The Son of CEO Arogan
Chapter 27 Promise

Finn disagrees the baby room merges with their room, as Ameera plans. So, today he came home quickly, again calling the interior designer to change the previous design.

"If our space is not free. You'll hold on if you yell."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

After the designer team came home, and Finn was still planning to make a room in the next room, the discussion of the two of them began, in the room.

"When do I scream?" he asked again, thinking it might be unconsciously shouted while delirious, because sometimes still dreaming of Biya.

"When we make love. If you yell, our baby will be shocked."

"What?" Ameera's cheeks instantly turned red. How very ordinary Finn's face imagined it. Where ever he screamed.

"I never yelled. Is there not another woman who is shouting?"

"not now. I'll make you scream."

"What the hell, I'm talking about that."

Finn grabbed his hand, putting it into the shirt Ameera had pulled.

"Buck...!"

Finn moved to stand in front of him sitting on the bed.

"You trying to make a scream?" The man lowered his head, flirting with a blow on his cheek.

"Just keep thinking about it."

"Normal men."

"I think it's above normal."

"Oh yeah? Goody. You're gonna be a happy woman, hm?" When dealing with Ameera, Finn often forgets to think of others. There was always a bad impulse in his head.

"Gee! Mas?" He was already sitting on his knees in front of Ameera, slamming his head, sniffing at the soft scent of sweat on his chest.

"Mass-out"

"You...." Finn's hand has broken through the barrier of two fat clots that make Ameera's chest more contained. Looking for a padded handle there.

"Ntar's the other night, Mas...." I mean Ameera don't do this now. It's still too late. He also just took a shower half an hour ago, lazy to shower shampoo again.

"Ohh, okay." Finn raised his face with his eyes already unfocused like a drunk.

"Prepare yourself tonight. I'll do it better."

Just a heavy breath damper Ameera hela. He could not say anything to respond. There's fear, resentment, and tension all at once if Finn wants to. The man had an exaggerated fantasy.

After sharing pieces of cherries from the mouth last night, which made him forget himself. Ameera could not guess anymore, how the man intended to make her scream.

'*That Finn is like teaching me to be a bad wife*.'

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"Mas make two rooms? That said next to make too?" Ameera sense that the renovation that is directly done will cost a lot. The plan is only for the baby's bedroom. Where the number of working teams there are ten people because Finn is asked to finish quickly.

"One room for the baby, another one for our private space." He who was holding Ameera occasionally sipped the skin of the neck, giving a small sign of redness. Ameera squirms refusing to remain unsuccessful in stopping her will.

"We have this room."

"That's a special room where we make out. Made a sound." Ameera's eyes were round, her forehead frowning at the face of the husband who had clean shaved earlier.

Finn designed it as if he would be here long ago.

"I think Mas's had our old plan here, huh?"

"It can be said that. I still want you so much."

A bland smile poked out from Ameera's lips. "Because I still want my body? That aja? Trus, if Mas is bored, am I still thrown away?"

"Don't ask that now, Ameera. I'm used to living what's in front of my eyes"

"Not." Finn's heavy breathing swept across Ameera's face.

Sitting on your back and talking in close quarters makes this relationship more intimate and open. They both need to occasionally talk from heart to heart like this. To quickly understand each other, and find solutions to uncertainty.

"Women need certainty.

Finn was silent, he had no answer.

"I've actually half-heartedly given myself up for Mas these few days. I feel like I'm just being made a bedmate."

Finn looked at him, brushing his wife's son's hair behind his ear.

"Is there no other flavor than that Mas wants my body? Please be honest, Mom. Do you really want to spend time with us? Me and baby...?"

"There," said Finn briefly. "I want what's best for you, and our baby. You are often in your mind."

"Then? How's our wedding?" Ameera demanded certainty.

"Ameera. Can we just go for it?"

Living something that is uncertain or undergoing something that is certainly the end. Finn obviously still doesn't want a long commitment.

"Yes. Good. I should remember what Mas wanted."

"Ameera." His arm was held up as it was about to descend. Finn looked at her softly. "How do you want me? Promise? What if I can't keep that promise?"

"People do not keep that promise not because they can not, but only people who do not want to try. Many ways. There are many ways if you want. Stay fighting together, do it. If God does not allow it. Take the disaster for example. Not what, what is important is the maximum effort we maintain."

Finn still seems to be thinking hard.

"I have fear too, Mom. The fear that made me fight Mas married me. I want to have a child from a complete family. There's a father, a mother, and the boy's purported whereabouts. Not more. That's the greatest happiness if it's achieved, even if I'm hurt."

Finn took his fingers, uniting them in his grasp.

He has never promised anything to a woman. But the women who had been close to him did not bother. Only Ameera demands this.

Is it after he defends, that Ameera will demand something else for him to do?

"I didn't ask for Mas's commitment to my status if this was a normal marriage, but the agreement has been the opposite of Mas Finn's treatment to me lately. We are related like real husbands and wives. I'm not wrong to ask for a firm. Hold on or let me go?" Ameera is very curious to know immediately so as to have a purpose for the next step.

Finn was silent. Try digesting. At the moment, he felt that he could not stay far away from this woman. He also could not fight the surge that always appeared when he saw Ameera. A feeling that had never been this strong stopped in the heart.

The heart can also pound itself when he enters the house because it will see the wife. Likewise, a sense of peace and comfort when touching and sharing your breath.

Does that mean he loves Ameera? And want to make that woman a friend to live forever?

"Good, Ameera. I took care of my promise on paper" he said later.

"What's the promise, Mom?"

"Promise won't divorce you, will it?"

"Living a life?"

"Yes. I'll try."

Finn did not delay, he immediately contacted his lawyer.

"After finishing tomorrow Mr. Alka please bring it here" he concluded at the end of the call. He would sign the letter in front of Ameera, so that there would be no doubt.

Putting the phone on Finn's desk saw relief on Ameera's face.

"Mas sure this soon decided?"

Women are too chatty, Finn thought. Not yet the promise is required to make an appointment, it has been done still asked sure or not, huh, all wrong.

"Can we relax more?" It re-encloses an increasingly rounded and adorable body. "From now on I want to try to know my wife."

"Thank you for your efforts. I'm relieved. I just feel like I'm officially Ghazi Finn Cullen's wife."

"Thank you too." Finn just wants to hold it for a long time.

Until he moved to bed, and until they fell asleep he asked to be hugged, to forget his plan to make Ameera scream tonight.

Seriate....