BETWEEN THE CEO AND MAFIA 2

The Impatient Man

Prita was stunned to see Bayu's body after her clothes came off. The strong sturdy body was filled with scratches and bruises. Bayu's condition is more severe than it seems. How about such a body he could still go see her even ask her to joke? She should have been hospitalized, not come to see him.

Prita turned towards the back. The wound there looks worse than it is on the front. The scar on his left shoulder was back open. Prita took the liquid to clean the wound.

The mood became quiet. They were both laughing and joking, now they were both very serious.

"You're silent because you see my body like this, huh?" ask Bayu. "Don't be surprised, it's normal for me" he continued.

"Although my condition is like this, believe me, I am still strong to continue our activities earlier. Mine is still healthy and can make you good."

"Aduwh!" pekik Bayu's.

Prita pressed his wound while giving the wound medicine. "Enak, right? Want again?" said Prita with a high tone.

He is serious about treating her but Bayu keeps telling her. Especially with the discussion that embarrassed him.

"Garak. I could die if you keep fighting." Baby protested.

"Eat him silence. It's a hospital, yeah, not a place of entertainment. Your words can make other people uncomfortable."

Prita completed the task by attaching a bandage to the wound. He re-cleansed the used equipment put in a P3K box.

"What about Daniel?"

"The doctor said he was in good condition, but should still be evaluated over the next one to three months."

Prita took his cell phone, dialed someone's number there.

"Hello, Alex. Please bring clothes for your boss."

"Bos Bayu has come?"

"Yes. If there is, choose a shirt. Livy and Leta come here."

"Well, Miss Prita."

Prita kept her phone back. Bayu's eyes follow the direction of Prita's movement. He looks busy walking to and fro. He took a blanket from the closet. Unexpectedly, it turns out that Prita covers him.

"While wearing this until Alex comes with your clothes."

"Look at me like a cheerful man."

"Rather than people thinking weird, it's better this way."

"That strange thinking seems to be just you. Let's realise what's in your brain."

Prita gives a sharp glare. The man did not have any kapok-kapok provoke his frustration, "Tau who is in my brain? I'm gonna hit you on the shoulder again."

"Uh.... He said he wanted to take care of me. Your call is so sweet, so different when we talk directly like this."

"If people are treated like you, everyone I think will be upset too."

Bayu put away the blanket that covered his body. He stretched out both his hands.

"What?"

"I'm a real miss. You don't want to give me a hug?"

Prita is grieving, there is only Bayu's behavior. But he also has the same feeling. Although half-ashamed, Prita welcomed the embrace. He wrapped his hands around Bayu's back until both of their bodies were attached.

For three days Prita had trouble sleeping waiting for news from Bayu. Being able to see him back made her feel relieved. I don't know why the man's body feels so comfortable when he used to hate him so much. Hate all the coercive nature of a Bayu.

"Are you really worried about me?"

"Ehm. I couldn't sleep for a few days thinking about you and Dean."

"You should be treated until you recover. The wounds on your body are very worrying."

"I can't wait any longer to see you."

Bayu put his head in the recess of Prita's neck. The smell of the body that he loved.

"But you still need treatment."

"Then you took care of me like you said on the phone."

"Ah, I don't want to let go of this. It's very convenient." Bayu tightened his embrace.

"Don't be so tight."

Bayu's reflex released his embrace, "Sorry, yes. I'm really nervous about you."

He laid Prita's body on the sofa, while he was on it. His eyes kept watching the beautiful eyes of the woman before him. He seemed to be nervous and confused about being treated that way. His expression was funny when cornered. Slowly he drew his face closer to make it clearer to see.

"When are we getting married?"

"Your condition is still like this and you can talk about marriage?"

"You're not looking for an excuse to run away from me, are you? Are you planning to avoid our marriage?"

Prita. His body could not be moved while both hands were held on the sides of his head.

"Are you still thinking about your ex-husband? You want to go back to her?"

"You're crazy, aren't you? She is married to Andin. How could I think that."

"Goodoo. From now on you can only think of me."

Prita squinted her eyes, "My children?"

"Ah, yes, I mean you can only think of me and your children."

Prita chuckles. Looks like Bayu still can't accept having a rival even though it's his children.

"What if we get married tomorrow?"

Prita rolled his eyes, the man was always impatient. "I told you to wait for you to heal, and we'll talk about this again."

"I'm cured." Bayu remained steadfast on his stance.

"What are you worried about with my body? Everything works fine, you know? Are you still curious about your favorite part? You think I'm impotent, don't you hesitate to marry me right away?"

"Well! I never even thought about it. Even if you are like that, I.... " Prita did not continue his words.

"I what? If you speak it must be clear." urged Bayu.

"I don't have a problem either." Prita threw her face away, not daring to return the gaze Bayu gave.

"I want to marry you because your kindness is so much for me. Especially my children. And you've been trying to become a better person. I think marrying you was the right decision."

"Even if you have shortcomings, I am not a perfect person. I don't have a problem."

Bayu smiled broadly, "How could I not be crazy about you if your attitude was this good."

"But I don't want to get married in a hurry. At least wait until Daniel is allowed to go home"

"Okay, I can wait until then."

"And I don't want a wedding."

"Why?"

"Because I want marriage to be just for us, not for anyone else."

Actually there was a sense of trauma Prita once married luxuriously, but his married life is not as beautiful as fairy tales. When married, she felt better the queen of the day that everyone loved. After marriage, the queen is just a nickname without power, throne, or crown. Especially having to deal with a divorce that feels even more painful.

"All right, I'll follow your will."

"Then let me go. When will it be like this?" protest Prita who still can not move because of the act of Bayu.

The cup!

In the end Bayu again clenched his lips without permission. There was nothing he could do but surrender to accept because his body could not be moved.

I don't know why just a kiss can feel so good. When the two lips are fused together, his love for Bayu the more clearly he feels. The man made her comfortable, her every touch made her feel loved.

"Boss.... "

Alex came straight in without excuse. He looked at the position of his boss was overlapping Prita under him. The two kissed when he came. His eyes glanced to and fro. Wanting to leave has also entered. If he stays there, maybe his boss will continue his intimacy. Will he be shot dead because he is disturbing?

Bayu resentfully let go of his kiss. His eyes were sharp towards Alex who was clearly already bothering him.

Meanwhile, Prita feels saved. He could hardly breathe because Bayu was so aggressive in controlling his lips. Eventually the man let go too.

"Mmmm.... Do I have to go out?" ask Alex awkwardly.

Bayu still looked at her without comment.

"No need, Alex. Get me the clothes I asked for." said Prita.

Alex stepped foot closer as his eyes continued to watch Bayu's eyes.

"Here, Miss Prita."

"Thank you, Akex."

Prita immediately opened the contents of the bag. He chose one outfit that he felt was suitable for Bayu. Grey color short sleeve shirt. He opened one by one button the shirt, then he wore to cover the body of Bayu that was covered with wounds.