Extraordinary Husband (The Awesome Husband)

Iri

Apartment, when Frea just left...

The sound of water gurgling rang out, a smile flashing across his face, staring at his reflection in the mirror. Wet hair, athletic body with a cold smile that seduces any woman.

"I should have been suspected of being a gigolo." he muttered, sighing harshly.

Her hair was dry, the towel was still wrapped around her waist. One by one, the clothes were removed from the closet. After a suit that doesn't look cheap.

The smell of men's perfume spread, the clothes on them one by one. The honeymoon leave is up, you have to keep going back to work, right? The watch he wears.

Staring back at the mirror smoothed out a little more of his appearance. "It's time to go,"

Strangely not, a fantastic prized sports car is parked in the underground parking lot of the apartment. But Frea does not realize or care who the owner is.

The car entered Tomy, the earphones began to be attached to his ear. Encourage his vehicle to leave the parking lot, while contacting someone.

Been busy? Of course, he works as an assistant with a high salary. With his employer who is currently in a coma, due to an incident. The central company located in Singapore and several other countries, is adopted by family members of its employers.

However, in Indonesia it was stopped by him, considering too many newly opened branch children.

Kriyai ...

The car stopped at the headquarters in the city. The car door was opened by security, the young man walked quickly with the earphones still perched in his ears. Talk to the client while continuing his steps.

Several Indonesian head office employees, who passed by him bowed in respect. Not replying, still quietly fixated on walking, talking to the person across there.

Apparently, cold-faced, ruthless, that's the figure of Tomy known to the head office employees. The other side warm? Maybe only to his boss or family.

The elevator doors opened, then closed again. Up to the 8th floor, the young man began walking into the meeting room, followed by his boss secretary.

"Mr Tomy." said the woman in white, with long hair in a miniskirt and office clothes. Make it look beautiful, smart, and elegant.

"Is everything ready?" the question is to remove the earphones, to prepare to start entering the meeting room.

The big door opened, the people who looked older than him were sitting with tense faces. As if waiting for his presence.

The big door began to close...

A few hours later, a sound began to be heard from inside.

"Get out!!" sound with high notes.

"But.." weak-sounding words from inside the room.

"I said get out!! If you don't work, leave your job to someone else!!" a snatch of Tomy was heard again, along with a man out in a hurry carrying a map.

***

Tomy calmed down trying to smile but still looked terrible, as if ready to prey on the people in the room, "Today's meeting is over, your salary is higher than the average company. Next time don't bring trash in front of me" he said staring intently, leaving the meeting room.

Those average-aged people on it let out a rough sigh. Some even leaned his body on the chair, loosening his tie.

"I heard the news, he took a leave of absence to get married. I guess after marriage she'll be more lenient, it turns out the same," lamented a middle-aged woman, the director of one of the branch companies.

"My money could get shorter if I heard her mouth constantly. Lookie!! even now that my hair is falling out more and more," a head office manager picked up a mirror, observing his bald head.

"I can imagine how much it would be to have a husband like her. All must be perfect, a little wrong should not be, maybe if his wife cooks a little excess salt. The food and dishes will be thrown away. 'The wife isn't very nice!!', maybe her spicy mouth will be chirping, '" the other girl who works as a head office marketing manager, with her imagination of Tomy at home.

Prok ..prok.

The applause of a man dispersed their unfaithful conversation,

"Already!! we'd better get back to work, the devil's back from his vacation. Don't relax, or we'll be buried alive." he said.

Dozens of people in the meeting room let out a rough sigh, starting to rise up leaving the meeting room. Go back to their place to continue their work.

***

Hands smoothly, like dancing on a keyboard, occasionally holding a file to read it.

Been busy? Really busy, almost all the work on hendel by him. Smart as a child, there is nothing less than him, just his hobbies and bad habits. Humiliating those who are for him, lowly.

The secretary suddenly came in, "Sorry sir, Ms. Hera has arrived." he said, bowing respectfully.

"Please enter," all his activities were stopped by him, in order to look at his entertainment today.

His face smiled, welcoming Yahya and Hera who were escorted by his bodyguard.

"Corn, sir," Hera lowered her head in salute to her superior.

"Emm," said Tomy smiling coldly.

Yahya clenched his forehead, staring at the husband of his future sister-in-law. A young man who looks the same age as him.

"A... Are you really the assistant owner of the company?" asked Yahya with a pale face.

"Not Pharaoh's assistant, I'm his Pharaoh now!! The real pharaoh was sleeping in the coffin somehow when he woke up (the coma from an incident)!! I'm in full charge for a while" he said smiling.

Yahya let out a cold sweat, it turned out that the young man before him was not a fraud. He's actually the assistant owner of JH Corporation.

"Dare to put me down in a family meeting again?" tanyanya stared hard.

"I will not forgive you, you are the Pharaoh, and I am his slave" Yahya looked down in fear, apologizing.

"I'm sorry, but threaten your boyfriend to get down on his knees apologizing to Frea" she said.

"But, Fani is not wrong, Frea is 34 years old," Yahya's hand outstretched looking at the gap, holding Tomy's wrist."We're the same age, what if we're friends,"

Seize opportunity? That's what she does, Frea is beautiful. But it is typical of women who rarely take care of themselves.

Put a figure like Tomy into his family? Whynot? It was possible that the young man before him, would prefer his younger brother.

"If I'm willing to be friends with you, I'll introduce you to my sister. You know Virginia? Presenters and movie stars. She was my younger brother." she continued smiling, like finding a suitable partner for her sister.

Tomy shook his hand, "Hera, this is your best employee?" ask his subordinates.

"Sorry..." Hera.

"My master (company owner) does not like people who make women as transaction materials for positions. Educated your employees." he said staring intently.

"Tomy, sorry, I did anything..." Yahya is clear, can guess his fate.

"Don't challenge me at a family meeting, your boyfriend should apologize to my wife. It doesn't seem like the first time Frea's been insulted, though,"

"One more time, today I did not have time to cook food and clean the apartment, help me do my job." he said giving an access card to Frea's apartment, back sitting in the chair doing his job.

Not fired? Yahya was grateful, but cleaning the apartment? His fingers hesitated, glancing towards Hera as if confirming his hearing.

"Why remain silent? Don't leave any dust behind, when I get home everything should be fine. If you have time to paint the living room all of you." he said, keep concentration staring at the monitor screen in front of him.

Truly Pharaoh's assistant, his assistant like this, his Pharaoh how? Painting the living room in half a day? How-to? Can it dry... Yahya began to rise, to do impossible work for him. Until one more sentence is heard.

"Frea likes orange color, it's better to color it with orange color only," he continued.

"Yes sir..." Yahya held back his sense of regret.

"We're going to be a family, just call me brother-in-law. Wash the dishes clean, huh?" said smile.

"Okay" Yahya answered.

His salary is probably 50 times my salary. Why not hire a maid? The base of the miser.

"Wait, my car's a little dirty." Tomy's words stopped.

Tomy shook his head while smiling, chuckling, "Basic." he continued his work.

***

As the sun rose, Frea let out a rough sigh, beginning to wait for the online taxi she had booked. A smile was engraved on his face remembering a sweet child who spent the day with him, not caring about a car that stopped right in front of him.

"Should I have a child?" his murmur smiled to himself, pleased at his cooperation with Gea.

The car glass in front of him began to open, "Have a child? When are we gonna make it? How many children do you ask? The first child should be twins yes." said a young man shameless.

"Tomy!? Whose car is this? You're dating an aunt again!?" frea looked annoyed. Observing the appearance of her husband from top to bottom.

"No, it's a reward for my hard work." answered Tomy honestly, his car was indeed a bonus from his employer's family. The young man, was staring at Frea with a clear plain face.

Frea frowned at her own temple, had a young husband, thinking the car of aunty because dating her was a gift.

"Tomy, if someone gives you a gift, with a specific purpose or purpose. Don't accept it, you're 28. You should understand you're married, your body belongs only to your wife. And only your wife can touch..." Frea tried to explain slowly hoping that the young man before her would understand.

The young man smiled and nodded, "Come in." he said opening the car door.

"Do you understand or not!? My words!?" Frea raised her speech intonation.

"Come in it's night," Tomy didn't press. Frea grumbled, while getting into the car with a pouting face.

Slowly the car began to go, Tomy slightly glanced at his wife, "The essence of what you said earlier, my body should only be touched by you. In conclusion, your body should also only be touched by me." he said smiling knot still concentration driving.

Frea rounded her eyes, let out a cold sweat, staring at her husband.

"Later in the night you are free to touch me, as well as I, who are free to touch you." he continued.

"T... Tomy, I'm not ready yet" said Frea.

"Yes, I'll wait..." Tomy chuckles forcedly, as if to think of everything as a joke.

However, is all winning just a joke to him? No, her fingers holding the steering wheel are clenched. Smiling, he looked at the street in front of him.

Vincent? Is it just Vincent who wants to be where Frea comes home? The only man she wants to touch? Know everything? Of course, he was already there watching Vincent and his daughter, say goodbye to Frea.

The girl smiled again, a bright smile like 17 years ago, as if all her burdens and wounds had disappeared. Even today, Frea occasionally smiled without looking at him, Tomy just fell silent as if he thought everything was a joke.

"Tomy, why are you crying?" frea asked, unintentionally staring at a tear on her husband's cheek.

"Too happy, because you have a new car." he replied. Holding back his own feelings, tightness? Of course, he can make Frea laugh, but never smile without a burden like today. As if all his efforts were in vain.

"Just aunty giving happy!! Return it tomorrow!!" snapped Frea.

"Well, I'll give it back." he said smiling.

The car began to be parked in the apartment parking area. Tomy walked out the door, running to open the door for Frea.

"You want to go with me? We dated.." he asked.

"I'm sleepy." answered Frea reluctantly.

"Just for a second, I promise. This is our first date, right?" tanyakanya.

Frea sighed harshly, letting herself be guided by the young man before her.

***

The wind hit the hair of a married couple, Frea knitted her forehead, "This is what is a date?" tanyanya stared at the saturated."I'm home, I'm just sleeping in the apartment,"

Tomy nodded, carrying a plastic bag containing two soft drink cans.Interesting Frea, looking for a good position to sit.

The top floor of the apartment they are currently in. There was nothing there, not even a star, considering the urban lights were too bright.

Just a breeze of wind caressing the hair gives rise to a feeling of longing that is like being unrequited.

"Why are we dating here?" ask him to Tomy.

"Just want..." Tomy chuckled, opening a can of softdrink for Frea.

The woman drank it a few gulps without hesitation. But suddenly, Tomy's handcuffs stopped her, "I want to know her sodas,"

That makes no sense, right? Tomy unceremoniously scooped up Frea's lips with hers. Moved gently, as if wanting a little convincing himself to continue hoping to get his wife's heart.

Frea's eyes slowly closed reciprocating the movements of Tomy's lips. That comfortable feeling arose again, the intoxicating feeling he was craving.

"Have you started loving me?" tomy asked, looking into the eyes of the woman before him.

Frea was fighting her feelings. He's just good at flirting with women, maybe that's what's on his mind. Not believing her own feelings, until Frea shook her head.

"Basic play boy teaser!! When are you more mature!!" said annoyed.

"Exclusive seductress for you..." Tomy laughed, but who knew his heart. After getting rejected again and again, no heart is too strong, right?

That friendly smile is back, "Close your eyes..."

Frea, who was sitting side by side with Tomy, closed her eyes. "Is today exhausting? If you're tired, let go of all your burdens here" he said.

For some reason, the burden on his back that had been tired all day seemed to disappear slowly, following the words of the young man sitting beside him. Tomy's hand, leading Frea to lean on her shoulder. His hand slowly grabbed onto Frea's shoulder.

Tomy shed her tears, noticing his wife's eyes closed. Start singing in a soft tone, as if calming Frea

(There's a Band, should I die)

How should you make you fall for me?

I wrote a million poems to convince you to return my love.

Should I die because of you?

Buried in sadness all the time. Should I let go of my life? Only for the love that might kill me. Stop the pulse of my heart...

Without you knowing how holy my heart is to have you.

Is sincerity, in the trough of your soul knocking at me?

Teach you the language of feeling, until your heart is no longer frozen...

Should I die because of you, buried in grief all the time.

Should I let go of my life, just for the love that might kill me...

Stop the pulse of my heart...

Without you knowing how holy my heart is to have you.

Is there no room in your heart for me? Which I might be able to stop by.

Just a coolie when I wither...

Her singing stopped, noticing Frea sleeping back on her shoulder. Staring towards the several skyscrapers before him, with many lights on.

Each house is inhabited by one family, who may look happy. With a chatty wife, scolding her husband and son. Smiling eat together in happiness. Something he never had.

"Am I going to fail this time too, having a family? Letting you go happy with her?" ask her on a face that was still sleeping quietly.

Tomy began to rise, lifting his wife's body slowly, walking in the lack of lighting the roof of the skyscraper.

Seriate