
Kiran was so flabbergasted, with no flickering at all, when her two legs were already treading in front of the COMPANY GROUP office page. Keep throwing his gaze at the multi-storey building, because it was so amazed by the architecture of the building.
"It turns out this is Mas Rangga's company, and the building is so mega. And this made me feel even more inferior, and not worthy of being with him. And because I'm sure, maybe because I feel like I'm not comparable to Doctor Rani, that makes it hard for me to reach out to her heart."
"Come Miss!" take Doni, who defends Kiran's long daydream.
"I..Yes." replied Kiran stammered, because she felt ashamed, with her own attitude, and it did not escape the view of Rangga who had noticed the attitude of his wife.
"If any of my men had seen your behavior, they would have laughed at you!"
"Leave it, they don't even know that I'm your wife!" kiran answered ketus, making Rangga so inflamed.
****
The elevator door opened, as the three were already on the twenty floor. Taking his long steps, alternating with Rangga. Found a female figure with their Boss, diverting many pairs of eyes, who were there. And of course that, provoked their curiosity.
"Doni...Doni.." call one of the female employees, after finding their Boss, already crossed a little distance from his Secretary.
Stopping his footsteps, with the body he turned on the origin of the sound.
"Why?"
"Who was that woman you were with? Is he a new employee here?"
Smirked low, after hearing a question from his co-worker.
"That's our President's wife!"
Perfectly rounded the girl's eyeballs, staring in disbelief at Doni.
"really? Didn't you say it wrong? How could this handsome President of ours be enamored with such a woman?!"
"So where's the problem? If she's our boss's wife!"
"No problem, it's just very different from Doctor Rani, who is beautiful, tall, and educated. And if you'll find out, his wife, our boss, where does that work?"
"It's important to you?!"
"No really..It's just that Miss Della came looking for our President, and I think Miss Della is much more suited to the boss. Don't you know that Miss Della graduated from one of the most prestigious universities in America?"
"Why don't you just say that you deserve to be the wife of our President!" said Doni annoyed, immediately passed by.
****
Kiran circulated her gaze all over, staring in admiration at the luxury of her husband's workspace. His gaze swept across the whistling, scrutinizing the faithful corner of the room with footsteps that he continued to take slowly.
"If you're thirsty, there's a cold drink available in the room."
"Yes Mas." replied Kiran, without turning her face to look at Rangga.
Stopping the gaze of his eyes, as the two eyes caught a picture frame displayed inside the wall of the room.
Sighing his long breath, the scratches again greeted his heart.
Continues to look around every corner of the room, and stop the gaze of those eyes on Rangga's desk. The hand was stretched long, when it found a picture frame with a position that was behind it.
Kiran's self-conscious feeling, hoping it wasn't the pain she found anymore. But all that was only hope, because again the photo of Doctor Rani was the one he met.
"Anything, I'm trying to reach out to your heart...Still, it's only Doctor Rani you love. Can't you, you're leaving a gap for me?" Smiling, with eyes that were already foggy with sadness.
The sound of an open door being heard, Kiran quickly put back the picture frame.
"Do you want to eat? Let me order it now."
"Not yet, I'm still full!" kiran's lie, which felt as bright as her meal, was instantly gone, when she only found the face of Doctor Rani, who adorned her husband's study. Reversing the gaze of the body, and stepping into a room that became one, with Rangga's work space.
Being inside, he only found a large closet, a table and also a long sofa. Turned his face away, and took a step to the edge of the glass-walled building. Laughing away her eyes, enjoying the beauty of her husband's multi-storey building.
"Very beautiful, and very lucky woman who will be able to reach her heart."
Kiran carved beautifully in that glass-walled building. It depicts a heart, which he writes only his name. KIRAN, with an arrow.
"There's no way I'm writing his name with me, because his heart isn't really mine."
Keep dancing his lentic finger there, and it was not spared from the sight of Rangga, who apparently had noticed what his wife did.
"What did you write?" The outburst of the question left Kiran shocked, and just as her hand was about to wipe back the image, Rangga quickly blocked it.
"Kiran.." said Rangga, when he only found Kiran's name there.
"Yes Mas. One day if I find a man who loves me, then this empty side will be written by his name." A small smile, with a drift on Rangga's black iris.
"And who is that guy?!"
"Only time can you answer!" answer smiled.
"Never stop loving me!"
"I can't promise you that" he said. Smiled, and again pitted his two eyes, with the owner of that glare.
Long time staring at each other, until passion hit the two again, when the lips were already linked to each other. An ordinary kiss, a kiss so demanding.
"Can you take me to a comfortable place?" lirih Kiran with heavy breathing, when the self has been washed away, with kisses that Rangga spread around the neck area.
Without answering, the slender body was immediately Rangga lift-carry him towards the bed, to return to continue their story.
****
As the elevator doors opened, Devan immediately stretched his two legs toward his best friend's den.
Stopped the footsteps for a moment, when he was in front of Doni's desk.
"Doni..." The grilling voice greeted him, making the face as he lifted up.
"Doctor Devan.. When are you coming back from abroad?"
"Two days ago, and yesterday my assistant told me that your boss was looking for me. And is your boss inside?"
"Just get in the doctor..Mr. Rangga, is in his study."
"All right, I'll meet him now" Devan said, with the footsteps he immediately took.
Opening the door of the room - but he did not find Rangga's whereabouts at all.
"Where is he?" muttered Devan. Stepping towards the room, when believing that Rangga is in there. But the footsteps he paused, when he heard the moans of pleasure that sounded very clearly, from inside the room.
"Damn! It seems like I came at an inopportune moment!" he murmured, immediately taking a step outside from inside the study.
Doni who found out again, the existence of Doctor Devan, was immediately struck by curiosity.
"Doctor why are you back? Isn't Mr Rangga, inside? And why is your face so pale?"
"Can you give me some water? All of a sudden, it was like I was in the desert!"
"Drink mine. I haven't touched it at all."
Without talk, Devan grabbed the glass of water, and drank it to the toilet.
"You seem to be very thirsty. Is the Doctor on foot, when he's here?!" doni taunts.
"Do you think my profession, as a doctor, makes me unable to afford a car?!" ask her back, with a face that looks upset.
"I'm sorry." replied Doni, with a sinless smile.
Immediately anchored the body in the chair, with the face still looking paled.
"Is your master's wife here? I mean Kiran!"
"Yes. Miss Kiran, it's here."
"just fine. But why is it in broad daylight?!"
"What do you mean Doctor? I don't understand. And why did the doctor come back outside?"
"Your master, is wading through the ocean, which I have never been to."
"I mean??" doni asked back, who did not understand the words of Doctor Devan.
"You are so stupid! I, who never dated, could tell! Why have you ever played with a woman, not knowing at all?!"
Doni laughed lowly, and now he knew what Doctor Devan was saying.
"Eat him immediately find a partner Doctor, because once you have felt it, surely you want to feel again. And if the Doctor wants, for a while at night we just go to the night club, there are many beautiful girls, and some are putting up with low rates, up to tens of millions of rupiahs, he said, but of course it's a pretty one, and the body must be fine!"
"Do I think I'm a sinful man like you?! Who likes to keep himself to women?!" fierce, which makes Doni's face change pias.
****
A few hours, and several times to unite with Kiran, now Rangga has returned to dressing neatly, after cleaning himself.
"Prepare yourself, I'll order food for us."
"Mas...Can I borrow your shirt?"
"Just put on a woman's clothes, that's in the closet."
"But..."
"It does not belong to Rani, the clothes were deliberately prepared for you," continued Rangga, with footsteps that he immediately took.