Consorts of the Heart Mr. Billionaires

Chapter.49 (Want to clarify immediately)

After a pretty tense but relieving chat. Alfaro and Bianca returned to the room where their parents were. When he entered, Alfaro frowned because there was a man who had just joined the room.

"Well that's your brother coming" Gunawan said as he watched Bianca and Alfaro return.

The man who had been sitting on his back to Alfaro had now stood up, turned back and set his sights on where Alfaro and Bianca were. The smile that had been engraved clearly, is now slowly receding when he finds out if the child of his Daddy business partner is his own boss.

"You," said Alfaro, pointing his finger at Bima.

Bima looked confused by this situation. He did not expect, among the many business associates of his parents why should Alfaro stand before him now.

"You know my sister" Bianca told Alfaro.

"Sister? He's working at my company as a planning staff, but why can he-"

"It turns out Bima works in your company, this is a coincidence. Maybe you are confused Al, but Bima is indeed an independent child and wants to stand alone, he works in Indonesia of his own volition and does not let us interfere in his affairs," Gunawan said while embracing Bima's shoulder.

Bima walked over, extending a hand to the boss he respected in the office. The gaze of Alfaro's eyes could not be separated from Bima, even as he welcomed the helping hand. As someone who likes Arumi other than himself, Alfaro felt uncomfortable dealing with Bima with this kind of situation.

"It's nice to meet you here, but .. Because you now know who I am, can I still work at your company?" asked Bima hesitatingly.

"Yes, of course, I am a professional person at work, outside you are the son of om Gunawan, but in the office you are still my employee," replied Alfaro.

"But why do Kak Bima feel at home to work in the company of his brother, even though the staff part of the planner is very difficult?" tanya Almira, because people like Bima are very rare, most even become a burden on parents. Yeah, same as it seems.

"Because there is a woman he likes" said Bianca.

Bima rounded his eyes, looking at the older brother, who lightly opened the secret, "So what the hell."

"Ehm, did your brother say?" mami asked, glancing sharply at the son.

"Ahaha, not so Mi," said Bima while scratching his head that does not itch.

Alfaro's hands clutched tightly upon hearing Bianca's words. He knew very well how Bima approached Arumi while in the office. The longer the jealousy is deeper, especially Bima one room with the wife.

...***...

Finally Alfaro reached the basement of the apartment, about ten in the evening. I can't wait to meet Arumi. Because all day they never met in the office.

Again and again, when he was at the door he did not go straight in. It seems like that one thing will become a habit when coming home from work, wanting to always be welcomed by Arumi. It didn't take long to wait, the door opened and Arumi was already there, smiling at him.

"Mas Al," said Arumi with a happy face, he rushed to hug the husband, smelling the fragrant thick stocky body of a white shirt, it felt so comfortable, that he closed his eyes. Alfaro gasped for his wife's sudden actions.

"You miss me so much, don't you?" ask Alfaro with both hands that gently rub the minimalist back of the wife.

"Let's go in." Arumi pulls Alfaro's hand into the apartment unit. When the door was locked, Alfaro immediately hugged Arumi from behind, drowning the face there, feeling the fragrance of the body that was always intoxicating.

"I also miss you a lot" said Alfaro right in the wife's ear.

"Will I take a shower? I'll prepare warm water" said Arumi, glancing at Alfaro, who dropped his head on his shoulder.

"Later on, I want to let go of my old miss."

The burly hand changed Arumi's position to face him. Grab a bend for the unification of their lips again. He took a slow sip of the thin red lips, feeling the sweetness, wrapped around the tongue until the subtle sound of whipping was heard breaking the silence of the night.

A feeling that never bored, warm, deep and demanding. Unknowingly Arumi had placed her hand on her husband's neck. His eyes were tightly closed, enjoying and wishing for all the more than this.

The linking of the two momentarily slipped away, to give it a chance to take a breath and then re-integrate, more demanding than before. Arumi's hand began to go down, stroking the chest of Alfaro's field until the owner was increasingly excited. The defense is collapsing because the one down there is starting to feel crowded asking to be released.

Alfaro lifts the wife's body. Arumi's legs were coiled around Alfaro's waist, not wanting to let go of the link even for a moment, because the desire began to dominate. Arriving in the king size bed room was again a witness of heat struggle between the two.

...***...

The morning returned. Alfaro got down from the top of the bed and went to the bathroom. Today is a holiday, so he can spend the day with his wife. After yesterday did not meet all day, today he intends to take Arumi for a walk.

Alfaro had finished bathing, at the sight of Arumi who was still asleep while hugging the bolster. He understood and understood because of the activity last night which was so draining. With a bathrobe that covered his body, Alfaro headed towards the balcony of the room, staring at the mobile screen that was already in his grasp.

The presence of Bima and Bianca really disturbed his life. He did not want Bima to continue to approach Arumi and he did not want the Mama to expect more to Bianca. The phone was already stuck in his ear, when the phone call started to connect.

[Hallo, what's the matter, sir, calling, instead of it's Sunday?] Aril's voice sounded heavy as he had just woken up from his sleep.

"What about the company's birthday party preparations?"

[Tomorrow I'll go survey the hotel for a company birthday party.]

"Don't tomorrow, you go today and make sure the preparations are up to the decoration stage."

[What! Today .. but Mr. it's Sunday, my schedule today is sleep all day.]

"Pending first! Quickly leave, I'll wait for your report today."

Alfaro ended the phone call, unwilling to listen to Aril's reason again. He could not wait to clarify everything, all that made his heart and mind could not calm down. While in other places, it can be ascertained that Aril is currently expressing his regret on pillows and blankets because a very valuable holiday must be released for the sake of an impromptu task from the boss.

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