The Value of Loyalty

The Value of Loyalty
Living Together


Having fallen asleep in the car on the way to the office, made Rindi a little fresher.


But at 10:00 in the morning, when everyone had drowned with their respective busyness, drowsiness again attacked Miss, and this time felt heavier than before.


The forehead felt in elus-elus very softly. Eyelids are like getting glue attached.


Middle Head nodded, not understanding, but holding back somewhat remained upright.


Work is still piled up on the side of the table.


I want to be angry, but I don't know who.


An instant cup of coffee is not able to repel drowsiness.Even without a mattress, he is willing, as long as it can be given time to rest for a short nap.


"His new bride drowsiness the boss," Chirps Kamil who he still hears, makes his eyes open wide again while shaking his head expel drowsiness.


"Hmmm, um,... " Mister Farid nodded, even everyone understood where the conversation was going.


"As a former newlywed, I also understand how you both feel. But remember you also have responsibilities that you have to carry out in this office."


"The boss of the language is very complicated, use the former newlyweds, hihihi, "Kamil with a giggle, "Say the old bride!"


"Ck, you're such a good guy if you're so upset," Kesal. Now Farid's gaze towards Kamil returned to Rindi.


"Tell your husband, don't take rations in the morning. Is this the result?"


"You know what the most effective sleeping pills are?"


" The husband and wife relationship" He continued.


Hearing the conversation Rindi knew, she was being angered, even though her superior did not use the word in a high tone.


Returning to force the eyes to be open, but in vain.


Sometimes I feel my head almost fall. Ah is now only able to resign, if you have to get a warning letter or something.


" This boss is the chief suspect boss" Kamil immediately grabbed Linggar's arm leading him towards Mr. Farid. They had just left the room during ishoma.


" Why the hell?" Linggad with frown confused. His intention was to pick up Rindi, but did not see his wife among his devotional friends.


" That's Rindi so sleepy with her." Fandi, head looking a little back. Signs Rindi is still in the room.


"You if you want to take a ration look at Sikon first! Take notes early in the morning before leaving for work, yes keep your wife's house."


" Pity too, he lemes so it must go to work. Why not take a longer vacation?"


"You can be alone until you are satisfied without torturing such a wife!"


Farid's rant, Linggar left it.


The crowbar sat beside the wife who was now laying her head on the table, covering her face with a sheet of paper. Maybe the woman is unaware of her presence now.


Ask an OB to order food for both of them.


True he had to refrain from touching Rindi in the morning.


Until the day he had been waiting for had arrived.


The leave permit had been granted long before. Flight tickets, hotel rooms and some match tickets are in hand.


Now they have sat enjoying a football match between the cheeks and the Audit. Sitting for just a minute, mostly on its feet, is more exciting. Yes, of course they will support the Audit, they are sekampung.


Shouting in the stands without anyone rebuking because everyone was doing the same. Jumping Occasionally. Sometimes the anxiety hit, like running into the field.


The two bottles of mineral water that had been prepared had even been ludes.


They use the night to make love. Together with the beautiful honey wedding.


No need to fear any other interference, because the phone has been turned off before.


Nor need to be dizzy with drowsiness that will punish.


It was a very exciting honeymoon experience.


A week in the Neighbor's Country it feels less for them, but what life force must keep going. Now they are obliged to return to face with computers and files, not just have to relax.


Linggar was not a cold, cool and untouchable man.


Linggar is a friendly, active and cheerful man.


As of now, taking Rindi to play on her home basketball court is enjoying this afternoon.


"YYES, YEAH,... " Rindi's shout echoed as Linggar lifted up and placed it on the man's shoulder.


" Look out I will fall" he shouted again, after being surprised by the glaring eyes.


"It wants strong!"


"Hold where? Scared!" Unknowingly the woman grasped Linggar's hair to use as a grip, while the other hand hugged the ball so as not to fall.


"Shoot into the ring!" Linggad while running slowly approached towards the ring. " My hair don't get pulled, it hurts tofu!"


"Eat him the way carefully. Fear this, so tall!" Occasionally glanced towards the floor.


"Ck, a real RIn shoot!" A little bit of an oddity just after RIndi had just thrown a ball that he said towards the ring. But far closer to entering, even though it has been carried too!


"Fear brother! AAAA, BYE,.... " The screams are back. The ledge took him around the field.


"Sister, it's gonna rain." While patting Linggar's shoulder asked himself to be taken down.


Just being held alone makes it too boring.


It is unfortunate that Linggar tripped and made him fall down, the pain is inconceivable.


The light rain spots he felt grabbed the body.


Linggar blocked the hand of Rindi who was about to run leaving him in the field alone just because of drizzle.


Just water?


" Let's get some rain, Rin's romantic!" Pulling Rindi's hand, bringing the body closer always hugged her.


" Rain sister," Rindi when she felt the rain began to fall in groups.


" Oh, you know, justin!"


Linggar began to act, placing both hands of Rindi draped on his neck.


While his own hands were wrapped around his wife's waist. Without the cue began to spin making Rindi's legs no longer stand on the floor of the field.


The longer the round was getting louder, Rindi again shouted hysterically, terrified.


An erratic look of the eyes, made him dizzy, but Linggar had not stopped with his behavior.


Until finally, sharing laughter in the rain.


They were still hugging when Linggar had stopped his lap.


The two looked at each other with clinging eyebrows and an irregular, loud and short roar of breath.


Until the lips start touching and docked.


In the beauty and sweetness that is felt, there is a lust that settles.


Wet, but cold may not be felt. Because the heat in the body begins to increase.


Lips were loose, now they were throwing smiles at each other.


Linggar hugged the wife, close Rindi's face to her chest.


Feel the heart rate that is again racing.


With his control, now Rindi had been lying down with Linggar on top, supporting her body.


The presence of Linggar right on it, helps to hold a little drops of rain water directly soaked Rindi's body and face.


Plaque.