Trapped With The Jelita
Just Work All of Me

Ipul who was peeking was even surprised with a pat on his back, who would have been the suspect if not the veteran assistant Om Damar who had given him such a brilliant idea like this.

Were it not for Damar he would still stand and plead helplessly to his wife in front of the door of the room that was closed only for her to open the door and allow herself to enter.

"Master's out?" damar asked with a casual glance, seeing his boss peeking made him think maybe his boss wanted to go out to meet the woman who was now like a dazed person in the hotel hallway looking for her husband's whereabouts.

Ipul knitted his eyebrows together and peeked back, "the night he locked the room and forbade me to sleep with him, let alone sleep in it should not be, would it not be that if Ipul came out now it was the same as succumbing to him?" Ipul turned his head to the man still standing behind him watching what he was doing.

Damar clenched his mouth tightly, he began to think he had made a wrong decision, wrongly helped his young master because he had forgotten that his young master would not be able to calm down before replying to his own wife's treatment.

"Minimal score draw," said Ipul calmly as he raised his eyebrows with a smile that even more makes Damar hold his breath and throw it violently.

"Now it's a draw, right?" tanya Damar tried to think positively that his young master would only stay in his room for a moment and then go out and return to his wife who seemed to be still pacing the hallway of the hotel, from left to right then from right to left so keep repeating.

Ipul shook his head quickly giving an answer that made Damar's ears twitch waiting for what he would hear next.

"Later to the club."

"Haha?" damar's mouth gaped wide in disbelief at what he had just heard.

So they're really going to a nightclub? weren't they just nonsense? yes, the nonsense that should not be done because they only intend to prank Ralen, prank the woman to panic and finally want to open the door, then why is it so now? why would his young master even want to actually go to a nightclub?

"Ipul likes to see that stupid face mixed with panic, so we better just do it so that Ipul longer enjoys the stupid behavior and expression he shows," ipul said while looking back at the woman who was now right standing in front of the door where he was hiding.

Damar patted his forehead, apparently now he was guilty of making a decision, the intention of helping but it seemed like he would instead fall and get carried away in the war between the young master and his wife.

After this it looks like Damar will have to call his wife to ask for permission to go to the nightclub, when he was young he did often to the club at least twice a week but after getting married he was rare maybe not even never, as he remembered it had never been more especially when his wife was pregnant with his first child he really had not done activities looking for night entertainment in such a place, he really did not do, but now he had to set foot on the floor of the building where the lights were twinkling with his head.

"He's hunching!" yelling Ipul then hurry down when Ralen brought his eyes closer and peeked at the door where he was, it became very panicked to make Damar just shake his head to see it.

"The rooms in this hotel can not be peeked from outside the young master, we are not in a cheap hotel or jasmine class whose room can be peeped in by others who are outside," damar reminded the young master who was acting silly by bowing his tall body in front of the door for fear of being discovered.

"Ekhem." Ipul cleared his throat and normalized his attitude that had behaved improperly, again put on a cool face like never showing his unclear attitude just now in front of the assistant.

"Why can't be seen" Ralen lamented as he couldn't see into the room he was peeping into.

His legs are tired because they have to go back and forth indistinctly and without results, he said, her husband didn't even meet her he didn't know where her husband was just now he had tried knocking on the rooms that he felt were her husband but the one that came out even the face he didn't know made him give up on knocking on one hotel room after another, afraid to disturb the occupants of the room because he had found a man who only wore a towel, he said, maybe the guy just finished taking a shower or maybe he just took a shower?

Ralen just stood in front of the door of the room that was trying to peek at the inside, standing with sweat that soaked his forehead and dripped on part of his face.

"When you're sweating, she's getting sexier and.."

"Excitingly, should the young master come out now and return to the room with Miss Ralen," Damar innocently interrupted the superior's speech.

Ipul swore viciously, "so Om who took Ipul here, but now Om even constantly expel Ipul, is that not outrageous?" ipul said that he was questioning his assistant who had asked him to come out.

Damar was silent no longer making a sound, it was useless for him to say until his mouth frothy would not be heard, his young master would definitely stick with his stance to prank women out there.

"Om keep an eye on him, Ipul want to take a shower first," said Ipul who was already very uncomfortable because since yesterday afternoon he could not take a shower, he could not take a bath, actually, it's not just that he who has a lot of will to bathe in the front toilet is actually okay, but he's a lot of reasons that anyone would be upset to hear.

Damar just nodded and let out a sound when Ipul sauntered towards the bathroom not forgetting to open his shoes and socks that even since yesterday he used to sleep on the sofa.

Damar walked towards the door where his superior peered into a small hole to monitor the presence of a woman who was resting with a fickle face sometimes frowning and then briefly became so panicked and then changed again so pale had no idea what the woman was thinking right now.

Damar looked astonished as Ralen stepped away from the door of his room, "Where is she going?" he muttered to ask himself once he found that Ralen was no longer visible, he finally ventured to open the door, then he breathed a sigh of relief as his eyes caught the body figure behind Ralen who was about to enter the woman's room.

"Thank God go into the room," he said stroking the chest, earlier he thought the wife of his superior would go somewhere, did he know that the woman married by his superior was very magical, all of her behavior was truly miraculous very different from that of most women.

"So they said they wanted to go for a walk, right?" ralen said as he returned to the room, "i should be prepared if that is the case," his chatter sounded again.

"You think you're smarter than me, Saipul Gunawan? looks like you shouldn't underestimate a Ralen, I'll follow wherever you go!" Omong Ralen while rummaging through his little suitcase took his clothes.

Actually there is no need to get to the factories or to ruffle the clothes in it to scatter on the bed, he can calmly search for the clothes he will wear, he said, but she seemed to be very impatient to get ready for her not to waste the time that would make her lose track of her husband.

As fast as lightning Ralen ran to the bathroom then came out again in different clothes, moving to the dresser to dress up, she was going to go out so she did have to put makeup on her face.

"Finished already," he said staring at the reflection of his face and body in the mirror.

Seeing her appearance then revealed a faint smile, "i will watch and will teach you a lesson if you do anything" he threatened the husband who was not in front of her.

Equally stubborn and angry make the household that is always rowdy.

"Where's Om? Jelita's still ahead?" ask Ipul who has finished bathing and wearing clean clothes.

"Miss went back to the room, young master," Damar replied telling him what he saw earlier.

"She must be getting ready to follow us" Ipul guessed while wearing a branded watch on her wrist.

"So we're really going young master?" ask Damar still unsure.

Ipul nodded, "giving him a little lesson never hurts, who told him to treat her husband cruelly" said Ipul.

"Wouldn't the young master usually be able to control the young Miss," Damar said feeling confused, because a few days ago his young master had a fight with his wife but could control it but why now even lost.

"Ipul can not do anything Om, Ipul in lockin outside, if not in the key also has Ipul lunge him where he can fight if it is in lunge," said Ipul with a stiffened face remembering the incident last night.

"That means Miss Ralen already knows what she has to do to fight the young master" Damar explained.

"Then Ipul will hide all the keys so that Ralen can not fight again," he got the idea after hearing an explanation from his intelligent assistant.

Damar scratched his nape and laughed stiffly, again giving advice to his young master.

"You just wait downstairs, I'll be down in a minute" Ralen told the person on his phone.

Ralen disconnects the phone and peeks from the door she opened slightly to see her husband come out.

"His mood she was hiding there" whispered Ralen seeing her husband come out of the room she had even peeked at but could not see anything.

"Bas stupid, following people at such a close distance? that's right Jelita," said Ipul slowly realized that now his wife was sneaking around following him.

Ralen immediately crouched down hiding behind a large urn when her husband turned around while inside the elevator.

Ipul even clenched his mouth to hold a laugh and then rubbed his nostrils so that his laughter did not explode when he saw his wife's behavior.

"Isn't that Amara?" ask Ipul when he sees his field worker sitting in the car right behind the car that has been prepared for him.

"Miss must have asked him to take her with us" Damar said.

"It's good that he invites Amara, at least he's not alone with the male driver," said Ipul and pretended not to see Amara who immediately lowered his body in hiding.

Maybe Ralen had told him to hide when he saw the two men.

"Let's hurry Amara," Ralen ran towards the car that was waiting for him and entered with a gasping breath.

Amara set her breath and started running the car following the instructions of her boss' wife, following the car that was carrying her boss, honestly this was the first time she had done something like this.

His whole life he never did this, helping the wife of his boss to follow the boss who did not know where to go to make Amara's heart beat very fast, he said, he was afraid that he would lose or even be left behind from the car in front of him.

"We see what he wants to do," Ralen snorted all over his fingers as he stared at the car running in front of their car.

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