Brother's Best friend
Chapter 42
Theo moved restlessly in his room. Staring at the wall clock that already showed at 6 pm. He went home with his wife, she refused. He was still worried about going to see his brother-in-law or not. Theo wanted to tell the truth to his wife but Theo was afraid of his wife's angry reaction.
Theo knew very well, if his wife was angry, she would be quiet for a long time and would not talk to him. It was a thousand times more painful when his wife silenced him, and he either yelled, got angry or hit him to know what his wife's reaction was like. But, if his wife is silent, Theo will not know and understand what his wife means.
"Sir.." said his secretary to his surprise.
"Yes? yes." answered Theo.
"It's time to go home. I want to pamper. Do you still have a job I can help you with?" the secretary named Goddess.
"No. Thank ye. I'm also getting ready to go home" she replied rather nervously.
"alright. I'm sorry sir." said Dewi left Theo's room.
Theo sighed leaning his body on the back of his chair. Loosening a little tie that makes it like choking, but every day that's how it feels.
The wall clock is showing at 8 p.m.
Ting..the message on Theo's phone.
Theo read it right away.
'Don't see your wife in the lobby of the XX hotel, 'cause if you don't come, your wife will. The contents of the chat message that turned out to be from Kamila.
Theo swore annoyed, he had to do something. Until whenever he does not want to betray the trust of his wife. With great difficulty he had gained confidence in his feelings for his wife first, and Theo did not want to destroy with the blink of an eye.
Theo must be firm with Kamila and will be honest with his wife after meeting Kamila.
Theo went into his office bathroom and cleaned himself up. Not to forget he changed his clothes with a change of clothes that his wife deliberately prepared in a room near his room so that if at any time he needed easy for him.
She was not dressed up to meet Kamila, but wanted to show that she was going to end her drama with Kamila.
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Theo arrived at exactly 9pm at the XX hotel Kamila was referring to. Upon arrival in the lobby, Theo was about to ask the receptionist but was immediately approached by a room service officer who seemed to have been paid by someone to pick him up in the hotel lobby.
"Excuse me, with Mr Theodore?" greet the officer.
"Yes." replied Theo briefly staring at the officer filled with question marks.
"Let's go, I'll take you!" bring the officer.
Theo followed the male attendant to the hotel elevator up to their destination floor, the 10th floor. Theo didn't ask much or talk much, he just followed wherever the officer went. Until arriving at a room door that points to the number 1020. The officer rang the doorbell of the room.
"Madam, I've taken the person you mean." shouted the officer who soon appeared Kamila gave a hefty tip to the officer and immediately left Theo with Kamila.
Kamila, wearing only a bathrobe and wet hair, seemed to have taken a bath.
"Come in! I thought you weren't coming. You're still afraid of your wife, aren't you?" kamila said laughing as she walked into the room with a mocking laugh.
"We talk outside." Theo stood in front of the door without going inside.
Theo stepped inside, he was forced to enter. Because what Kamila said was true. He doesn't want his wife to misunderstand him from others about being in the hotel if he hears later.
"Say!" firmly Theo sat on the sofa far in front of Kamila sitting down.
"Patience! You have to be a little patient." Kamila said casually.
"If there is no other business. I'm leaving." Theo stood up and was about to leave but his body immediately stiffened, Kamila grabbed him from behind and could feel his body was not wrapped in anything, regardless of where the bathrobe was. Theo immediately brushed off the hook though not easy enough, but instead gave Kamila the opportunity to hold Theo's body from the front.
"I want you, ever since I felt your touch back then, I've wanted you more in me." Kamila whispered still holding Theo in front of her.
Theo closed his eyes, his body stiffened, goosebumps at Kamila's touch.
"Take me off!" whispered Theo though not shouting but his tone was sharp and cold, frightening.
Kamila was horrified to find Theo's gaze like the eyes of others. Theo strangled Kamila's neck strongly, while Kamila, who was in pain, beat Theo's arm because she could not speak because of the giggling of Theo's hand on her neck.
"Don't try to lure me, if you don't want to do any harm. I can do more than this as long as you know.." Theo's hand chuckles get tighter and Kamila's almost out of breath.
Theo's loud phone voice surprised Theo, because Theo had indeed the tone of the call from his wife, Kalila. Theo immediately removed his hand from Kamila's neck and raised the phone call.
Kamila who was pushed when he released the choke just sat down coughing as much air as possible and almost he was out of breath and his life floated.
Kamila was really surprised by Theo's self, which no one knew. Theo did not want to, he returned to his old self.
"Remove that video! Don't mess with me or my wife anymore. I can be even more cruel than this. You were saved by my wife today, otherwise, you'd come home with just a name. Catch that!" theo left the hotel room and received his wife's cell phone call.
**
"Good night." said Kalila in front of the apartment door, greeting her husband who I don't know seems to be daydreaming despite being seen looking at her.
"Honey.." said Kalila again who immediately hit Theo who 'attacked' his wife blindly with a lot of kisses and kisses all over his face and lips that he kissed long ago with *******, hispan.
Lying if Theo's body does not react when he was hugged Kamila naked earlier. Theo just wants to finish his passion with his wife. Now they are not wearing anything, Theo carrying his wife's body in front while still continuing to kiss the lips of the wife down to the neck by leaving not only a few traces. Take her to their room and continue what happened.
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