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#107 Friday again

After peeping his wife, Barack went to work. Luna stood at the door smiling sweetly as she waited for her husband to enter the elevator.

After Barack managed to get into the elevator he looked towards Luna while opening his coquettish eyes before the elevator door closed again.

Luna chuckles amusedly. He went back into the apartment to clean up before Cici came to him.

Luna walked towards the bathroom, but her steps came to a halt when she saw the shadow of the suitcase at the end of her eyes.

He looked to confirm the suitcase.

Luna chose to open the suitcase that caught her attention.

After being opened he found a few pieces of dirty clothes left over yesterday while at sea.

He took a deep breath. After that tidied up the dirty clothes and put them in a loundry plastic bag that was not far from his reach.

Before closing back the suitcase Luna saw a clear medicine bottle tucking in next to the suitcase. His hand grabbed the medicine bottle and his eyes probed towards the bottle.

The flash back on.

Aryo took the time to sneak into Barack's inn room before they left.

He watched every corner of the room while settling the sludge into the neatly arranged suitcase on the bed.

His gaze led to his hand that was holding the medicine while nodding his head and grinning full of satisfaction.

Afterwards, he stuffed the medicine bottle into the deepest part of Barack's suitcase.

Flash back off

"Barack brought his inflammatory medicine yesterday?, , but why is it different from the one in his old drawer?" for a moment Luna turned her eyes toward the drawer under Barack's closet.

The two eyebrows of Luna were raised.

"Maybe it's a heat sink?" he murmured while putting the drug into a drawer along with other inflammatory drugs belonging to Barack.

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That afternoon Luna and Cici were seen at the cafe waiting for Aryo's coworkers who had been told by Cici to Luna yesterday.

Luna walked from the cashier to the table with two cups of hot chocolate.

"For today there is no coffee, hot chocolate is more powerful to make your heart better" he said while thrusting a cup of hot chocolate towards Cici.

"Mm, thank you" he said in a flat tone.

Luna that day saw Cici more passive, he looks to be quiet like he is not her who is always crowded and passionate when living the day.

Luna realized it was all because of the incident of the night room she chose not to discuss it anymore.

Luna's eyes swept over Cici's silent face while playing her finger around the cup's lips repeatedly.

His gaze nailed when he looked at Lehar Cici who still looks visible traces of Aryo's kiss there.

Still slightly reddened but the edges have begun to turn a little yellow before disappearing by itself.

Cici was conscious from her daydream until the tip of her eyes looked towards the luna who was still looking towards her neck.

He lowered his head to ease his hand into his own nape while trying to cover the red marks from Luna's sight.

Luna cleared her throat to neutralize her awkwardness.

"Mm, , if you're not feeling well can leave me alone here to meet sir???" for a moment Luna stopped talking to recall her name.

" Sir what's his name?" he added in a tone asking towards Cici.

"Pak Andrian" Cici added to clarify.

"Oh yes Mr Adrian, , can you go home ci if you want?"

"Mm, , it's okay!" he said as he grabbed the phone from his bag.

"Pak Ardian chat me, he said can not come today" he said after reading a chat from Ardian.

"Well, , how free do we get here?" said Luna, her spirit began to fade instantly.

"Don't lemes so dong, tomorrow he wants to tell me again if it's done his business. His company is in Paris, he came here to take care of other businesses with Aryo. Well if you don't hear wrong at that time he said he wanted to find people who have talent designing dresses. My brain is on you! I haven't told you the same story yesterday, have I?"

Luna just nodded slowly trying to be a loyal listener. She smiled as she saw her best friend back in excitement again.

"Perhaps Barack knows her, is your husband's company in Paris also engaged in fashion right?"

"okay!"

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Barack met his British co-workers. Originally he was Indonesian but had moved for a long time and settled in England following his two masters.

She waited for the arrival of a short-haired forger in pitch black wearing a dress that looked very classy. Showing once that he is the son of an entrepreneur who is very influential in the business world.

"Miss Helena??" said a driver to a woman with characteristics that have been told by Barack before.

"Yes, it's me" he said in a coquettish tone.

"Are you Mr. Barack's messenger?" he took off his glasses.

"Let's come with me, Mr. Barack is waiting for Miss in the car" the driver said, showing Helena the way to the car.

After arriving, the driver opened the door and invited Helena to go inside.

"Hi" Helena's eyes stared fixedly at Barack's face.

"What my papah said is that you're really very handsome"

Barack stared strangely while smiling bitterly at him.

"Your father is exaggerated" he bribed in a flat tone.

"If I think it's good enough" his gaze now turned to investigate towards Barack.

"I heard you're married?, seriously?" he added.

Barack didn't answer he just raised his hand and put a ring around his ring finger.

"Owh, ? okay I believe. Take it easy I'm not the type of person who likes to snatch people's husbands" he said as if assuring Barack that his existence would not interfere with his family relationships.

Barack remained silent not one bit.

"Since I'm here representing my papah so I don't want to talk about business matters just yet. We'll start with that problem later. Now I want to eat rawon, the food I missed during my time in England. Can you take me to my subscription place that sells the best rawon here?" he said with a pleading tone.

Barack felt dizzy to hear the sound of Helena who kept snoring from earlier.

He prefers to talk to the driver to ask to take her wherever Helena wants.

"Take us where Miss Helena would like to go"

He breathed a long sigh for some time at that moment.

Helena threw a smile at Barack after she fulfilled her wish.

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Luna came home after leaving to spend time with Cici.

He walked into the apartment slowly entering the TV room.

But her face immediately became anxious when she saw her husband sleeping on the sofa.

He put his bag in a single chair and walked over to Barack.

Luna bent her two knees on the floor then her hand moved touching Barack's forehead.

She knew something was wrong with her husband's body after seeing Barack's face flushed red like boiled shrimp what else her reddened lips were.

Barack woke up his hand moving to grab Luna's hand which was stuck on her forehead then grasped it tightly.

"Is your body hot?" said Luna implied a concern in it.

"I'm fine" he said and then kissed Luna's hand that had been in his hand.

"Your lips are so red!, , your throat must have hurt, your inflammation was crumpled?, what was the same lunch?" Luna continued to shower Barack with her questions.

Barack still lying on the sofa he felt lazy to wake up and serve his wife's questions.

Pain and heat like burning are now being felt in the throat.

*** DON'T FORGET TO READ THE AUTHOR'S NEW NOVEL "MY SOUL"

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