CEO Jutek That's My Husband

Nikita and Arsen

It was late afternoon, the wind was blowing hard. The sky shows dark clouds that indicate that water droplets will soon fall down to wet the earth.

Arsen was at work, as usual taking pictures at a wedding. The atmosphere that was crowded with invited guests began to decrease. The bride has left the event, it means that Arsen's task has been completed.This young man decided to rush home let alone see the natural conditions that will rain

Arsen tidied up all the photography equipment was about to leave but before he came home from where he would leave his annoying neighbor and become a co-worker, Nikita.

Arsen walked over to the beautiful, sexy-dressed girl who was beside the stage still carrying out the task of entertaining audience guests.

“Niki I went home first,” said Arsen to his coworker.

Nikita then woke up from her seat approaching the young man who always wears a face mask to cover his handsome face. That Nikita thought, not knowing that Arsen was hiding his identity.

“Quickly Ar,”

“The weather is cloudy again, not too long, rain I want to go home lifting laundry,” bright Arsen looks worried about clothes that are still sunbathing outside the house.

“And there is a beloved mother,” said Nikita who knows Arsen called Sarah with the name mother.

“My mother again Shift noon, she is not home,” replied Arsen proudly.

“Oh Yes well, you go home dulan only, later your bundam ngambek laundry wet, ngak no one liftin.” led Nikita to Arsen who looks like a husband who submits to his wife.  “I go home later, I still want to be here, good enough here a lot of rich people and big sawerannya. Okay ... Now it's my turn to sing. I'm going on stage first.” Nikita then rushed off towards the stage.

The melodious sound of the song sung by Nikita sounded a sign that this girl had entertained the audience. Arsen had been preparing to go to take pictures but his steps stopped when he did not hear another song chant a few verses sung by Nikita stopped, making his attention distracted on the stage where the girl sang.

Arsen was dumbfounded his hands clenched tightly at the sight that was in front of his eyes Nikita was being bullied by some striped-nose men. With quick steps Arsen ran to help his annoying neighbor.

“Let him go,” snapped Arsen his eyes turned ghastly looking at the man around Nikita.

The frightened girl ran behind Arsen to seek shelter behind his back. “Ar they bother me,” she revealed with a vibrating body.

“Hey she's just a cheap girl. Why are you defending him,” said one of them.

Hearing the words of the man made Arsen angry they had insulted his co-worker as a cheap woman.

Arsen was already unable to contain his anger and then threw a fist into the face of one of the men.

Brak ... bruk fights can not be avoided anymore. Arsen began to beat up people who had insulted Nikita one by one. With Arsen's martial skills he could defeat the striped man easily, as soon as they were lying on the floor.

“Remember this is fine, she is my sister if anyone bothers her, I will not hesitate to beat her.” Threaten Arsen with emotions that are still mounting.

“Let's go from here.” pulled Nikita's hand away from the place to the place to park the motor.

This young man got on his bike. “Quick up! You come home with me!” tell Arsen in a cold and hasty tone.

Nikita is still silent sculpting hasn't gotten on the bike. “Thank you Ar, you already nolongin me,” said Nikita sincerely and seriously no joke or temptation he did as usual for Arsen.

“Come quickly up!” arsen orders in a cold tone. Not caring about the sincere thanks from this girl, making Nikita speechless she felt bad for having inconvenienced this young man.

“Sorry Ar, I trouble you,” said Nikita with regret.

“Don't say much! Quick ride not long rain I have to lift clothesline Bundaku!” Arsen was still worried about his clothesline.

Nikita breathed a sigh of relief it turned out to be just a matter of clothesline. He also sat on the motorbike. Arsen then drove fast with his motorbike he wanted to quickly get home, before it rained, before it rained, Nikita who sat in the back just fell silent while holding tightly Arsen's jacket was afraid of falling because this young man drove like a racer.

Some time later, water droplets spilled from the rain sky fell heavily. Arsen kept driving his vehicle.

“Heavy rain we shady first. Later we are sick,” proposed Nikita who saw the recklessness of Arsen through heavy rain.

“No clothesline can get wet right, dear, kasian mother,” explained Arsen from earlier still worrying about clothesline.

“Ar. stop first the rain is getting heavier, we have to take shelter,” pinta Nikita who sits behind, the sightings began to decrease due to rain water hit, fearing something happened to them.

“Hei Nikita You are not a Mermaid! who was exposed to water, turned into a mermaid,” ketus Arsen still focus on speeding.

“Ah .. well,” Arsen became unbearable to hear the complaints of this girl then gave up, pulled away her vehicle in front of a closed shop and then fell in the shade waiting until the rain stopped.

They had been standing in front of the shophouse watching the drop by drop of water that came down to earth.

“Ar is cold,” complains Nikita shivers of cold.

Arsen snorted in his jutek attitude and then opened the jacket he was wearing.

“Wear this,”Arsen put his jacket on Nikita's body, however he could not bear to see this girl cold.

“Even if you wear that shirt that is covered, kuntilanak just dress more polite than you,” bursts Arsen issued his jutek attitude to Nikita.

“Ih my time compared to kuntilanak,” protest Nikita.

“Ar can say anyway if you talk about it at the level of the intelligence level, directly to the heart of knowing, try your talk it can be in Skip rich ads you tube, just try to know,” oceh Nikita about the jutek sir who always spoke frankly and painfully, but anyway he knew if this young man was very good and attention just had no self-control.

Arsen grunting. “ huh...   The clothesline of my round so wet all,” a desperate complaint from the former CEO sounds funny from earlier worried about his wife's clothes standing pecking at the speck of rain.

“Actually you are a father or mother in your household? from earlier your mind was a mouthful clothesline, you do housework, like a mother.” said Nikita saw Arsen who was very attentive to his wife.

“I wonder how much Ara's mother owes, until her daughter can marry you?” ledek Nikita makes Arsen become upset to hear it.

“Hey you think I'm Datu Maringgi who married people's daughters out of debt,” this irate young man folded his arms in the chest.

“If you see it seems like only you show your love while the direction is just being normal to you, like not loving you,” he said frankly.

Arsen's heart was filled to hear Nikita's words it turns out people can see if the girl he loves does not love him. “Almost very visible yes,” inner arsenic.

 “Ar Why don't you make me an actor in your relationship to be a spice in your household,” joked Nikita back to tease Arsen.

“Your head actor, Ara will not believe I'm tempted by actors like you,” Arsen pushes Nikita's eel with his index finger because it always teases her.

“Aduh,” complained Nikita.

A conversation ensued between the two while waiting for the rain to subside.

“You can stop being a midwife, see your work is very risky, people look down on you as a cheap woman,” explained Arsen who began to know Nikita further after working together, she sees her as a good girl, jolly, innocent though coquettish and sometimes annoying.

“No way, I love to sing. I wish I could be an artist on tv. Let me silence those who have insulted and demeaned me. I want to be famous,” said Nikita the dream she had wanted with a passionate and fiery spirit.

“Artist.” Arsen folded his arms around his chest, sniffing his shoulders looking down on this girl's dream. He also used to have a life like an artist as the heir to two companies all his life affairs make people curious.

“Ar why are you not an artist? You are handsome, it will be easy for you to be famous.”

“I don't want, I don't like.”

“Come Ar. After you're famous I'll pansos you, then we make a sensation, we sleep together, keep me famous, so I will also be pursued by the media,” oceh Nikita. Arsen pushed back this girl with his index finger.

“A sick,” complained Nikita rubbed her forehead.

“Don't talk a no-no. You can be famous and become a singer without looking for sensation, your singing ability is very good just your luck is not lucky,” praise the jutek sir with a flat face.

“True.” Nikita was very excited to hear the praise from Arsen.

The rain was still pouring down with heavy rain for a few hours they stood chatting a lot about the lives of three women who turned out to be very fragile and needed protection, always underestimated from Nikita. Arsen the master jutek with Nikita the flirtatious girl who can finally talk like a friend.

Tired of chatting and hearing Nikita's chatter, Arsen grabbed the phone in his bag, then began to slide the screen. Arsen's face immediately paled his body shook when reading a news story that said if rumors of the son of the heir of Angkasa Hutama disappeared.

“Mama has known I'm not abroad, mama must have told people to look for me now,” Inner Arsen gripped his phone tightly can not imagine if he should be separated with the woman he loves.

“If only Ara loved me and wanted to fight with me, it would not be this difficult, but I would not leave you all. I've been so happy living like this, having all of you by my side, as a family it's been enough.though sometimes annoying,” Arsen stared at Nikita the girl who always teased her. He now has the task of looking after the 3 fragile women who are beside him. Protect from those who insult and demean them.