BETWEEN THE CEO AND MAFIA 2

Follow Shooting Exercises

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"Where are you going?"

One question that Bayu often hears lately when he is about to leave. Prita, his wife was somehow so often asked where he was going. He would just go to the office as usual. He also asked what time he would come home, what his agenda was during the office, until anyone he would meet. One day he could ask the same question up to five times.

It was nice to get that kind of attention from his wife. He felt that the woman had become more loving and did not want to be left behind. Sometimes he canceled his not-so-important activities just to make love to his adorable wife. Prita won't refuse when he wants to.

This time the same. Bayu is ready to wear sports clothes, still asked where the destination is going.

"I'm going to go sport, honey. Look at my clothes." she replied as she twisted her body showing off the clothes she was wearing.

"I'm coming along" said Prita in a spoiled tone.

Bayu looked at him with astonishment, his wife wants to participate in sports too?

"I'm going to practice shooting, honey. Sure you wanna come?"

Prita nodded.

"Wait a minute!"

Prita ran towards the room. A few moments later, he was already out wearing his sports clothes.

"Ah, alright, then, come on!"

Bayu eventually relented and allowed Prita to follow him to the training ground.

There, Prita really joined the practice, not just watching or accompanying him. Although initially very disturbed when he heard the sound of gunfire from other members, but in the end he ventured to participate in holding the weapon.

"Don't be afraid, it's just an inanimate object. You'll control it."

Bayu calms Prita whose hands seem to shake when holding the gun first. He paired the earplugs on Prita to be more able to concentrate. The type of gun that will be used for training he told Prita to hold it with both hands while he guided it with his hands.

Bayu's position is right behind Prita, with the front body attached to Prita's back. A very romantic position. That's why Bayu prefers to teach Prita himself rather than telling the coach.

"Focus, concentrate on the target in front."

"Return your breath, don't hold your breath while shooting. Breathe in and breathe out slowly and dynamically."

"Use a natural firing stance, body position, leg width, arm force on the weapon and eye appropriate and natural direction on the target."

"Rilex.... "

Hearing the whisper of the word 'relax' in his ear made Prita blush in embarrassment. He remembered the words Bayu often said when the two of them were in contact. His concentration suddenly disappeared from thinking of a no-no.

"Let's concentrate instead of daydreaming."

The rebuke from Bayu made Prita focus again on the weapons and targets in front of him.

"When pressing the trigger, don't be yelled at, yeah. Just plain, stay calm. Use your feelings and emotions, so that this gun can reach the target as expected."

"You ready?"

Prita nodded. He returned to concentrate. Once steady, he pressed the trigger calmly.

Dor's!

One shot shot quickly towards the target. Missed, but still hit the edge.

"How about you try it yourself?"

Prita nodded. Bayu slightly moved away from her, giving her space to concentrate more on the target. Bayu did not expect, the gentle woman who always looked resigned in the bed could display the other side that was more courageous and confident.

Bayu did not dislike the two differences. He was happy to see his woman that way. Obey when in the room and dare when outside the room.

Dor's! Dor's! Dor's!

Some shots Prita slammed. Everything is not perfect about the target. But, it was already very good at least Prita dared to hold a weapon.

Bayu gives applause, "Good job, Honey. I'm proud of you."

Bayu pulled her into the embrace. The area of ears, cheeks, until finally ***** his lips.

"Oh, my God! This is a public place and you kissed me?" prita protests. She was shocked when Bayu suddenly kissed her lips.

"Nobody cares about us, you don't have to worry."

Bayu did not tell him that the place was actually he had rented to train himself with his men. So, there was no outsider other than Red Wine there.

"Want to try a longer one?" Bayu picked up a long shotgun.

"Can. What's the same way?"

"Hold and I'll teach you."

Bayu taught Prita to hold the weapon with the correct hand grip position.

"Looks like you'd rather be long, huh?" seductive Bayu in Prita's ear. "My mountain stood up for imagining you holding it like this rifle."

"You're trying to teach me or just want to pervert me?"

"It's a natural response if I linger close to you, dear."

"It looks like you lied about being impotent for five years, dear Mr. Bayu. Wherever you think you're always naf*su and very agile if we're in the room."

"Haha.... But I'm telling the truth. Mine can be upright again after meeting you."

"Awas only if used carelessly again, I swear impotent again."

"Trust me, I've changed. I am a very loyal person. There's no other woman I'm interested in other than you."

"good. If I knew you were still in contact with another woman, I wouldn't have thought twice about leaving you immediately."

"Your jealousy is great too."

"Are you not? I just met my ex-husband you're that angry."

"Oh, ****! Don't talk about him, I don't like him. And you'll never see him again without my permission."

"Come, focus. Point at target. Pull the trigger."

Dor's!

"Now try it yourself, it's a little heavy."

"God!"

Prita screeched as Bayu let go of her hand. The rifle he was holding was heavier than a gun. He practiced the way Bayu taught him. When he was ready to shoot, he pulled the trigger.

Dor's! Dor's! Dor's!

It turned out that doing things he had never done before was quite fun. Shooting practice is not as scary as he imagined. Almost the same as archery activities that he had been following.

"You wanna race with me? Five shots, the most hit the target he won. And the loser must obey the winning demand."

Bayu took the other rifle. He loaded a bullet into it to the brim.

"What is true? I just trained once and was invited to race? That's called cheating. We're not a worthy opponent."

"I really hope you lose, honey. Come on, do all you can to defeat me." Bayu grinned.

Prita screeched, "OK, even though the possibility of winning is almost impossible, I will keep trying."

Prita raised back his rifle with a face half irritated. This time, he was really seriously aiming at the target in front of him.

Meanwhile, Bayu smiled at the woman next to him. It turns out he had if competitive also when the first time learning.

Dor's! Dor's! Dor's! Dor's! Dor's!

Prita fired five bullets in a row. Of the five, almost all missed. Only one bullet hit the target board that was not too close to the middle.

Bayu held back a laugh, Prita's face looked even more annoyed.

"What's more, seeing me lose?"

"No, no. That's good enough, honey."

"Now, it's my turn, yeah."

Bayu raised his weapon, aiming it at the target in front of him.

Dor's! Dor's! Dor's! Dor's! Dor's!

The five shots that Bayu fired none of them hit the target. He deliberately shot with the origin so that his wife was happy.

"Ah, it turns out my shot was worse than yours, honey. I lost."

Bayu raised both his hands. Prita smiled happily because he won.

"Boss.... "

Ben's voice distracts them. Suddenly the man was already there. Prita folded his arms, he didn't like Ben very much.

"Why, Ben?"

"It seems there's a little obstacle there. Can we leave sooner than originally planned?"

"What obstacles?"

"There was a dispute between local residents and workers. So, the gan harvesting process.... "

"Stop, Ben. We'll talk later after this."

Bayu prevents Ben from continuing his speech. He realized that Prita was with him.

"Honey, you go home with the driver. I have business with Ben. It's a little long, you'll get tired of waiting."

Prita walked towards Bayu, grabbed his hand and leaned his head on his arm spoiled.

"I'll wait for you, just tell me what you want to talk about. I'll just be by your side and won't interfere" he said sulking.

"Livy's love, he'll be looking for you."

"I've already sued*suenya before leaving. Don't you like me being with you?"

Ben looked at the scene before him. He was confused as to how. Should he go or stay there. Prota's attitude is now very different from his previous attitude.

"How about this, Ben. My wife won't let me go. Looks like I should take her to bed now."

"Gee! Why say it like that in front of Ben!"

"Sorry, Ben. Let's talk about it next time. It's okay, right?"

"Yes, Boss. It's okay."

Ben had to give up. He left behind two sticky-looking lovebirds.