The Sweetest Harsh
Episode 57 - Male Teaser

Alfa watched intensely, Tiara who was feeding a spoonful of food into her mouth. The man felt a tremendous relief of pleasure in finding his wife this early did not experience nausea and showed a desire to eat, although again Alfa had to raise next to the eyebrows with a astonished expression because Tiara asked for something unusual. Pickled fruits. Almost as long as the man knew his wife, never once did the woman eat the food she had eaten during pregnancy. Somehow it felt that Tiara seemed to enjoy mouth after mouthful in a spoonful.

“Mmh .. This is delicious,” praise Tiara by closing her eyes and feeling the right blend of flavors that are spoiling her tongue.

If you remember, Tiara is happy about processed fruits in her appetite lately. Besides, somehow at first, his wife could not taste the food she used to eat, as if with her pregnancy, everything about Tiara changed by one hundred and eighty degrees.

“You sure you'll spend it all?” Alfa still could not believe what she saw. The tiara is so voracious with its mouth constantly bulging with food. Spicy and sour were the two flavors of food that the woman had avoided the most, but, right now, Alfa even had to seduce her in order for Tiara to ask for something else instead, given the woman's stomach acid that will increase when receiving food intake with such taste.

"Of course, I haven't tasted this food in a long time, do you want to? We can eat together," Tiara bargained as she brandished her spoon.

Alpha raised next to the eyebrows. "No. Just you. Satisfy your curiosity," she refused with a wry smile. "I've eaten" he said again while crossing and looking at his wife with a feeling of affection.

Tiara just nodded her head and continued her morning eating activities with pleasure until she laid down a large cup of fruit pickled purchased by the Alpha.

"Happy?" Alfa walked closer to the bed where Tiara was putting her large tray back on the nightstand.

"You just sit there." Tiara signaled rejection by waving at Alfa who was walking towards her. Prevent the man from approaching. He made the man gasp and stopped his steps.

"What's wrong?" The man looked confused.

"Did Alisa not wash all your clothes? I still can't stand being close to you. So just stay there" he asked, looking away. Feeling bad for having to say that to her husband for the umpteenth time. Really her pregnancy this time feels surprising to her because there are so many strange changes to her, including not liking at all the fragrance at home. Starting from clothes to room perfumes and car fragrances that even at first Tiara himself who prepares everything. Now, Alisa has to work hard to replace and wash everything from clothes to window curtains with lemon scent. Yep. Tiara likes fruit even for the smells, the house is like a lemon drink factory that does not miss a part of the house that does not smell the aroma.

Alfa only shakes horses and shakes her waist. "So, do I need to replace my perfume with lemon scent?" The man scrunched his forehead, stroking his chin with his fingers, while thinking hard to search around in his mind, what fragrance had a special blend with the scent. But then, the tall strapping man with a tight t-shirt firmly attached to his slender body grinned. "Or, what if I undress?" He asked in a seductive tone and sensual hand gestures holding the rim of the shirt, about to take off his clothes right then and there.

Tiara hurriedly gazed swiftly in turn towards her husband and the closed door of the treatment room behind her. "Hey, don't do nothing. What if Widya or the nurse suddenly comes in and sees you without a shirt?" The woman looked uneasy at the Alpha who began to show desire to him. It did not matter if her husband had locked the door. What would people think of when they entered the room, including the nurses, when the patient's room was locked from the inside and knew they were both busy in the treatment room? The woman shuddered in horror and shook her head quickly, expelling the impossibility that would embarrass her.

Unknowingly, when Tiara was moved from her daydream, Alfa's face was very close to her making the woman rewind her body until full of slaps on the pillow she placed on the headboard as a backrest. The man holds the body with both hands. Deliberately swiping the shoots of his nose with the nose of Tiara who began to exhale hot there.

"Who would do such a weird Tiara darling, hm?" Alfa kissed briefly his wife's slightly open lips as she gasped. "Or do you want it?" Goda.

"Ti .. no. Ak ... I don't," he said in an awkward manner. The man stroked with a touch as light as a feather on Tiara's tyrannical cheek, making the woman's blood flow and heart beat wildly uncontrollable with a blushing face.

"Don't be ashamed baby, I want it too, but, of course I won't do it here," alfa said with a smile and then the movement of her hand on the cheek turned to Tiara's hair that was broken and slipped it behind the ear.

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Helmia was sitting in Jonah's seat at the headquarters of her company. Observe carefully and open sheet by sheet the documents that are in front of him. Her husband had been out of town for three days and had not contacted her. He knew, perhaps, that the area that Yunus was visiting was far from the Base Transceiver Station so that communication was hampered. However, was there really no time for the man to just ask how he was doing?

The woman propped her head up with her left hand, her forehead creaking deep as the file she read showed a deficit in financial statements that made the company close to being acquired by a giant company in the area. How could Jonah miss one such important thing until his subsidiary company almost went bankrupt? The woman stroked the base of her nose slowly, feeling how heavy Jonah's burden she was feeling right now.

The knock on the door blew away his wishful thinking for a moment. When her eye polishes towards the door, a woman she knew as her husband's secretary was standing there with her hand still holding the handle.

"It's time for lunch, ma'am, are you going to order some food or what?"

Helmia sighed heavily, then nodded her head. "Yes. I want to order food as usual. Two servings. I'll invite the Branch Director over for lunch together" he ordered.

"Well," he said, then stepped back to close the door.

"Wait!" Sela Helmia to her subordinates who immediately responded by bending her head into the room. "Come here" he commanded again. The woman stepped closer and stood a meter away from Jonah's desk, which was spread wide with black glass all over its surface.

"Did Jonah take one of his servants out of the city?" Ask Helmia with a wrinkled face.

"No Madam" he answered briefly. "All the work that must be handled by the Father has been handed over to the deputy director. Madam only needs to monitor the developments in the company," he continued.

Helmia nodded her head in understanding, then spoke again. "Add a lunch for three. Invite the deputy director to have lunch with me as well" he said, tidying up the files in front of him.

"good. Excuse me first," he concluded, then nodded briefly as a sign of goodbye and then turned around and left the room.

For a moment Helmia watched the middle-aged woman who was stepping up to close the door of her room. His hesitation continued to think hard with his heart filled with uncertain feelings. How's her husband out there. Oh, how could Jonah go alone without a single escort? Can employees at his company outside the city be trusted to help solve this strange problem?

Without notice, Helmia's gaze scanned the entire room. Staring with nanar decorations and family photos plastered there. Observing with an empty heart, Jonah's smile which he could only stare at through a photo sketch.

The room was quiet, neatly restrained with luxurious interiors installed on each side. Typical of the large room of the president of the board of directors with various access doors to private rooms that were never used by her husband. Reminds them of their youth where the hardworking Jonah who sometimes took a short break in his private room before returning to struggle with his piling up and endless work.

He secretly longed, tempted again at the stories of their youth that flashed quickly in his brain, but, deftly he simply eroded when a while later, he was, there came two men in neat suits and Jonah's secretary who came with one large food bag in his hand for lunch.