Karma Love

Internship Day

It was at home, in the room. Syila still put on her angry mode.

“Honey,” Emperor tries to seduce him.

“Oh, I just wanted to see you jealous or not, not mean to want to be teased by another woman. It turns out you're so jealous, I'm happy, but already angry, I'm sorry. I've also thrown away the clothes that were touched by the woman,” spoke to Syila's back. Because now Syila is sleeping with her husband back.

“Stupid time! I don't want to talk to you!”

“Darling I admit to being wrong, just punish me but don't get mad like this, where can I sleep if my most beloved wife is still angry and turns her back on me,” said the Emperor said, he tried to hold Syila's shoulder, but immediately on the edge.

Shortly heard a sobbing from Syila, the Emperor was stunned, with a little force he turned the body of Syila who is still wearing her hijab.

“Honey? You cried? I hurt you so much? I'm so stupid, I'm sorry, just hit me!” The Emperor carried the reluctant hand of Syila he held towards his chest.

“Did you doubt my feelings all this time? After everything that happened between us! So mean!” cerca Syila with tears.

You idiot! The emperor cursed his folly. Just wanted to see his wife jealous to the point of making her cry.

“I won't repeat it again, I'm sorry, really!” emperor's Promise.

The Emperor wiped the rest of his wife's tears. Peeling off the eyes that had just been crying, down to her ripe lips, ******** for a while, then removing the hijab that was still attached as a form of anger Syila to the Emperor. She would not allow her husband to see her aura.

Aware of the cradle, Syila gave some distance, the Emperor was confused.

“Why else?”

“As punishment, your ration is not given for a week,” Syila was about to turn her body again, wanting to hug the usual forgotten bolster.

“What!” soon the Emperor departed from his sleep, holding Shila's body under it.

“I object!” staring with his own face.

“Can't be bothered!” syila.

“Sayang—“ still trying to negotiate.

“No pity to those already hoping under there?” made as much as possible. His hands are guerrilla to the stomach, in the elus slowly. Not mempan!

“Darling, rejecting the husband is a sin,” but Syila is still indifferent. While the Emperor's hand was stroking the thigh, he attached his lower body to Syila's body. It made Syila close her eyes and bite her lower lip.

“Sayang—“ he sniffles his neck covered in strands of hair, looking for a peaceful scent from there.

The emperor felt Syila's body stiffen, he smiled. Increasingly intensify the action and in the end ******* from Syila comes out as well.

‘Yes!’ the Emperor's cheer inwardly.

“Alright, I give up,” The Emperor is about to wake up from his sleep.

‘What the hell is he, fishing instead of being pulled hook even want to stay away!’ Syila rose first, holding back the Emperor's body that was about to awaken.

“Responsibility!” syila was full of emphasis.

‘Good job!’ inner Emperor with his smirk smile.

“But you said—“ stopped when Syila first silenced her with a kiss.

And that night, the rule of Shila only happened on the lips. She could never resist the charm of her husband. What else if the Emperor's hand had started to touch the skin, giving a hot sensation all over his body. A hot night for the two who are in love. Forget the other side of the room where there are younger men. He was wondering what happened to his brothers after he saw the horror face of Syila. It looks so angry. Open the car door violently and close by slamming it.

“Hah, when did I find a woman I could fully own? What to do love one night first, as my friends there do.”

Rayhan imagines, going on a date through a dating app, then having an illicit relationship, after which there are those who leave no one survives

“Iyuhh, not a nice guy. I don't want to! Never mind I seem to have to sleep a lot.”

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This morning the Emperor would take Rayhan to his office, his first day of apprenticeship. Nothing special, Rayhan will work like a regular employee. With internship status.

Syila stopped her activity, giving her an opinion on Rayhan's question.

“Good the dotted it.”

Rayhan tried to wear it.

“From!” syila's orders. Syila helped tidy up Rayhan's tie and it made their distance so close.

Rayhan was fascinated with Syila's face. His eyes, his lips, if combined look fit and very cool in view.

“Honey,” call the Emperor right with the completion of Syila help Rayhan.

“What do you guys do?” ask again.

“No Kai, just help tidying up his tie,” honestly Syila pointed at Rayhan with an eye tail.

The emperor glared at his little brother. Rayhan smiled strangely.

“You guys made up?” rayhan asked who realized their affection was back after last night's cold war.

“What do you expect?” ketus Emperor.

“You are angry and split, if you have separated I will be your replacement om!” seloroh Rayhan with his style of rancidity that made the couple immediately look at him sharply. Like trying to kill him right then and there.

“Eits, just kidding gais!” the atmosphere turned stifling and felt hot. Rayhan is still displaying a wronged rancid face by drinking a lot of water to relieve the nervousness that envelops his heart. Suddenly he felt uncomfortable.

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“What the fuck? I'm an S1 candidate, in marketing, from a top university, why intern at a mop and broom!” grumbling with cleaning the toilet.

Clarisa who was about to go into the toilet, stopped her steps, her eyes were watching the OB out of place. Because according to him, he is more appropriate in the marketing or product model.

“You're the new OB?” klarisa asked Rayhan.

Rayhan did not immediately reply, he observed the appearance of Clarisa who had been like working at a nightclub. Then Rayhan continued his work again regardless of the question sentence from his senior.

“Cih, so arrogant! Instead of being an OB it's better to be my assistant,” Klarisa rolled her eyes.

Rayhan passed from there.

“Interesting, dear only ordinary employees.”

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Syila had just come from her cake shop, which was soon ready to operate. After that, he bought a lot of snacks.

“Non, a lot, Tuan did not eat something like this,” said Bi Lila helped Syila tidy up her shopping.

“This stock is for me, Bi,” then Syila took a packet of potato chips, brought it to the front of the tv. He was watching a romantic drama, there was a scene almost a kiss. Syila turned off the TV. He immediately ran to the room, picked up his bag and left again. Her husband's office.

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In office.

No words of stale excuse me. Already know where her husband Syila's room immediately slide.

“Nona, where are you going? Master is not being disturbed,” prevent Klarisa who saw Syila already holding the Emperor's door knob.