Extraordinary Husband (The Awesome Husband)
The Game Addict
A man's trousers are lying on the floor. Followed by a few other clothes. The bed began to squeak, along with the roar of the breath of married couples racing each other, breathing oxygen. Links of lips repeatedly occur between their bodies that are perfectly fused.
Strange murmurs felt in their bodies. Only napsu? No, Tomy can hold everything. Just want and lust for the woman in her cage.
Sharp nails stuck in his back kala, both bodies vibrating together. Squeezed after spilling all of his stifled feelings.
***
Tomy seemed to forget himself, had not really given an explanation to his two cousins who had only been silent for more than two hours, without daring to knock on the door.
Mona and Gilang glanced at each other, but were reluctant to speak. Until one gave in, sighing harshly.
"What are you doing about poison?" Gilang.
"I caused grandfather's paralysis. A few weeks ago Lian was caught cheating, then left me. The plan was, I'd kill myself, but Tomy's sticking out the bottle of poison." she replied with a rough sigh.
"Jeez..." Gilang shook his head in wonder. How could the princess, like her cousin, poison the grandfather.
"Then you? How's Tomy's wife still alive?" mona asked looking suspiciously.
"I saved him in the fire..." Gilang answered proudly.
"How do you know about the fire in his house?" asked Mona again, looking even more suspiciously.
"Yes, I confess, it was Dad. Tomy was supposed to be removed, but when I followed Grandpa to the hospital, I saw Tomy unconscious there. He's there, which means he's not home. But his wife was home, I was confused as to what to do. So I took his wife away." replied Gilang sighed harshly, starting to drink a cold drink in front of him.
"Plin-plan, don't think long before acting. Too good, but that's what saved your life" Mona sighed.
"So who will replace the CEO?" tanya Gilang, with her innocent face.
"No idea, but the problems in the company have been many. Frans (CEO of the Bold Company) has gone too far, father (Agra) and uncle Leon hardly rest because of the problems it causes," he replied, annoyed at the disgusting face of the current CEO.
"Why do you really trust him?" Gilang.
"Frans, it was originally the subordinate of the most royal grandfather. Since we were too busy contradicting, knocking each other down, grandfather intended to make him mediator by elevating him to CEO. But gradually, he forgets himself more and more, making trouble in the company,"
"If the company is in trouble, the value of shares will plummet, the company can be threatened with bankruptcy. To get funds inevitably we have to sell shares. That's when Frans will buy shares at a low price. Mastering the company little by little." he explained.
"Foolish grandfather, raise people like him. Then why not fire him?" Gilang sighed harshly.
"You think firing the CEO is as easy as lifting him up. More than 35% of shareholders are on his side. If the shares are withdrawn, the company loses money,"
"Stockholders are like siding with him. Wanting to overthrow our family from the company that my grandfather founded," Mona began lying on the couch, looking at her phone, opening social media.
"If so, easy, by appointing my father to commissioner.." Gilang's words interrupted.
"Then your father will kick me and my father out of the company. Surely I will not remain silent." he stared intently.
"So Frans seems more dangerous than your father. Uncle Leon won't be able to handle it on his own," Mona put down her phone again thinking of something.
"If you know Tomy's personality, choosing him as commissioner is not bad either. Your father's clever brain, our cousin's psycho soul, plus my amazing personality. If Frans can collaborate we can depak," he continued starting to laugh.
It's funny to put his forehead on, "Then me and Uncle Agra?" tanyakanya.
"You don't count, for some reason you're a genetic failure, your genes aren't qualified at all..." Mona sighed harshly, considering her father's only average abilities. While Gilang is smart, but too kind, just following Leon, pretending to be arrogant take refuge behind his father.
"Genetic failure? I can.." his words stopped, the door finally opened as well. Appears to a young man staring intently at Gilang, with wet hair, wearing only a bathrobe.
"Depart from Frea" he warned, still suspecting Gilang and Frea's relationship. Walk carrying his sleeping son to the second floor.
A while later it was Frea's turn to come out, with half-dry hair, staring intently at Gilang, "You're complaining huh!?" he walked after Tomy. It was Gilang who leaked information about him.
"That's because you're too wishy-washy and kind..." Mona gave a rough sigh.
***
No one knew what was in his room. The little baby began to be placed on a king-size bed. The corner closet was opened, since knowing Frea was still alive, various packages in his order. Surely the guard in front of the gate will receive him first.
Baby box unloading pairs began to be assembled her, little by little. Follow visible instructions. Read it carefully...
Frea entered the room, closed the door again, gave a rude sigh, "The bottom floor has a baby box, why make a new one?" tanyakanya.
"The one who bought him Gilang right? I can still afford my wife and children. The cost of delivery later, I will change." he said still with a cold face, a high level of jealousy and arrogance, installing a series one by one.
Frea thinned her lips withstanding her laughter, "Crossing a good and innocent person, she's pretty funny,"
Tomy rounded her eyes, looking at Frea, "I'm funnier than her right, sister...?" her eyes were clear showing her sweet charm. His charisma that a few hours ago vanished without a trace. Maybe the difference between a mob boss and a sweet, innocent brondong.
"I'm just kidding, are you jealous?" frea asked, crouching next to her husband.
"No.." she replied, re-installing the baby box. Wouldn't any man claim to be jealous? Except in a desperate situation, the ego as a man that makes him not admit himself jealous.
"No?" Frea let out a rough sigh, "When I wish you were jealous." she said with a smile.
The dim moonlight entered the balcony window. The couple looked at each other, Tomy put down her work, her cold fingers stroking her cheeks.
"Yes I'm jealous." his ego and prestige just melt away, subject to his wife's face. The first light he gets when he steps into a life of painful chrysanthemums.
Frea smiled, clasping her fingers, "Sorry to hide, I was too afraid to go back." Her tears shed in light of the trauma she experienced when trapped in the flames.
"I'm the one who's supposed to apologize, can't take care of you..." Tomy hugged him tightly, comforting his wife, despite not knowing what to do. His hands patted Frea's back slowly. The fragile woman who was still crying sobbed.
"We slept three?" he said smiling warmly, loosening his arms, wiping away his wife's tears.
The trauma? It should still be there, Frea was still afraid of the dark room. Cannot sleep if the light is not brightly lit.
However, tonight was different, the tiny baby fell asleep between them. The hands of his parents clasped each other tightly, facing each other. Only the full moon is the only light source that enters the balcony.
Frea's face seemed calm asleep peacefully...
Tomy slowly opened his eyes, looking at the woman's face fixedly.
Is this an obsession or love? It's all the same to me...
If you disappear from this world, I am a body without a soul. Something terrible, that has no feelings...
Know why? For my soul will return only when with you. Can only show you my weak side, as a fragile human being...
Tomy...
***
A shareholder meeting was suddenly held, Leon gave a rough sigh, entering the room. Not having the power to talk, just being able to be silent to listen, something that sucks for him.
Some shareholders started to enter the room. Similarly to the CEO of the Bold Company, the smiling young man looked down at Leon.
"Dam... There's no way I'm forcing that game addict, present right?" the middle-aged man let out a rough sigh, facing Frans alone, with minimal power and speech rights.
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