(Tak) Bile Sepahit Bile
Section 32
"So, Mr. .. is there anything you want to talk about?" asked Cempaka who was standing in front of Caesar.
The man took him into the room, so that their conversation would not be heard by the father. Caesar looked up, looking at the woman he had been married to for several weeks. Seeing the appearance of Cempaka who is not much different from the servants in his house.
"Do you like wearing those clothes?" ask Caesar later.
Cempaka frowned, then replied, "I mean Sir?"
Caesar sighed, turning away from Cempaka's innocent gaze. Next stood up and faced the woman. Cempaka's eyes flickered uncontrollably, his body tensed in alarm as Caesar's steps further eroded the distance.
"I asked you once again, do you like wearing those clothes? The clothes that lately have been very damaging to my eyes when you're wearing them" Caesar asked suppressing his every remark.
Cempaka lowered his head as the black bead rained down on his cornea. Restless, nervous, the hand that twisted the end of the servant's dress became her mark.
"Say, who asked you to wear those clothes? I know I don't want you to wear it, do I?" press Caesar increasingly makes the cempaka hit by nervousness.
"I know Eva asked for it. You don't have to cuddle up anymore, and take off those fucking clothes. My eyes hurt because of it" Caesar said, drawing his face closer to Cempaka.
The woman rewinded her head, the distinctive scent of the air coming out of the man's mouth always making her intoxicated.
"You gonna let go or should I do it?" Caesar pulled both sides of the garment rough, until it was torn apart.
Cempaka's shoulders were exposed freely, almost opening the chest. Sort of both hands Cempaka covered it, while bowing his head in shame.
"I'll let go, sir." Cempaka avoided when Caesar's hand was about to reach his body.
Caesar growled, pulled Cempaka's body and devoured his lips. Wild and a little rough until Cempaka shed tears as his back hit the wall. Long enough the man did so until the sense of emotion within slowly evaporated and left.
Caesar took off the pagutan, hunting the voracious air. He clasped their foreheads, rubbing Cempaka's cheeks of regret. The sobs of the woman's cries out softly, making the regret in Caesar's heart accumulate.
"sorry. Ii'm sorry. I have no intention of hurting you. From tomorrow I don't want to see you wearing these clothes. Youunderstand?" caesar said on the sidelines of his breath.
Cempaka nodded with a gaze that remained lowered. Caesar moved his forehead away, rubbed Cempaka's nape and made her look up. Seeing them meet, fear clearly emanated in the two brown beads.
"I'm sorry." Caesar kissed Cempaka's lips gently. Swiping it full of regret, could not bear to see the fear in the beautiful bead.
"I'm going back to the office." Caesar said he hoped for something.
However, the woman just nodded her head without understanding what the husband wanted.
"That's all?" caesar asked, raising one of his eyebrows.
Cempaka frowned confusedly and asked, "You mean, Mister? I should what?" ask Cempaka confused.
The man's lips formed a smile, his thumb rubbing both corners of Cempaka's eyes.
"I need something that can arouse my spirit in work" he said ambiguously. Those mischievous eyes were incessantly staring at Cempaka's rancid lips despite not being polished as thickly as Eva.
"Whole spirit? What's that like?" Cempaka is getting confused about it.
Caesar sighed, looking down while smiling anxiously. The innocent behavior of his second wife made Caesar always unable to hold back.
Cempaka widened, slightly open his mouth. I didn't think the man would ask for that from her.
"You've been a long time." Caesar grabbed him gently. This time washed away Cempaka, the two women's eyes closed, feeling the soft touch of the lips of the husband.
Caesar took off the pagutan, rubbing the lips slowly.
"Next time I want you to do it" said Caesar as he moved away from Cempaka's body.
"Mmc ... Signore. What if Miss Eva asks. What do I have to answer?" cempaka asked an unthinkable answer to that unexpected question.
Caesar turned around, smiling gently at him.
"Let's just say, I tore your shirt off." Caesar turned around again and continued his steps towards the door, but turned back and accidentally saw Cempaka's cheeks blushing in embarrassment.
Caesar frowned while smiling. Consciously noticed, Cempaka's smile disappeared instantly.
"No need to drive. Just rest in your room. I just want you to cook for me, nothing else."
Cempaka nodded his head obediently, he stood up while holding back the clothes so as not to fall. Caesar smiled happily as he passed from Cempaka's room.
"Do I really have to say that? What if Miss Eva gets angry?" Cempaka muttered after the door of his room closed. What he did not know was that Caesar was still there hearing his murmur.
Cempaka took a change of clothes, and went into the bathroom. Stare at the torn servant's clothes and throw them into the basket. He soaked in warm water relaxes the muscles of his body that stiffens.
"So, you like my cooking? Argh .. I don't believe it. Lucky first I often dabble in cooking plus recipes from the mistress .. It seems my ideals to build a restaurant will be realized." Cempaka closed his eyes, imagining a restaurant of his own.
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"Mrs, what's wrong? It looks like you're nervous today" asked one of Eva's colleagues who noticed her face throughout the meeting.
Eva grunts, she won't tell them about Cempaka. He smiled back at all the looks he had on him.
"It's nothing, it's just that I feel a little unwell. It feels like lately often feel nauseous. I don't know, I don't know myself," Eva ended with a long sigh.
"Oh ... Madame. You may not be pregnant. Have you checked with a doctor? The complaints you said earlier usually occur in pregnant women in the first trimester," said one of Eva's other friends.
Eva was stunned, how could she be pregnant? While the doctor sentenced him barren and will not be able to have children. But again, he did not forget that he was doing a show.
"really?" Eva's smile rose as bright as the morning sun. Put on a happy surprised face.
"Yes, Madam. Try to check with the doctor. You may be pregnant." The others chimed in, giving support to Eva.
Eva smiled sweetly, like a person who gets unexpected surprises.
"Ah, yes. I'll see a doctor later. My husband must be happy to hear this. Indeed, lately I always feel nauseous, especially in the morning," said Eva exaggerated.
"It's not wrong, ma'am. You are indeed pregnant. Back then, when I was pregnant with my first child, I felt the same way." Enthusiastic one by one of Eva's colleagues said that.
"Well .. I can't wait to tell this to my husband." Eva moves. He said goodbye to all his friends as if he was happy.
