CEO Cold Yang Bucin

Jealousy 4

Orange smiled as she opened her eyes and found Lucas hugging her tightly and still asleep.

Orange tried to remove the hugging carefully, because the clock had shown at seven in the morning.

Even though today she has no class, but she has to get up early, to prepare breakfast and Lucas needs, she wants to be the perfect wife for her husband, although honestly he did not need to bother for it, anyway many household assistants in the house, but Jingga wanted to do every obligation as a wife.

Suddenly, the phone lying on the nightstand shook, Orange turned, there were two phones there, his and Lucas's. And the one that shook was Lucas, her husband. Orange extended her hand, grabbed the phone, inscribed Tsania's name, on the phone, Orange moved from the bed and intended to lift the call to her husband's ponsek.

" Hello ? What business is it ?" Ask Orange to the point.

" Where's Lucas ?"

" Sleep, what's the business ? Early in the morning call my husband ?"

Yes my husband ... Don't disturb S-U-A-M-I -K-U. !!

" There's nothing - I just want to return the handkerchief I borrowed yesterday !"

" O that handkerchief, get Lucas no longer need."

" No, I can't accept things that aren't mine !

That you know ? Then why are you bothering my husband !!

Orange closed his eyes, is dealing with a woman like Tsania a karma for him ?

" Well, if you force me to return the item, I'll represent Lucas to accept it, let's meet ?"

" Meet me, at the cafe near the office."

The phone connection was cut off, Orange was silent in position, long pensive before finally deciding to go back into the room and found Lucas still asleep in bed. Orange walked to the bed, then crouched there and looked at her husband's deep face, her hands stretched out slowly to touch her husband's face.

" Dear one ?"

Hearing the voice that called out to him, Luvss's eyes opened slowly.

" Are you awake ?" Ask Lucas.

" It's noon, take a shower and get ready to go to the office ." Speak Orange softly.

" ah... I feel lazy to go to the office." Lucas pulled back the blanket.

" No, didn't you say, there's unfinished work ?"

" Ah, yes I almost forgot, come here ?" Tell Lucas to go and sit on the edge of the bed. But suddenly Lucas pulled her, falling into his arms.

The man tightened his embrace.

" Anything's comfortable.... I don't want to go to work anymore." Lucas said loudly.

" It's noon, you're late."

" Have you forgotten ? I'm boss !"

Yes you are the Boss !

" Wake up, you're gonna have to work for your wife's money."

" Yes I have to work, I have to find money for my wife." Lucas said, and suddenly a cup, a short kiss, like a good morning kiss landed briefly on the lips of Orange.

" Are you in class today ?"

" Nothing."

" What are your plans today ?"

" Shop, spend your money, baby." Said Orange in a joking manner.

" Good ! Continue ! If less take an ATM card, in the drawer ." Lucas said happily, joking or real, they both smiled, because they were happy.

Suddenly Orange rose from the embrace.

" Here take a shower, I'll make you breakfast."

The orange left, and stood for a moment before the door, after closing it.

Sorry, lucas I'm not being honest with you, today I'm going to meet Tsania, I have to talk to her !!

****

Orang-orang sitting in a window seat, waiting for someone who is ready to fight, may sound better, but that's the case, today Jingga wants to give a warning to Tsnaia, her husband's old friend. To no longer bother and seek Lucas' attention.

This afternoon, instead of a good dress, like the wife of a wealthy businessman, the girl chose to wear the clothes she used to wear when out, her jeans and t-shirts, he said, hair that is tied high, to show its beautiful neck.

From home he has prepared everything, mentally also the words he will say, do not need to say much, say clearly and briefly. It instead looks graceful and not cheap, because abstinence for him must fight what else until the beatings and claws just for a man. Just be clear and don't make it big.

The woman we were waiting for arrived, Tsania. Walking gracefully towards her, the clothes she wore looked good and expensive. Very inversely related to it.

" I'm sorry, it's too late." Said Tsania, sitting in front of the orange.

And Orange pretends it's okay, with a fake smile.

Tsania calls the waiter and orders a drink, and Jingga watches with sexakma. Tsania is such a beautiful and graceful woman, every man must be tinkering with her.

For a moment Orange felt insecure with himself.

But soon he realized, now was not the time to compare himself and Tsania, remember what the original purpose here was ?

" Where's his handkerchief ?" Ask Orange cold.

But instead of taking and handing over the handkerchief, Tsania instead drank the yanh drink in her message gracefully.

Orange took a deep breath, tried to regulate his emotions, stretched his hand that had clenched tightly earlier, his fingers shriveled with the anger and fury that was suffering from it. He tried to resist the explosive feeling inside him so as not to flare up.

Orange really disliked the woman in front of him at this moment. Several times he tried to hold back his already itchy hands and feet in order not to attack Tsania. The woman behaved as if she did not appreciate the Orange.But the Orange tried to hold it, because, however, this is still in public, something that attracts people, it is very easy to vutal, because, apalgi concerns women who are willing to fight only because of men. Orange doesn't want that.

After a few breaths and already feeling quite certain that he would not raise his fist, Orange finally spoke once more.

" If you don't intend to return the handkerchief, throw it away, we no longer need it."

The orange got up, intending to leave, but he suddenly stopped.

" I don't like my husband, keeping other people's old stuff. Oh yea... Don't call Lucas, just to get his attention, it doesn't work, because Lucas himself, doesn't have time for it, we're too busy and happy, he said, until you don't realize there are flies outside who want to disturb !" Saying Orange confirms.