I'm Not a Teaser

I'm Not a Teaser
Part 91 - Anggara Group



"Darling why the call was so hm? Waiting too?" rangga asked after being in front of the reception desk


Without responding, Rania put the provisions he brought on the table then slightly tiptoe to reach the top of the shirt Rangga. Reattach the top shirt button so that her husband's chest is not visible.


Actually Rangga's chest is not visible because only two buttons are off, but it is Ranialah's jealousy that is too excessive today.


"Well, why don't you open that shirt button at work? Let it seduce girls?" Rania is alone.


Rangga pulled the corner of his lips if only this was not a public place, he had given the right punishment for his wife.


Eits, the punishment you mean, is different from the punishment in Rangga's brain, especially his wife is very worried if she is upset.


"Mas was in a hurry, baby, until no time wanted to. Tau himself mas people do not like formal clothes, on campus just wear a neat button shirt if you need it again," replied Rangga looking for a defense.


Because basically he has no intention of tempting anyone. Rania is more than enough. He would not wish anything else to be tempted to another woman. Make what? His wife is very beautiful, kind and understanding, mature thinking, always able to keep up with her. Rania was already approaching the word perfect in Rangga's eyes, so he had no more reason to be second to none.


"The reason," muttered Rania though it was true. He rarely saw Rangga dressed formally first, how else, he was already cumburu, his mood had also changed.


"Aaaaa .. mas stomach is very hungry dear," whined Rangga without caring about the people around, took over the provisions on the table and then adopted the waist of the wife went from there.


Believe me, Rangga's ears almost exploded in the hotel lobby, whether Rania heard it or not. But the whispers of some who knew him were very disturbing. They accuse Rania of being a no-no, of being an affair, and consider her an actor.


Moreover, they pity Melisha more when they know nothing. Rangga could not wait for the court papers to come out to announce to all the media that he and Melisha had nothing to do anymore.


In the elevator, Rangga continued to hold his wife's hand and stroked her.


Believe me, Rania was a little disturbed by Rangga's guest talks in the lobby, but what power everything is right, he was a actor and used to be an affair. Rania could only swallow the pill of disappointment for the sake of covering it up to Rangga.


"Still angry at you? Hm jealous?"


"Tau" said Rania.


The two arrived at Rangga's room. The room is pretty neat, not too big and looks a little old-fashioned.


"Sit down baby, don't stand up mute." Rangga guided his wife to sit on the sofa.


"Mama, Papa's hungry, why haven't he been bribed to eat?" Rangga returned spoiled to Rania as the woman daydreamed.


"Ah sorry mas, hehehehe."


Plastered


The spoon landed on Rangga's head just like that. "Look at Mama, she's evilin Papa mulu," he said while glancing at Rania's distended stomach, as the woman laughed while stroking Rangga's head.


"Reflex baby, here I bribe so his head doesn't hurt."


With pleasure, Rangga immediately approached waiting for a bribe of love from the wife. Ah it feels so good to be spoiled and spoiled by his own wife.


"Where, like?"


"Must be again? Though the answer is certain," muttered Rangga while chewing his food.


Tok .. tok.


"Excuse me, my master can come in?" tanya Lingga Rangga's.


"Just in," said Rania first. The woman slightly shifted her seat to slightly move away from Rangga.


"Why?" asked Rangga after Lingga was in front of him.


"The side of the Angga group just contacted me sir. They want to meet to talk about the cooperation that you have proposed" reports Lingga.


"When?"


"Outside afternoon, sir."


"All right."


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Ekhem duh what else is this? Who is Anggara Group company engaged in what field? How do you meet outside of work hours?


Who is the CEO?🀭


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