
Waking up in the arms of a loved one is one of the happiest things for Belva.
Early in the day Belva often woke up. And the first time he saw was the handsome face of Gilang who was sound asleep. Hands hugging his waist. And one more hand was used as a pillow by Belva.
Belva loves the smell of Gilang's fragrant body. Always smell if you are near Belva. The aroma always makes Belva miss if they are far apart.
Seeing Gilang who was sound asleep made Belva can be satisfied to look at Gilang's handsome face. Unarguably old, Gilang's face looks still twenty-five years old. Compatible and fitting if coupled with Belva.
"Are you satisfied to see Mas?"
Belva was surprised to hear the voice of Gilang. After Belva, Gilang was still fast asleep.
"Mas Gilang is awake?"
Gilang laughed a little. "Even you wake up earlier than you. Look at you first. If you want to wake up, pretend to be asleep."
"Ih, so kegeeran, right, know I understand Mas Gilang while Mas Gilang sleeps."
Gilang's laughter broke. Sounds echoed at four o'clock in the morning because the atmosphere was still quiet.
"It's okay, right, admiring your own husband."
"Where, anyway, let Mas Gilang stay young like this? My husband doesn't seem to be thirty years old."
"That's because I'm making love to you, baby."
Belva frowned looking at Gilang suspiciously. "Since before getting married, even Mas Gilang has looked young. If the reason is because it is often the same with me, continue as long as I am not married with Mas Gilang so who is it?"
Glazed his two eyes. Belva's answers and questions were beyond Gilang's expectations. I thought Belva would blush. But it turned out to be a question that Gilang never thought before.
"Why silence, Mom? Confused what to answer?" Belva breaks Gilang's silence.
Gilang shook his head. "Not confused, honey. Because it's not close to any woman."
"So it doesn't have to be close either."
"But it's not like that. You don't believe me, honey? You know, yeah. Whatever, you want to believe what is not. After Mas divorced from Micah, Mas never did that with any woman. It sounds like impossible for Mas who has a bad past. But it's like that, honey."
Belva's lips formed a smile. I was happy with the answer that I gave. Whether true or not, Belva's only duty is to believe. Moreover, it's all in the past. The most important thing now is that Gilang's heart and body are only for him.
"Thank you, yes, my mother, for convincing me. I was just kidding."
Belva's nose pinched Gilang with anxiety. "Ih, what a prank, yeah, you. What kind of law do you want?"
Belva shook her head. "No way, Mas. Shower, end it's morning prayer. Adzan will soon."
"Brake together, huh?"
Belva quickly shook her head. "No! If Mas Gilang wants to mop up, take a bath in another bathroom."
"Mandi together is also a spit, dear. Save time."
"There is no story of saving time. Mas Gilang if bathing together must have done so first."
"This morning is no, dear."
"This time I don't believe in Mas Gilang."
But no matter how strong Belva refused, Gilang still managed to realize his wishes.
Taking a bath together is something that should not be missed as long as there is an opportunity.
And Belva's guess is true. There was a twenty-minute ritual before they actually bathed and performed the congregational dawn prayers in their rooms.
***
For the first time in a year as Gilang's wife, Belva came to Gilang's office.
With a smile on his lips, Gilang held Belva's hand. Even his hands had already moved to Belva's waist when the two were already standing before the employees.
They wonder, who is the pregnant beautiful woman who is being held by Gilang. He still looks very young. They would have been surprised if they knew how old Belva was.
"Good morning, everyone," said Gilang starting a special apple this morning.
"Good morning, sir," replied all of them simultaneously.
"You must be wondering, who is the beautiful woman standing next to me."
Belva reviews a smile and looks at Gilang for a moment. Who does not flower is praised as beautiful in the presence of many people like this.
Gilang looks so proud to have Belva as his wife.
"He is my wife. Name's Belva. We were officially married a year ago."
Almost all employees were surprised to hear that the leader had released his youth a year ago.
After them, not Belva who was engaged to Gilang.
"You may meet. But please don't rush because my wife is pregnant."
One by one, they greeted Belva to get acquainted. Most were enthusiastic, some looked at him cynically. It doesn't matter that Belva is the wife of the bigwigs at the company they work for.
After the introductory session was completed, Gilang immediately took Belva's hand to go up to his room on the top floor.
Gilang room is so spacious with a design that according to Belva is monotonous. No wonder because who occupied it was originally also a cold man who can now melt because of Belva's love.
"What's my schedule today, Ju?" ask Juan.
"Let's meet at the end of the month, boss."
Gilang nodded in understanding. "You can call me when everything's ready."
"Good, boss."
Juan came out of Gilang's room. Gilang immediately locked the room and sat next to Belva.
"Kok, locked?"
"Likes, Mas, dong. The room itself."
Belva poked her lips at her husband's arrogance. "Keep me doing here?" ask him to Gilang.
"Nemenin Mas work, dong."
"Just be quiet like this? Really ngebosenin. Mending me at Mama's house like this."
"Once, Honey. You can sit here, sleep in the room can also. There's a little to do now."
"Did he have his room?"
Gilang nodded his head. "The door is in a room, honey," he answered, pointing to the door in one corner of the room.
"I think it's the bathroom."
Gilang laughed and headed to his desk to finish his job.
***
Just sitting still is so boring. Belva had already finished reading one novel that she had brought along for an hour waiting for Gilang to finish his conversation.
Belva sleepy. There are no signs Gilang will be finished yet.
Seeing Gilang focus on his laptop with his glasses perched sweetly on his nose, Belva was blown away.
Gilang's good looks increased many times when he was serious like this.
Suddenly something rippled inside his body.
It could be the pregnancy hormones she's feeling. During pregnancy, gai*nya is getting higher. Whenever Gilang asked Belva never refused. Moreover, the doctor has made sure that the content is strong and there is no problem whatsoever.
Belva approached Gilang who was serious. Swiping Gilang's shoulders slowly to awaken Gai*ah Gilang.
Don't get fished first. Seeing Belva silent Gilang already can not resist his desire.
"Live a little more, dear. Patience, yes."
Actually Gilang was talking to himself. He told her to be patient for a moment.
"What's under is impatient, Mom," whispered Belva right in Gilang's ear.
The warm breath of Belva made Gilang clench his hands. Trying to hold back, but still can't.
Gilang pulled Belva to sit on his lap.
Belva smiled with satisfaction at the sight of Gilang being tempted by her.
"Start naughty you, dear."
"I want you now, Mom."
"By pleasure, my dear."
In the morning, the two were busy exchanging sweat and pleasure. Air conditioners have no effect on the hot atmosphere they create.
The room was filled with the sound of both des*han.
There was an unusual sensation that Belva felt. Usually only on the bed, sofa or bathroom. Now both of them do it in Gilang's office room. On the work chair that Gilang sat.
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