Ceo Galak That's My Husband Candidate

#146 Wants you !

For almost 7 years Barack lived like hell.

"You think the mastermind behind all this is Adrian?" Klara tried to guess Barack's thinking.

"I hope so, 'but I can't prove that he did" Barack grabbed a cup of coffee on the table, took a sip later.

"Then?, , what's your plan now?"

Barack massaged his forehead as if the man was thinking hard.

"I don't know, , I don't want to rush. For me now the most important thing is, 'I want to see my Son. And I also want everything to flow like water" Barack's eyes looked blank, slowly he pulled his back towards the back and let out a long sigh.

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Time shows at 7 p.m. Luna has completed her design.

The woman glanced at the door, hoping Barack would come because she had to give her new design.

And of course so that the business is quickly completed. He also wants to go home soon.

Luna glanced towards the clock in her hand. Sighing deeply to neutralize his stressed mind because he had to work hard to fulfill Barack's wishes.

Luna leaned her body on the sofa, hoping that her fatigue would disappear after taking a short break while waiting for Barack.

But the woman was sleeping there.

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Barack stepped into his study. His eyes immediately turned towards Luna who was asleep on the sofa.

He walked slowly closer to Luna. The man stood beside the sofa, while his eyes gently looked at the woman's face. The face he had wanted to see all along. The longing that stirred the gebu as if thrashing in his chest. Asking to embrace the woman's body immediately. Barack controlled himself well.

Now Barack sat on the floor, leaning his back against the sofa where Luna was there.

His hand moved to grab a piece of paper on the table and stared at the design Luna had just completed.

Barack sighed later, the man turned his face towards Luna. Staring at the face of the woman he had not seen for a long time in a state of sleep like this.

He smiled, feeling very happy to see the Woman who still occupied the highest throne in his heart.

This yearning for several years was treated when he only saw his face.

His hands moved to tidy up the hair that covered Luna's forehead.

Barack tried to do it slowly, so as not to disturb his sleep. However, Luna felt the movement of someone there. The woman opened her eyes, looked ahead and saw Barack's face right in front of her.

Luna's eyes were round, she was surprised to instantly change her position to sit on the sofa.

"What are you doing!!" Luna seemed to know Barack was deliberately sitting there so that she could approach him.

"This" Barack nailed his hand in the air by holding a piece of paper.

"I just wanted to see this" Barack got off the floor, he walked away from Luna and sat on a single sofa.

Luna felt awkward, she tidied up her shirt. He looked down, keeping his face from feeling embarrassed when the man had to watch him fall asleep in his study.

"I hope that design will satisfy you!" luna's speech sounded relaxed, but somehow more mocking impressed for Barack.

"If I say, I don't like it. Will you still survive here and make designs again!! to satisfy me?" the edge of his eyes moved to see Luna.

Luna turned her face towards Barack. He breathed a rough breath.

"I want you!!" say Barack for a moment.

Luna's chest beat faster when she heard the man's words.

Can not be denied, deep in his heart the name of Barack is still stored well there. Pipi Luna meet. Either because of shame or anger at that time.

"Ee, , I mean, I need you to make another design!" Barack made his words clear.

"You got into Grub Dirga too to design, didn't you?? then why when I asked you to make a dress design for me you rejected it!!"

Luna sighed, as if she felt Barack was attacking her personally.

"Do you think I turned it down, , then what I've been here for spent my time designing all this!!" Luna got up from the sofa, she took a mask to leave, but Barack pulled her hand. The man still sat on the sofa.

"Sorry!!, , this is the first time after a few years we don't greet each other. Could you take a minute. To listen to me?" Barack spoke with a demanding tone.

"What should I hear from you? if you want to explain about that time, I'm sorry I don't have time!"

"It's about our Son" Barack stopped saying, as if giving Luna time to digest his words.

"Can I see him?" he added.

The woman didn't budge, she just remained silent. His heart seemed to have heard Barack's request, he also felt that he had suffered for too long.

Barack let out a long sigh, as if he knew the answer when he saw that Luna was silent.

"Sorry!!, , if you don't allow him to meet with me, , I won't insist" Barack could have sued Luna in court. But for him to bring them home back his clap was far more important.

Barack got off the couch.

"Can't we go back to what we used to be?" barack's voice sounded heavy. He still held Luna's hand there.

Luna nailed her body, she still stood her back to the man.

"I can't!, , to me, the wounds you gave back to this day are still in effect!"

"It's been years Luna. Can't you just listen to my explanation now?" Barack stepped closer to Luna, she hugged the woman from behind.

Clutching her tightly, savoring the fragrance of Luna's body that seeped into her nose, inhaling it to the deepest part of her chest.

Luna was surprised, her hand trying to take off Barack's hand that was coiled around her waist.

"Barack!, , don't be like this!" Luna tried to push Barack's body with both elbows.

His breathing sounded harsh and hunting as he tried hard to escape Barack, but the man strengthened his embrace even more.

Finally Luna was silent, as if her efforts to escape were free.

"For me, everything has passed. Therefore, , , I hope we live in our own way!"

Hearing Luna's words, Barack's arm that had been coiled around the woman's waist tightly now began to weaken. Barack pulled his hand back.

"Is that what you want? there's not even a chance for me anymore!" he said in a soft tone.

"Yes!!, , I hope our relationship is limited to co-workers. And nothing more!!" Luna spoke with certainty.

Luna stepped out leaving Barack alone in her study.

"Well, , I'll follow your wish! we'll see who survives!. Me, , or you?"