Marrying a Crazy Man

The Hot Night.

Already all day Medina did not shower, Even when she went to a party she just washed her face. Medina is very uncomfortable if you have to take a bath in the hospital.Medina who felt the rage finally decided to take a shower that night.

His hands grabbed his back trying to unzip the dress he was wearing.Some strands of hair he stalls stuck in the back zipper of his dress, already several times he tried to open it but because the hair was stuck making the zipper very difficult he opened himself.

Firo is still struggling with her laptop.Salah almost fifteen minutes Medina can not open her dress. She could not open her dress and decided to go out of the bathroom asking for her husband's help.

"Darling," call Medina.

"Hem" Firo who didn't see him just cleared his throat.

"Can help me no" Medina said.

"What help?" firo asked was still busy not looking.

"Please help me unzip my shirt,"

Medina stood up to her husband to help him take off his dress.

Firo still did not turn his head but his hand he turned to the zipper of his wife's dress.

"Some of my hair was stuck in my shirt" Medina said.

Firo started to turn his head towards Medina when the zipper many times did not immediately go down.

"It's only fitting that I couldn't open it" Firo said.

Eyes sparkling.

"If not, I can open it myself, too" Medina said.

Her hair is side to her right shoulder so as not to disturb. Medina's half-opened back showed her white sincerity.

Firo swallowed his saliva, his two eyes did not stop blinking at the half-open back that made his gaze which from earlier focused on the laptop switch to a smooth white back.

Firo immediately closed the laptop and immediately removed it from the side.With his reflex hands Firo who was still trying to open the zipper turned to touch the top of his wife's back.

Very subtle, he murmured.

Medina's body trembled slightly with Firo's gentle touch on her nape.Firo brought her face closer to the neck of the level.

"Honey stop, I haven't had a bath" Medina said with a pang of firo's breath.

"Are you deliberately teasing me" he said in Medina's right ear.

Medina squeezed the dress she still wore.He who felt the rage getting hotter on her.

"That's not what I mean... "

His words were stifled because Firo had already covered his mouth with his red lips.

It feels so sweet.

Her cheeks were made to blush she did not dare to look at her husband.The hands of Firo who was originally behind her back have now moved to another place, a place that feels more tender to hold.

Firo could not stand the dress that was still on Medina immediately she was torn on the back because it was very difficult for her to escape.

Brett.

The sound of the dress tearing was loud in the suddenly silent room.Some strands of Medina's hair that were still stuck finally released.Firo immediately threw the dress when it managed to tear it all the way down.

"It seems like tonight I have to forget about my problem" Firo said as he gently pulled his wife's body.

***

After the bath Medina looked so fresh. Even because of the activity just now, making Firo finally take a shower too.

Medina was glazed in front of the mirror. Although not the first time Medina still seemed embarrassed by her husband's behavior just now. Many times she smiled to herself in light of her husband's gentle treatment. This time they both enjoyed it more than before.

Firo hugged his wife from behind who was still sitting in front of the mirror.

Sometimes they smile together.

"Are you feeling better, dear" said Medina.

"really? " said Medina smiling.

"It seems like the most effective stress medicine is to play with my wife" Firo said, dipping his wife's hair.

***

In Mr. Bram's office, by the,

That morning Firo entered the room that looked the largest compared to other private rooms.

On the chair was already sitting a person who was dressed dapper and had a slight thin mustache under his nose was already waiting for him.

Secretary Andre who was in the room then resigned to leave them so they could freely chat together.

"Sit down" Bram told his son after Secretary Andre walked out of his room.

"How are you Firo?" ask Mr. Bram.

Firo sat down in front of his father.

"My news is fine" he replied.

The two people who have a father-child relationship look awkward when chatting together.Since the death of his mother Firo has not received the warm treatment of a father anymore.

"How's the case at the Axon Hotel? I heard also last night at the Aurora Hotel also having problems?" Mr. Bram started the conversation.

"It looks like I don't have to explain at length, instead Andre's secretary must have told you" Firo said.

Mr. Bram, who was sitting in his chair, turned to sit at the table and approached his son.

"What are you going to do to solve the problem?" ask Mr. Bram.

"I will find the culprit, even if it is from my own family I will give the calculation to him" Firo said.

"Are you sure it's from the inside?" ask Mr. Bram.

"I'm very sure, because from childhood I've been accustomed to the presence of enemies in the blanket" said Firo firmly.

"Be careful with your actions! you must have solid evidence"

Mr. Bram warned.

Mr. Bram is approaching Firo.

"Firo, do you know, From the time I was little Daddy had to be the backbone of the family, Daddy was always trying to get what Daddy wanted. Even the success Daddy's had wasn't as easy as getting it,"

"I am a child, a scavenger born to a poor family. Every day I have to find a bite of rice to support my two crippled sisters and my mother,"

"Various ways I do to make money. Being poor is sick. Many times my family was despised, kicked door to door for not being able to pay rent.Eating food from the garbage side by side with cats and dogs."

"You don't know how hard it is that I can finally get all of this" Mr. Bram said at length.

Firo pulled the chair a little away from his father, "What is your purpose in talking like that?" ask Firo.

Mr. Bram smiled widely.

"I want you to be like me" said Mr. Bram.

Firo stared intently at his father.

"I want you to be like a starving wolf, always dissatisfied with what you achieve. You have to take down all the enemies in front of you that bother you.Don't let anyone else destroy you" said Mr. Bram.

Firo smiled slantingly in front of his father. He digested what his father had just said.

Firo brought his body closer right in front of his father. His eyes stared intently at his father like he was about to pounce.

"Well, I will be like you, a wolf who will bite his enemy into his prey. Even if the enemy is the one standing in front of him,"

Firo's words made Mr. Bram speechless.