WHY LOVE
Heart Fingers (2)

"Mas, don't bother keep dong. No twilight fix his tie," Suci distanced his face because Nico continued to kiss his face while he was pairing the tie.

"How long will it take to finish her period. Long time-" Not the lips that now interfere with the activities of the wife. But that hand is now venturing down his favorite places.

"How long?! Usually a week. Tomorrow we start praying again." Saints tidied the collar of Nico's shirt as the finishing touch of his duty.

"Yeahhh, we're splitting up the house tonight. Why the hell Mommy gives rules on everything" Nico grunted. Now he is disturbing the wife who is wearing a glass headscarf. Hugged it from behind.

"Patience, just three days. Not three years, Mum." Sacred stared with a faint smile, a lethargic face that was leaning on her shoulder.

"What if I miss you?" lamented, spoiled.

"Can you call video."

"What if I want to?"

The saint turned his body. He rubbed the husband's cheek with anxiety. "FAST FIRST!"

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Nico drove his car through the highway that began to be crowded with vehicles that the majority will go to work. He will deliver Holy first to Mother's house because her brother in Bali has arrived last night.

"Mas Nico's gonna be late for the office, okay, papa?" Holy turned to look at her husband and looked at him for a long time. He always admired the husband when he was focused, the handsome face sturdy was more perfect according to him.

"Sir, today is not so busy. Your job is being replaced by Rere. HRD hasn't made a job, waiting for me to move up."

"Darling, I was reluctant to work in Dad's office. My passion is not there. Later I will talk to Mbak Nita to join the company. I want us to stay in Bandung, all while managing our own business there. All this time only Malik took care of it." Nico spoke without distracting himself from the streets.

Suci only listened to her husband's complaint without forbidding it. After all, her husband had his own desires and she had to support him.

"In Bali, Mbak Nita has what activities?"

"Mbak Nita has villas in Jimbaran and Nusa Dua, which her husband manages. In the past, Father had not approved of Mbak Nita menikan with Mas Jimmy because he was unemployed. But Nita's mother is so in love, adamant that she can guide her husband to change."

Driving while talking, it did not feel the car had entered the spacious yard after security opened the gate. Suci who is still curious about the story of his brother-in-law, must save the first question because the car engine is turned off, ready to go down.

"Beautiful, later he will return to the driver Mother. Do not use online taxis!" The strict command of the husband is taken by the Holy.

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Entering the house, it looks like Mother and Nita are in the family room, relaxing.

"Hi my sister-in-law.duh is prettier than in the photo." Nita welcomes the Holy Coming by hugging her long ago. His happy expression was channeled, when he found out from Mother if Nico was married to the right woman.

"I'm not considered, Ma'am?" Nico sneered at her brother who was only focusing on Saints.

"My wayward sister.cangrats you've got a husband." Nita hugged her sister with affection.

"So a good husband. Never hurt a wife." Nita said softly beside Nico's ears which she still hugged. Nico frowned a little. The voice of the older brother slightly sounded discordant as he said that sentence.

"Om Nico's... I miss you!"

The sound of his nephew's bellows blew away Nico's astonishment. The 5-year-old girl stretched her hands out asking to be carried.

"I mass you too, Naura!" Nico held up the cute little girl up high until she laughed happily.

"Know, a beautiful Holy Aunt like Naura-" Nico told Naura to say hello.

"Hi Holy Aunt, I'm Naura."

Naura smiled cutely, greeting politely her tant. Looks like he is usually taught eastern manners, how to be polite to the older yamg.

"Hi Naura is beautiful, so cool-n-" Suci looks into Naura's round chin that looks jolly, making her anxious.

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The office of PT. Garmindo Main Works.

Candra exits the elevator to her room. But his steps stopped as he approached Salma's table. He was fixated either fascinated, seeing the appearance of the secretary who appeared different. Salma with fashionable and polite formal attire, looks more beautiful and fresh with one-braided hairstyle.

"Morning, Mr. Candra. The tea will now?" Salma's carefree voice resuscitated Candra to wink after a few seconds of fixation.

"Eh, yeah-yes. Take it to my room!"

Candra rushed over again, opening the door to her clean and tidy room after cleaning the cleaning service officer.

Why am I suddenly groggy when I look at him.

Candra rubbed her face with both of her palms. He began to focus his concentration on starting work.

"Sal, you're pangling. Is it purposeful to dance like that because it wants to come?" candra looked at Salma as she kept the green tea on her desk.

"Yes, Sir. I asked for help braiding the same hair neighbor boarding room and the result I like. Who knows which guy is fit now. May it happen Love at first sight (love at first sight)."

Uhuk uhuk

"Eh, Mr. Candra. Slow down! The tea is still hot."

Salma looked panicked to see the boss flapping his lips. His forehead wiggling. Usually, the boss does not directly drink the newly served tea. Usually let the tea to warm.

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The shadow of Salma's appearance made Candra unable to concentrate fully. He had twice washed his face, even rubbing his eyes so that the cheerful beautiful face did not sway on the eyelids.

Especially with the braided hair, so it shows his neck is pure white. His heart felt unwilling and wanted to have Salma re-paint his hair to hide the beauty of his neck because it could make bad men fantasize wildly.

Did not feel the clock home office has passed 15 minutes because Candra can only focus on working on the file after the break.

"Astagfirullah, it's past time." Candra muttered to herself. Suddenly he remembered Salma.

Candra hastily tidied up the file. Put the laptop in his briefcase.

Salma's desk was empty, when Candra came out.

Candra was beginning to worry. He recalled his conversation with Salma last night.

He said the guy's a bank clerk near here. Means meeting in the restaurant front.

Candra snapped her fingers. He ran towards the elevator, overtaking his subordinates who were walking leisurely towards the elevator. The destination, the restaurant is on the road.

With a breath of breath as she continued to run until she arrived at the entrance of the restaurant, Candra tidied up her appearance and normalized her attitude so that Salma was not suspicious.

Candra breathes relief. Once circulating his gaze he was able to catch the figure of Salma who was at the table by the window was sitting opposite a man. Salma laughed softly, not knowing what they were talking about.

"Mas, I'll order this yes. Send it to that table, please!" Candra gave her a list of ordered menus and told her to pre-deliver to Salma's desk.

Salma is agitated and stupefied. Suddenly Candra came, pulled up a chair and joined her desk.

"Salmas! I'm looking for it here. Why don't you go tell me first. I'm not mad at you." Candra casually took a glass of Salma's juice and drank it until the remaining half.

It's not just Salma. His boy friend also frowned and frowned.

"You please continue eating. I'm waiting for my order to come." With a sinless face, Candra took a stick with a fork that Salma still held.

"I'm sorry, man. From yesterday Salma was lashing out with me, so she was looking for a guy to make me jealous."

Again Salma was surprised and her mouth was gaping. Want to say a word to argue but the tongue suddenly confused.

...Seriate...

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My eyes are so sleepy that they can no longer be resisted. Maafkeun yes hanged first rather than forced to tick even typo. 😥