BETWEEN THE CEO AND MAFIA 2

The Beginning of Resistance

Prita was still at home slipping her head on her husband's chest. The mother-of-three suddenly became spoiled when she was near her husband.

After completing a pleasant husband and wife activity, both felt reluctant to get out of bed. Their bodies were still covered only by thick blankets. Behind the blankets, they were still embracing full of affection.

On a whim, Prita kissed her husband's chest area while occasionally giving small bites there. Bayu who had just fallen asleep slowly woke up again.

"Hm, why is this darling? Do you want any more?"

Bayu brought his wife's body closer to him. Anxiously, he squid the top of his wife's head.

Bayu rounded his eyes, "Honey.... You're so naughty." He was shocked because Prita's hand had moved to hold hers down there. Automatic drowsiness immediately disappeared instantly.

While the perpetrator just laughed a little to pay attention to the reaction of the husband with his behavior.

"Why does this thing never seem to sleep?"

"That's because of you, honey. Otherwise you hold him he won't wake up."

"Aah!"

"Honey.... Looks like you're felling me again, yeah."

Bayu changed his wife's position to under his confinement Prits still laughed like he was fishing her husband.

"The more you see the more fun, yeah.... "

"I'm glad to see you can be this happy. Sorry, yesterday made you cry. I'll try to keep you smiling like this."

The two looked at each other, exchanging smiles.

"In the beginning we know each other, your hobbies are frowning and getting angry. Whatever I do is always wrong."

"Now, my wife is such a sweet woman that she's afraid she'll be left behind."

Prita blushed her lips, "Are you going to leave me again?"

"Why? You're afraid I'll be tempted by another woman if I go?"

Prita shook her head, "I'm more afraid that there's a new wound on your body."

Bayu glanced at his own body which did have a lot of scars, "Is my body so ugly?"

Prita shook her head, "It hurts to see your wounds."

Bayu smiled, he brought Prita's hand to hold the scar on his waist.

"I've even forgotten what it's like to get these injuries. All I feel right now is happy, having a wife like you."

"If time could repeat itself, I'd like to get to know you early. I should have known you since High School or even Junior High so you wouldn't have to know your ex-husband. You should only know me."

Prita laughed a little at Bayu's words.

"Are you laughing?" Bayu looked at him in wonder. It should be a romantic moment, his wife laughed.

"Mas.... If you knew me in High School, I'd still be in first grade. Especially if Mas knew me at Junior High, then I'm still a toddler, right?"

Bayu just realized, Prita's words have a point as well. Their age gap is nearly ten years.

"Ah, that means I was born too soon." Bayu felt weak to know the facts about himself. "It's only right then that you want to call me 'Om'. Indeed you used to have no manners at all yes, towards me."

Prita laughed amusedly, "It's okay, Mas. You don't look that old anyway. Still looks dashing, though.... "

Bayu brought his face closer until their noses stuck together, "Do we have to repeat three times?" goda.

"His language suddenly changed?" Prita immediately stopped laughing.

"You say the word gallant.... I want to show it again."

Ting! Ting! Ting!

Their activities were interrupted by the sound of incoming messages.

"It looks like your phone, Mas."

With a feeling of annoyance, Bayu flicked the blanket and then came down from the bed.

"That's it.... Mas! Put some clothes on!" exclaimed Prita saw her husband so confidently walking in the room without wearing anything.

Bayu grabbed his phone, there was an incoming message from his father. He already had an uneasy feeling seeing his father's name appear on the phone screen. He opens a message from his father, some photos of the post that bring up a portrait of Ben with his wounds. Her father already knows about her whereabouts and Ben becomes the target of her father's ire. With trembling hands, Bayu called her father's number.

"My son, I'm glad you're alive."

"What have you done to Ben!?"

Bayu said with a tinge of emotion. His loud voice to make Prita shocked while wearing his sleeping kimono. It seems that her husband is angry with someone.

"I haven't done anything yet. I just gave him the punishment for lying to me."

"Ben doesn't know anything. Your business with you, motherfucker! Why are you bringing Ben!?"

Bayu mentions Ben's name, meaning there is a relationship with his father. Prita brought her husband's sleeping kimono. She approached her angry husband and helped him put on his clothes.

"Haha.... Do you care about his fate? What I'm gonna do to Ben is none of your business."

"I really won't forgive you if anything happens to Ben." Bayu's eyes started to glaze over.

"Oh, huh? What can you do to challenge me? Isn't your skill just escape?"

"Please stop now while I still think of you as a father."

"I am your father forever I am your father."

"I'll fight you."

"Your weakness is so much, just seeing Ben die you're scared. How can you beat your father?"

"Dad!" yell again.

"I won't stop until the end."

"Go back to the mansion if you still want to see Ben alive. You know better what your father is like."

Bayu's face looked pale after receiving the call. He seems very worried.

"Why, Mas?"

Bayu shows photos of Ben to Prita without saying a word. Prita was surprised to see it. The injuries that Ben suffered were cruel.

"I have to go back to City J. I'm sorry."

Now Bayu feels like he wants to go berserk so. Just as he was reunited with his wife, the father again gave him a threat.

Prita gently grasped her husband's hand, reciprocated with a hug by Bayu.

"Darling, I want this to be over soon and live a normal life with you."

"Do I have to kill everyone in the world to be able to live quietly with you?"

Prita felt her husband's body tremble. He could only stroke her back to calm her down.

"I have to call someone."

Bayu let go of his embrace and then refocused on his phone. He contacted someone. Long enough he had to wait for his phone to be picked up to make him restless.

"Hello?"

"Mahr.... Are you still there?"

"Yes, I'm still in this village. Wh why? Are you okay there?"

"Can you come back here?"

"Why indeed? My job here isn't done yet, I can't go home yet."

"The people you're after are all in J City, why are you staying there?"

"I know, but I need evidence from here to bring them to justice."

"They also hid their evidence in City J."

"Well, are you a detective now, how do you know? Please don't joke like this, my job is not to mess around."

"I'll give you important documents that you can use to get them to jail. Go home first, I mean it."

"Ah.... I don't know if you're really serious. If the evidence is valid, take it to the nearest police station."

"There's no cop I trust other than a police statue, a sleeping cop and you."

"Haha.... If you joke like that, how can I believe it?"

"The warehouse of Mr. Saddam's lumber company in the XXX area, he hid two tons of marijuana. Do it yourself there, do not give any notice. Prove that my words are true."