Handsome CEO Shadow Wife

Something's Changed

The two sat face to face and were caught in silence. No one tried to open the conversation, while Dhatu looked down more. I was embarrassed by what happened a few minutes ago. The two ate the food Dirga ordered with no taste, too many questions that disturbed the minds of the two.

After a frustrated shout, Dirga immediately contacted his mother, voicing a protest of her mother's ignorant attitude to make things awkward between them. I thought her mother would understand. But the thought was wrong, the woman laughed loudly and said she would leave even sexier clothes to Abra, so that they could both immediately give her a grandchild. Really, not a funny joke. Somehow Dirga can have a mother as miraculous as Lestari?

"On the day ... " The dhatu broke the silence between them.

Dirga put on a face and looked at Dhatu full of questions. He could see a pink tinge that made the woman look dazzling. The awkwardness and also the anxiety that he did not want to cover added Dirga's anxiety to the woman in front of him. Never did he feel so eager to touch the cheeks of other women like himself who were so eager to gently caress the cheeks of Dhaty, thinning the distance between their faces, and tasting Dhatu's lips that I don't know since when looks so tempting. Just blame the beautiful scenery that he had seen, to make his brain run wild without being controlled.

Dhatu became misbehaved when they raised their faces and looked at each other. He looked down again, not daring to look at the man's face. Dirga who noticed Dhatu's discomfort immediately turned to the side and cleared his throat, trying to clear his throat that felt choked.

"I'm sorry, it was my fault, too. If you're not comfortable because of this incident, we better split the room."

Indeed, Dhatu wanted to agree to the man's suggestion, but it felt impossible. It will only get them both in trouble. Dhatu shakes fast.

"No need, Mom. Actually ... You are not wrong because in fact, you are my husband, who actually has the right to see my body."

Dhatu is biting his lower lip. Stupidhead! Repeatedly telling how stupid his words just now were. What will Dirga think later? Surely the man will think he wants to tempt Dirga with his body that is not that much. Although that's not what Dhatu means.

"I definitely make you uncomfortable, but I didn't mean to observe your body for so long."

Yes, God ... Dirga was frustrated in his heart. Regretting his words just now. Why did he have to say the word for so long, not necessarily the woman realized that he was unable to turn his eyes away from the innocent body of Dhatu.

Dhatu raised his face, the two looked at each other, a second later they felt the heat radiating on both cheeks. It was hot and only this time did they both feel that way.

"I'd better take a shower" said Dirga, smiling clumsily as she walked away from Dhatu, who was staring at her in confusion.

Dirga needs cold water to quell the desire he should not feel for Dhatu. He needs to clear his mind before he loses control of himself. Now, he can no longer see Dhatu in the same way. His mind and heart were filled with the shadow of the woman, he was so tormented with their togetherness. Not once did he ever feel so wrong. In fact, he is very proficient in self-control so that no one questions his leadership style, but in the presence of Dhatu, he becomes weak.

Dhatu turned to the food at the table that still remains a lot. After he changed clothes, Dirga had already taken a shower, then why did the man go back to cleaning himself? The air conditioning in their room was no problem. Why does the man look hot? Dhatu shook his head, trying to expel all his thoughts about Dirga.

Dhatu immediately finished the food and cleaned the parts. He was afraid that Dirga still wanted to continue eating after bathing. Dhatu unpacked the contents of his bag. He took a deep breath and swallowed slowly as he looked at the three thin pieces of clothing with different colors and designs, yet they would both expose his body to perfection. Really, Dhatu doesn't need those clothes because there's nothing between them. This is not a honeymoon trip like a newlywed in general. He could not expect the impossible, afraid to dream too high.

The sound of the bathroom door opening made Dhatu immediately hide the clothes behind his other clothes. His heart raced, like a thief caught by the owner of the house.

"What are you doing, Tu?" ask Dirga curiously.

"Anu .. finish the shirt." Dhatu immediately closed his suitcase and sat on the edge of the bed anxiously. He wanted to sleep, but it was difficult because of the incident. It was the same that he could not rest if there was Dirga nearby.

"Would you sleep?"

Dhatu nodded, while Dirga walked towards the nightstand. Take their phone, wallet and spare room key card, then put it in their pants pocket.

"I'm going around for a minute. You're sleeping."

Dhatu nodded. There was a feeling of relief and also happiness enveloping Dhatu's heart. Dirga smiled, waved stiffly, then walked away from the woman. Dirga knows, if Dhatu wants to rest, but his presence there must make the woman uncomfortable. Dhatu is not possible to expel or say his wishes, until Dirga must come out. Strange, whether since when he began to realize and able to read the attitude of the woman. Habits are terrible things, making us accustomed to the presence of someone.

Dirga decided to go to the hotel's swimming pool and spend time at a restaurant nearby. The sight of people who were paired and looked friendly made him envious. He remembered Kana and immediately took a cell phone to contact the woman. Dirga was unable to hide his surprise when he saw twenty missed calls and fifty chat notifications from the woman, containing the same message, asking where he was and also what he was doing. Dirga sighed furiously, he forgot to tell Kana that he had arrived safely. The habit of not turning on the voice of the phone, made him terrorized by his lover.

Dirga immediately contacted Kana. "Where are you going? Same who? Why else? Why is it so hard to contact?" the consecutive question made Dirga's head hurt, even though he never felt that way.

"Sorry, Honey. I fell asleep at the nyampe hotel."

Dirga could hear the woman sigh long. "Important you survived. Mas ... can you transfer ten million money now? I haven't paid the apartment rent and my article money hasn't been liquid."

Dirga smile. It's always like this when talking to Kana. The woman is not worried, but needs her help and Dirga likes it when she depends on it, but now it feels different and Dirga does not know what.

"Mas ... otherwise it can't be pa-pa. I'm sorry I took your breath away," Kana sobbed, casting off all Dirga's doubts.

"Later to transfer, dear."

The woman across the street thanked me, and the call was interrupted. Kana did not shower him much more ask him about; what activities, existence, or at least his current feelings.

Did he just use me?

Just this time the question entered his mind and Dirga did not want to find out, as long as the woman was happy and content.