Wife's Choice Mom
117 - BOTH IN THE OFFICE

Staying Laras and Arga in the lobby, Arga immediately looked at the woman, stunned to see the beauty of the wife who was wearing a white dress with her hair tied up, and the child's hair deliberately left slightly covered her forehead.

Just this time Arga saw Laras wearing a dress, making the rich man stupefied and fascinated to see the natural beauty of Laras who was more beautiful tens of times than usual.

"You are so beautiful, baby, every day you look more beautiful," Arga looked amazed at his wife without blinking from toe to toe

"Beautiful? is it true mas?," Baras asked curiously.

"Dear, there is no one who does not say you are beautiful, his wife Arga must be beautiful, must be adapted to Arga who is handsome and also rich, hehe, hehe," the arrogant man laughed, learning to create humor in front of your wife.

"Mas, the humor is less funny, less jolly," Laras smiled as he pinched her husband's arm slowly.

"Let it be less funny, the important thing is you can still smile, this is proof you smile right?" said the rich man tapping softly lips Laras.

Baras just a faint smile looking at the high-bodied man's behavior.

"Ehem, ahem..," the sound of someone coughing surprised the husband and wife who was busy chatting.

The man, who was none other than Rico, walked up to the couple.

"When did you come Ras?" the man asked, standing in front of Arga and Laras.

"Eh Co., just now," said Laras smiling kindly at the arrival of Rico.

"What wind brought you here? it must be on the orders of this rich master right?," Rico rolled his eyes at the Arga Direction.

"No Co, I offered to come here, take lunch for Arga's mas,"

"Oh so, it's so good of you, since you have a wife, everything is all prepared," Rico glanced at Arga who was still standing beside Laras.

"That's why don't be an old virgin, go find a wife! don't just monitor my household," Arga revealed a smile of ridicule to his best friend.

"Mas, it should not be..," Laras shook Arga's arm looking up at the handsome man, forbidding the husband from insulting his best friend.

"Leave it Ras, he also almost became an old widower and almost stressed because of the wife left, lucky his wife still wants to return to this arrogant man, otherwise, I don't know what his fate is right now, haha, haha," Rico laughed loosely, satisfied to have avenged Arga's insults.

The rich man was silent, only his eyes looked sharply as if he wanted to slough and tear the body of his assistant and best friend.

"Let's love, we go up to our room, there's no need to serve this old virgin," Arga embraced Laras' waist and stepped into the elevator to take them to the top floor.

"Tell Siska, don't go into my room unless I call, I'll have lunch with Laras" Arga said.

"Oh, just excuse me! what lunch or meal?" ruku Rico flicked his lips towards Arga who had disappeared because the elevator door had closed.

Arriving inside Arga's room, Laras was stunned, surrounding the view to all corners, the room was so spacious, there was a table, a long sofa, a television, some cabinets, and, there is even a private room for the President to rest.

"Come, sit down baby," Arga took Laras to sit on a sofa that was no less soft with a sofa in their house.

Laras put all her luggage such as bags, dining containers, a paper bag and flower arrangements on the table, then sat down next to her husband.

"Please take off my suit" Arga reached out to help Laras remove his suit.

The wife complied with her husband's request, immediately took off the suit and hung it on the back of the sofa.

"Mas, want to eat now?,"

"Well, I'm hungry, too,"

The woman immediately opened the food container.

They also eat together, attentively Laras feed the husband, the man immediately eat and taste Laras cuisine that feels so delicious on his tongue, the woman deliberately brought more lunch portions, because she also ate with Arga.

"What a delicacy you have, this is one that scares me of losing you, I'm afraid I can't eat this good anymore" Arga said as he continued to eat his food voraciously.

"really? Have you ever been afraid of losing me? when?," Laras asked curiously, as he fed the rice back into Arga's mouth.

"When you left the house and left the wedding ring and necklace, I felt my heart go with you, and when you left me in the market, it was dead, I'm so afraid you won't come back to me. At that time I felt very lost to you and made me feel very sad and devastated..," Arga said, recalling the incident some time ago.

Laras was fixated on hearing Arga's words, looked at the man, and then behind him the handsome face.

"What is it true that I said?" Laras stared fixedly at the man beside him.

"Pretty, I never lied with my feelings, I felt like something was missing when you left the house and even left our wedding ring and necklace, my heart was completely broken and filled with regret..,"

Laras was silent, silent listening to Arga's words. Until the woman finally opened her voice.

"At that time my heart also really hurt, mas never cared about my feelings and circumstances even invited other women at home. I thought I didn't need me and would never accept me to be your wife, so I chose to leave, and I didn't know I was losing me,"

"Yes, after you left, I just realized that you are actually very valuable in my life, I have never felt lost like that after papa died, I just felt lost again. For the second time I felt very lost, so I was determined to find and bring you back home" Arga told me of his sad times when he had to lose two very meaningful people in his life.

"I won't leave you if you're being nice to me, there's a reason I chose to leave..,"

"Dear, baby, I know, it's all my fault, now don't leave me again, I won't repeat my old mistakes" Pinta Arga looked at the wife.

The smiling barrel nodded his head.

"It wouldn't be a mas, I wouldn't be a woman who would easily leave a man if it wasn't for something that was fatal,"

"I know, you're a good woman, wouldn't have done that if it wasn't for force,"

Laras nodded confirming Arga's words.

"Have you been full yet? or do you want to add more rice?" asked the woman after seeing the rice and side dishes on the plate had run out.

"No need, I'm full,"

Laras took tissue and cleaned the rest of the balado on the lips of the husband. Again and again the handsome man was so touched by all the service and attention of his wife.

"Mas, may I not enter your room?," Laras suddenly asked as he grabbed the paper bag and his bag on the table.

"Of course you can, this is also your room, let's go in" Arga took Laras' hand and opened the entrance to the room.

Arga thought that the wife would invite him to look for sweat again on the bed like the nights yesterday, with a smile that the man was sitting on the lip of the bed, waiting for the wife, waiting for the wife, laras is still standing.

The barrel again circulates the view to the room room, there is a bed along with a soft mattress, wardrobe, sofa and table, refrigerator and television, bathroom is also in the room.

"Come mas, we pray Dzuhur first," the woman asked.

Laras put the paper bag and his bag on the mattress, making Arga become embarrassed himself because he had other thoughts with the intention of Laras invite him to the room.

"Oh, it turns out that you took me to the room to pray?" the handsome man grinned the horse while scratching his head.

"Yes, what do you think?" Laras scrunched his forehead staring suspiciously at the husband.

"Nothing, I don't think anything" the man scratched his head.

"I know what I'm thinking, I'm going to ask you again right?" Laras laughed at Arga while covering his mouth with all five fingers.

Seeing the wife laughing, Arga did not accept, then tried to pull the woman in front of him to teach him a lesson.

"Why are you laughing? is there anything funny?," Arga pulled Laras' hand and pulled him down onto the bed, then tickled the belly of the beautiful woman.

"Mas, stop the mas, yes I'm sorry, I'm sorry..," Laras tried to dodge and remove Arga's hand from his stomach, but the man was holding both hands of Laras pressing him against the mattress, then lay down and overlay the body of Laras, so that now the body of Laras has been hit by the large body of the handsome man.

Their eyes looked at each other. Laras' head looked up, his dim eyes staring fixedly at the man above him.

Slowly Arga lowered his face, brought it closer to the beautiful face and then put his lips to the soft lips of Laras.

For a while the woman did not return the kiss, but over time the wife's reflexes also closed her eyes permeated the husband's soft kiss, then her lips began to move back to the touch of Arga's lips.

The handsome man continued to kiss his wife, from the lips, neck, and now his hands moved to feel the chest that was still covered in the dress.

Suddenly the woman regained consciousness and tried to release her blocked hand and pressed Arga into the mattress, the woman held her man's hand with her left hand so as not to get more wild to touch her chest.

"Mas, don't do it here," Baras looked at the man on it.

"Why dear? it's my private room, I'm free to do it here" the man's voice sounded soft.

"But I'm not comfortable doing it here. This is a mas office, not a house or a hotel, this is where you work, your employees are also in and out of this room. It feels less ethical we do personal activities here, I feel uncomfortable if the bed business is done in the office like this. I want a place as comfortable and quiet as in our house, I'm ashamed if I have to do it here" said the woman who was still at the bottom, squeezed by the body of the husband.

Arga was stunned to hear Laras explanation, the man understood the intention and shame of the wife, the man immediately sat down and helped lift Laras body. Now they sit facing.

It is true, Laras is different from most women, who if touched will be immediately lulled and lulled even sometimes women are precisely who often first provoke the lust of men, as Amellya often does to him.

But unlike Laras, the woman can still control her passion and passion, she prioritizes adab, norms and manners rather than attach importance to the turmoil of passion and lust.

"You're right baby, my employees are definitely going to come in and out of this room, I know, you must be uncomfortable doing it here,"

"What if someone suddenly knocks on the door? can mas and I still continue and enjoy our activities? if it were me, I would obviously not enjoy it anymore, and I would definitely choose to stop, would I break up in the middle of the road like that?" asked Laras trying to give understanding to his handsome husband.

"I'd be so tormented if you chose to stop and break up in the middle of the road..,"

"Then, the most comfortable place is in our house, nothing will interfere..,"

"Especially mas know, the sound of my sigh is often uncontrolled. I don't want it until the male employees out there hear ****** your wife?..," Laras laughed shut up, scaring the husband.

"No way, no one can hear your sigh!" the man sighed intolerably at his wife's stare.

"Yes, yes, only you can hear it, so never ask me to serve you in this office" said the woman smilingly looking at the handsome man.

"Dear, I'm not going to do this anymore" the man said.

"It's very nice, thank you for understanding me..," said Laras then kissed Arga's cheek quickly, the lightning kiss can make the husband entertained and not force to continue activities that are not in place.

"Come, pray mas," take the woman out of bed.

"But dear.., here there is no mukena," Arga was confused.

"I've brought it from home, I've also brought you a prayer mat and a special peci for this room of yours, so every day mas can pray using this prayer mat, I take it in the room, I take it in the room, from your wardrobe," explains Laras, leaving Arga stunned.

The man did not expect, to that extent the wife thought about her prayer equipment.

The barrel opens the paper bag and removes the mucus from it as well as two sheets of prayer mats.

"You are indeed amazing darling," decak Arga was amazed to look at Laras who had spread the prayer mat on the floor.

"Mas, take ablution'," asked the wife who was directly obeyed by the rich man.

The husband and wife finished praying Dzuhur bersama'ah, the wife kissed the back of her husband's hand and the husband kissed his wife's forehead.

"Thank you, you have made me remember my obligation to pray five times. And today you have also reminded me not to leave prayer while I was in the office" Arga said kissing his wife's forehead.

"Yes, for your sake, I will always remind you" Laras malipat mukena and prayer mat and put it in the closet.

Then Laras sat leaning on the head of the bed and Arga sat down next to him.

Arga laid down his body and laid his head on his wife's thigh.

"If it's just like this, may it be, dear?" the man joked with a smile, looking up at the face of Laras who was on it.

"If I lie down like this, I will not forbid mas.., either" said Laras menoel nose pointed Arga followed by a smile from her husband's lips.

"Are you sleepy baby?" asked Arga observing Laras' face from below.

"I'm not sleepy yet, am I going to sleep?,"

"Yes, I slept for a while, you don't go anywhere, stay here" the rich man said.

"Yes, sleep," the woman fondly stroked her husband's hair.

A few minutes later, Arga fell asleep.

Laras grabbed his bag which was not far from where he sat, he took his cellphone and saw a message coming in on the front screen.

Message from her best friend, Tina.

"How, fit no dress and sandals?,"

Baras frowned reading the contents of Tina's message, he wondered why his best friend could know if he was currently wearing a dress and sandals.

A great curiosity, made Laras press Tina's contact and call her.

"Hi, hi, hi, newlyweds, how was her first night? delicious no? or are you screaming? hik, hik, hik," the voice across sounded very happy.

Laras smiled, shaking his head at Tina's temptation.

"Enak, that's why you marry quickly," said Laras heat up the friend.

"Well, whoa, whoa, so how many rounds was that night? the atmosphere of rain in the village, surely Arga asked to continue huh?," guess Tina right.

"Two rounds, want the third round has been hunted at dawn, where I am also tired..," replied Laras smiling deliberately heat Tina while starting to confide in her experience.

"Haha, haha, just two rounds you're tired, the other newlyweds are up to seven rounds, it's safe, '" Tina laughed loudly.

"That's them, not me" Laras replied smilingly.

"But tomorrow, morning, afternoon until evening three more rounds Tin, hik, hik," Laras suddenly laughed telling the truth of his first night with Arga.

"Well, well, well, looks like you two really enjoyed your bridal night huh," decak Tina shook her head.

Barrel smiled.

"Oh yes Tin, you asked my dress and sandals, why do you know?,"

"I went to the boutique, all I chose,"

"Oh well deserved, everything fits in my body, the sandals are also all fitting, it turns out you are behind all this?," Laras looked surprised.

"Arga loves you so much Race, I can see from the way he meets all your needs, it turns out there is wisdom from the events at the beginning of your marriage,"

"Yes, Thank God God for giving me the best, after giving the worst at the beginning" said Laras smiling as he looked down at Arga who was asleep on his lap.

"Yes, I'm happy to see you happy Ras, but I miss you sometimes." the voice on the other side sounded sad.

"Tomorrow we meet and walk together yes, I will ask permission from Arga mas," entertain Laras after hearing the sad voice of the friend.

"Okay, yes, beware that you are lying!," said Tina happily.

"Yes, I won't lie, I promise!,"

"Okay, then I close first huh, greetings to Arga,"

"Okay, you be careful, yeah," Baras' message then turned off his phone.

Laras looked down again, watching the man sleeping on his lap, smiling and stroking the husband's thick hair.

"Thank you, for my sake, you've turned into a good man and husband, stay like this forever" she muttered, stroking her hair.

While waiting for Arga to wake up, Laras plays a mobile phone, opens YouTube.

Thirty minutes passed, Arga woke up.

"Darling, you didn't sleep?" he asked still with a lazy face.

"I'm not sleepy, mas,"

Arga grabbed the woman's right hand and rubbed her face. Laras just smiled looking at Arga's behavior.

"Mas, is there hot water here to brew tea? I want to make you some warm tea" Laras said later.

"There's in the pantry, and then my secretary will take it,"

Arga got up from the fall and sat down beside Laras.

"Thank you dear, you have given me your thighs to be my pillow" he said, kissing the woman's forehead.

The smiling barrel nodded his head.

"Wait a minute, I'll have Siska get hot water,"

Arga walked out of the room, headed to his desk, then picked up the phone handle and pressed the number button, which connected to his secretary's desk.

"Siska, please get me some hot water, tea and sugar, drop me off to my room now,"

"Alright sir," said Siska put the phone handle, with a dumb-ass face and gawking.

The secretary was surprised by the word "please" spoken by his President, who had been working for almost four years at this Company, not at all had he heard his Boss say the word "please" his employee.

And the secretary can already guess, there must be a big share of his wife who has changed her Boss to be more polite and talk more purposeful.

Before long, Laras had finished making her husband's favorite hot tea.

The couple came out of the room and sat on the sofa.

Arga sipped the tea made Baras.

"Your tea is always good, thank you," said the man smiling happily at his wife, who was answered with a nod of his head from Laras.

The more days the man loved Laras more and more dependence on the existence of the wife.

The rich man's life is now more colorful and his heart is always happy since Laras officially gave heart, love, body for him.

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