LOVE CONSULTANT

Heart Contents.

Paijo Pov's.

I really understand the feeling of the Princess who is worried about me. Apparently my wife is slowly starting to worry about my condition which is facing a strange situation for my business.

At first I thought that only one irresponsible person had misled me in the process of building the Anggoro guesthouse. But it turns out that more than one person.

Surprisingly, that person left no trace. Until he's hard for me to track. Joko, an exemplary employee who I consider as a family, whose incident has the ability and experience qualified in tracking someone, in fact he is able to conquer.

I don't know who that person is, I'm definitely overwhelmed here.

On the contrary, he deftly tricked us. Tore down the company I built with great difficulty.

From that company many employees hang their lives there. Feeding his wife's child. It is not uncommon to send his father's hajj.

I deliberately recruited all the people who bullied me first to uplift their dignity and dignity. Because, the average person who bullied me used to have a life far from decent.

They're just pretty cool in front of a lot of people. Especially a cute human like me, to be considered powerful. They are actually nobody.

It was there that my heart was moved to change the mindset that I thought was very old-fashioned and their village. Bullying and degrading the lives of others is not a commendable act where the creature called man, what else is God.

Most of the people looked at me as a village and lowly just because of my geeky and tacky appearance. It is rare for people to judge a human being on the basis of conscience and credibility. If there is, then it is classified as a step, only three percent of the hundred percent of the human population on this earth.

This time I entered into a pit of anxiety, feeling helpless to face the challenge from behind a mysterious figure who had no whereabouts.

Luckily I still have a woman who for several months accompanies and adorns my retina and day.

She, Princess Valeria Prayoga. The haughty girl I managed to conquer with my geeky appearance. The defense collapsed with a single warm embrace and the comfort I offered. Although not infrequently he still sucks.

However, his attitude was precisely the material to carve laughter in my day. He always managed to make me pull both corners of my lips to form various types of smiles.

The princess is a portrait of a tough woman in the midst of the rigors of life. Although honestly he is not from the lower middle class. Rather than a fashionable girl in international style, but labeled rural.

Yes, the Princess is a melenial girl. But we do not forget the norms of life. What a step girl like her.

At first I thought his arrogant attitude was a derivative because it was from among officials. However, apparently the arrogant attitude that he maintained, because he did not want a creature called man of the male sex to humble himself. That was why he maintained a haughty and arrogant attitude. But in fact the Princess is just an ordinary girl who has a noble heart.

It is evident from every confession of the patient I secretly interrogated to find out who my wife really is. Understandably, we married not based on love, but because of misunderstandings.

**

Now I still wallow in a room wrapped in a thick blanket. With my faithful wife.

"Didn't you want to go to the office? it's eight in the morning." The Princess' words did not make me move. Time has shown almost noon. Even the sun had already revealed its light earlier, as if it wanted to greet us.

"I'm still comfortable in this position." I closed my eyes, reluctant to see the world.

To be honest my heart is still troubled, thinking about how the fate of my employees who are at stake right now.

I want to tell all my complaints to the Princess, but the shadow of busyness and workload that meets the busy schedule of the Princess, makes me undo the intention.

He also seemed to understand my condition that was in a state of disrepair, which is why he asked. However, as much as possible I close everything to make it look okay.

I know the Princess can feel how much I'm so agitated right now. However, as a reasonable woman, she did not want to force the will to make me tell stories. He was just interrupting me, that no matter what happened he would still be by my side.

I am so full of the confession of this proud woman in front of me. He who I originally thought was childish, was capable of deciphering the contents of my heart.

In the forced gaze, I was able to catch a mimic of consolation. The middle princess tried to fight the sense between wanting to leave or standing by me and comforting my restless self.

He also chose to stay with me with his new style and was quite brave. For the first time, he wrestled me in the bathroom. But honestly, he was doubtful too.

Doubt that I can see from the look in his eyes that stared doubtfully bathup. However, in such a few minutes, the Princess answered me steadily.

"I'm sure!" Then the Princess started the game by landing a kiss on my lips that still smelled of saliva that had a foul enzyme. However, it seems that he has no intention of changing his mind to make me comfortable and entertained.

Feeling hooked, I finally led him to enter the bathtub and did it there.

Moreover, hormones in the morning still dominate libidoku in the crown.

Although I have to endure back pain, I still carry out obligations. Make the Princess live in comfort. Although my feelings are divided in two. Between me at home and at the office.

The shadow of corporate bankruptcy seems to play on the end of my net that feels hot as a result of the Princess's game that feels good.

This time I was not so focused. Realize how complicated my case is this time.

But I still move up and down regularly. So it creates a bubble of water over the bath where we do it. As much as possible I have to cover up my passion which is not so much as it is, because once again my mind is divided in two.

Then I felt like my libido was about to be channeled, releasing white liquid into my wife's womb.

At the same time, the princess felt the same way. Where he also convulsed violently when his desires were channeled. It was as if my egg and sperm were racing to collide at the speed of forming a blood clot and becoming a human.

Then then, then,

"Paijo's..." The princess sighed my name while collapsing in my arms. Then I said thank you for your efforts in comforting me. Although I honestly don't need to make love right now. But I really appreciate the efforts of my wife who always had noble intentions. That's why I don't hesitate to say thank you. A difficult sentence I made for the hypocritical man who originally came to me and presented me with a cheap project. However, state he left without a trace. To make the soul of my employees like living in squalor.

**

At the company I founded a few years ago. A place where a lot of people I picked up on the side of the road scooped up money coffers.

Here, at the end of the room is a window. From behind that window, I can see that most of my employees are working hard. Some were laughing, and some were arguing over who first held the shovel and cement.

All I could see was that face clearly from my greatness room.

"Joko, look at those who are there. They smiled brightly without knowing, that the smile would soon be gone when they found out the fact that this company had suffered a loss."

"How are we going to pay their wages? do we have to tell them that the company is currently experiencing coleph, forcing them to wrap up the smile?" lirihku while staring pity at some of my employees who were complaining of the mixture downstairs.

"I'm sorry sir if this time I'm presumptuous." Joko's voice seemed to imply a suggestion. However, I still refused to turn my body to face him.

"Just tell Joko. I don't want to exchange ideas with anyone." I breathed heavily, as if the burden had wrapped my shoulders.

"Look, sir, how about the guesthouse we're on behalf of the company. Or the names of your masters. So that we can sell it freely to cover the wages of employees that you are worried about right now." Joko's advice has a point, too. But I'm not a thief. That guesthouse is not mine that I can sell at will. Although there is actually a lot of effort and sweat results of my employees there. But still, the guesthouse wasn't mine. That irresponsible person only wears my body. But he's gone nowhere.

This time I turned my body to face Joko who was looking at me expectantly. So I ask for his advice.

"Thank you for your advice, Joko. You are my most loyal and competent employee. But we are not thieves. This company I built is not the result of corruption or deceiving the power of the common people. Except for my many years of effort." I held onto both of Joko's shoulders, and stared fixedly at the man whose appearance was not much different from mine.

"But we have no other choice, sir." circus Joko. The anxiety scarring was very noticeable on his cupid face like me.

"Or how about you ask your wife for help to cover the employee's wages?" added Joko who followed with my sharp gaze.

This time I was really offended. I can't bring the Princess into my trouble. What else about money.

We are husband and wife, but that does not mean I have the right to take advantage of him who has a brilliant career. All this time I have been supporting him with all my efforts. Not knowing how much salary he had.

"Are you crazy Joko?" my gaze was so sharp that it pierced through the black netra of this man in front of me.

"I don't want to implicate my wife in this fucking case!" imbuh I do not accept.

"But we have no other choice, sir." I confirmed Joko's words. But I really can't break the principle of my life that I've held so high.

Now I am in a dilemma. He wanted to be a thief or be a beggar to his own wife.

"Come out Joko. I want to be alone" I said, choosing to be alone in a room where I could spill all my complaints there.

Without refuting again, Joko finally came out leaving me here who was still foggy. My heart is broken. My soul is vulnerable when I see the smile of my employees that will soon fade.

How else would they make a living in the cruel world? how do they bring home a sack of rice every month that I hand out in the company? how do they send their children to the elite schools they dream of? and there are many more questions in my mind that I find hard to solve alone.

To be continued.