THE ROSE BELONGS TO THE YOUNG MASTER
The Basmi From the Beginning...

In a fancy restaurant in a room with VIP furniture, a woman was looking in the mirror while smearing her lips with a lipstick. She thickens her lipstick polish to make it look sexy and attractive. Coupled with the super tight clothes that he was wearing, it really was inappropriate if called office clothes. How could it work in the office using a dress with the bottom only about an inch from the base of his thigh and the top showing off his smooth shoulders not to mention the front of his body that stands out, he said, as if two twin objects that were only covered were feeling like they were struggling to get out of the fabric that held it tight. Proud to say in front of the mirror.

"I'm sure the young master will be tempted by the beauty he saw before his eyes hihihi.."

Proudly, he also prepared alcoholic beverages with the best quality, to drink later with the man he was waiting for.

He was relaxed and confidently waiting for someone to play his phone, so he felt someone open the door of the room where he was waiting. He turned his head and immediately his smile flashed as the person he was waiting for appeared from behind the door. He stood up with enthusiasm to welcome her.

But the smile faded and turned into a snort when behind the man a woman appeared.

"Sorry Miss Melda, I'm a little late" the man said.

"Oh uh yes young master is fine, I haven't been here long either." replied the woman nervously and riled up.

"Once again I'm sorry, because I have to wait for my wife.. " Say the man again and let his wife sit next to him.

"But I'm sorry sir, isn't this a meeting to discuss work, why did you take your wife.?" Ask the woman named Melda.

"Do you mind if I accompany my husband.?" Ask the woman sitting next to the man.

"It's not so but..."

"If this is an office matter, it should be discussed in the office, not in a closed room like this.."

"But here's the perfect place to discuss corporate cooperation.."

"Don't take the name of cooperation if there is a hidden purpose behind the cooperation you will talk about.."

"You mean.?" Melda asked as if she was hooked by the woman's words.

"What is the standard of office clothes where you work required to wear such clothes.? just like the woman who..."

Looking clear from the look in her eyes, Melda had already let out her anger. But it seems she put up with it for the sake of making her look good in the eyes of the man before her.

"This is indeed the standard of my clothes at work.." Reply Melda with a tone made as comfortable as possible.

"Kin' sure.? Or don't don't, you purposely wear such clothes to ensnare my husband.?"

Melda was stunned, the woman seemed to know the other purpose of this meeting.

"What do you mean Miss Roses.?" Melda asked as if she would be surprised by the question the Rose asked.

The rose did not reply, she smiled and turned to her husband.

"Well, stand up for a second, dong.?"

"What's mah.?" ask the confused husband.

Grepp

"Are you very curious, want to feel this stuff.?" Ask the rose by holding her husband's elephant's trunk. Melda and Damar were immediately shocked at what the Roses were doing.

"I'm sure you're very curious about this stuff, aren't you.?" rose asked while squeezing the nest of the husband's elephant's trunk.

"Well don't squeeze that dong, wake him up.." Husband's protest. The rose does not care. While Melda had her mouth locked, she could not say what.

It felt enough, Damar sat back down but the hands of the Rose still stuck there and he did not forbid it at all.

"How's Miss Melda.? Can we discuss our cooperation now.?" Damar asked casually without caring about his wife's hand still playing in his sensitive place.

"Sorry sir, it seems like our current conversation is better postponed in the next meeting how.?" Melda asked with a raging feeling but she covered it as if she would be fine.

"It's up to you, but sorry, for the next meeting, I'll also take my wife." Damar.

"Loh.? Why is that so.?" Melda asked in disbelief at what the young master said.

"Yes it has been my decision, from now on every time I meet my female coworkers, I will always take my wife."

"Wouldn't that affect the smooth running of your business, sir.?"

"My wife is not a bully, instead I just prevent others from disturbing my household. Which requires the cooperation of your company. If my wife wants this cooperation to end what can be done, I have to obey her."

"It can't be like that, sir.." Melda protest with a half-high tone.

"For me what the hell I can't do, I'd rather lose hundreds of millions each month than lose my wife.."

"Why do you feel unaccepted.? Don't tell me you're disappointed that your plan to ensnare my husband failed, and you don't seem to have another chance.?" Ask the rose whose hand did not come out of the nest.

"Sorry lady, I'm not as low as what you think.!!" Melda said with emphasis.

"Therefore, just agree to my husband's proposal, rather than you being blamed by the company for your covert behavior. Sorry yes, in addition to protecting his household, my husband indirectly protects you. If you make a mistake, is it unlikely that a career you are proud of will not be ruined.? While those of you who are over the age of three heads have absolutely no life support, where will your life be taken.? and what does it mean to have wealth if no one enjoys it but yourself.?"

The Rose's words rightly slapped the delicate recesses of Melda's heart. It is undeniable that he is deliberately single for the sake of his career and he often uses the services of paid men to satisfy his desires. He was lonely. He thought a brilliant career would make him proud, but in fact, no one would boast of a successful career.

Because of the feeling that has not been out of hand, in addition to the failure to attract handsome men with the status of men's husbands, the, with a heavy heart Melda finally decided to retire and retreat from the event that failed miserably with burning anger.

While the husband and wife who are still in the room throw a smile at each other.

"Whose wife is this.? great really.? do you kiss dong.? A lot of them, huh.??"

The wife happily wrapped her hands around her husband's neck and immediately their lips united to celebrate their success in crippling the seeds of domestic destruction.

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