Me VS Crazy CEO's

Bited by ants

Ica set her tel4nj4nk foot on the beach sand, this is not the first time she stepped on the beach. But this Bali girls.everything looks special. Because Ica dreamed of it a long time ago, not with the care of her noisy nieces, but with calmness and maturity.

Ica is so beautiful among the sheen of rolling sea water. The sea breeze that brushed her hair also brought out the delicate scent of green tea from Ica's hair, Ica occasionally tidied her hair, as she remembered the red mark on her neck, and Jihad laughed at it.

Ica sniffed cynically, sometimes she nagged.

"This work of yours !"

"Bikin' embarrassed !"

"It needs to be closed, you're more sexy, " whispered Jihad embracing Ica's waist to close. Ica bowed to grab the sea water as much as she could and splashed on Jihad.

"Your bad brains must be washed with sea water !" Ica laughed at Jihad who gasped when hit by splashing sea water.

"There is a fishy smell of fish !" Jihad carried Ica by holding her and carrying her running through the sea water, making Ica laugh with laughter to be sent down. True Jihad has sent him down.

"Blubhhh !" Ica was immediately soaked because it was lowered right in the sea water that swept the beach, until when the sea water returned home, Ica's body was dragged, too, sontak Ica grabbed the foot of Jihad made the owner fall and roll with the flow of water.

Both feel pain in the eyes, and salty in the mouth.

"Piuhhhh pffttt..it's ! the sand goes into the mouth !" exciting Ica. Their behavior is like a child sd children who have just seen the beach for the first time.

"This how do we get back to the hotel ? her clothes are wet just as sticky ?!" both are enjoying the young coconut.

"We buy clothes impromptu, he said to want to see the sunset first before going home, "answer Jihad rubbed the cheeks of Ica which was plastered by a lot of beach sand.

After feeling the heat of the sun getting stinging, the two look for a stall by by and buy a change of clothes for them.

"Bath in a hotel in the distance bee," Ica dyedukan looking for a public toilet.

"We rent the nearest inn first, so we can take a shower."

Both get into the car and look for the nearest inn, because the plan wants to see the sunset like Ica wishes.

Jihad turned his wheel into the street to his left and directed him to the inn row.

"That's a bee, let's not be too far the same beach !" point Ica towards a jasmine-class inn that is quite complete with facilities. After the reservation both take the key and search the room.

"I used to what were you ?!" ask Ica. But Jihad embraced and embraced Ica tightly.

"We, "his lips swept over Ica's lips at a glance.

"Asin, "the two laughed.

"Ga want ahhh, I'm still lemes. During the day it gets hotter" replied Ica.

"I used to want to eat or we eat out ?" ask Jihad.

"Eat here a rich bee, I cape," Ica still sat in the chair waiting for her turn, while Jihad had entered the bathroom.

Before long, about 15 minutes Jihad had finished bathing and changing his clothes, Ica began to get used to the torn bread of her husband.

"This used to make me mupeng, " pinch Ica when Jihad was still half open at the top. Jihad chuckles, "time at the hotel ?" Ica shakes.

"When fitting futsal, you stunt open the shirt to the limit of the stomach !" answer Ica.

"Look, "Jihad in the nose of Ica.

"I see you whose lips resemble the gossip account of your body will continue to flatten le toy."

"But it turns out I was wrong, you are emejing !!" I Ica unabashedly, made Jihad laugh.

"It's yours !" Jihad guided Ica's hand to re-touch her chest and stomach.

"Ji, I love you !" said Ica lirih. Ica is indeed different, she has never been shy to let out her heart since long ago.

"Love you more, but your hair smells of cue fish !" his chuckling broke the mood, the habit.

"Yes, you've taken a shower, if you want romantic romance later, I'm looking for lunch first !" Ica agreed and went into the bathroom.

"You lock the door first, afraid someone's coming in !" pinta Jihad's.

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The status of the CEO does not make Jihad require eating on a luxurious table only or eating in a classy restaurant, this has happened since long ago.since knowing a beautiful girl who is now his wife.

Sitting on a floor while enjoying Balinese food, not in a golden plate, but in a sterofoam and other food wrapping boxes accompanied by plastic spoons. As long as you eat with loved ones, then everything feels luxurious. Even they do not hesitate to feed each other just to taste each other's food. Jihad is even more comfortable to be fed this hand by Ica.

"Hubliness !" Jihad rubbed the rough face of Ica who was soon approaching the dream gate.

"Isa ! you are a habit ! if I'm sleepy again heavy, ready to take off even bother !" pebik pissed.

"You can eat don't go straight to sleep, fat !"

"Ga strong sleepy, it's been 2 days I've been sleep deprived ! keep on getting !" said Ica half-conscious, Jihad along with her body beside Ica turned her head fixed to look at Ica's face which was only a few cent away from her, soft face with eyes closed and children's hair swayed touched by the coolness of the AC and wind from the gap of the ventilation of the inn. Both of them just lazily in the room until the time is near the afternoon they will return to the beach as Ica requests. Until the regular gusts of Ica indicate that the woman is asleep. Quickly for Ica to fall asleep. Jihad is not new to Ica, this woman is no longer awkward, asleep, crying and even farting in front of Jihad. The friendship of the two that makes it easy for the two to interact without having to recognize the word awkward.

"Cup, "a kiss was thrust on Ica's smooth cheek, the owner unmoved. If in the past Jihad hesitated to kiss the cheeks as smooth as this marble, but his mind was already dusty. But now, he was free to do so at any time without having to think about anything else. Jihad turned his body to the side facing Ica, stroking Ica's cheek with the back of his index finger. I don't know when he fell asleep with his hands hugging Ica.

Ica moves limited, it feels like her body can not move freely. Ica blinked, and adjusted her eyes to the light of the room. Quickly, he fell asleep in the arms of this man, who thought of him as a bolster.

"Bee, "grotesque.

"Hm,"

"Ga tau, "his answer was short and did not want to open his eyes immediately.

"Bee uh, afraid of going to the afternoon, " replied Ica trying to escape from the arms of this one kurawa child. Jihad squirmed but instead of letting go, he snorted in the scent of Ica's neck, making the owner crumble.

"Bee uh, "he wants to avoid.

"What, "

"Lepasin, don't get rich gini ! i'm ticklish.." Jihad bit off Ica's ear lobe before waking up and reaching for her phone.

"Hour 3, "murm Jihad.

"Road now yu bee, "take Ica.

"I go to the toilet first, "he answered inching from the bed.

Ica has returned fresh, the energy is fully charged.

"Come bee, "he wrapped his arm around Jihad's arm.

"Sun is first !" point Jihad at her cheek, Ica said, despite the embarrassment of being in a public place.

"The other one will be envious, "appoint it on the other cheek, Ica again according to.

But again Jihad pointed to his lips, "this is it ?!"

Ica throttled, not according to this time he even pushed the forehead of Jihad.

"That !!! where do you want it again, I paste it with my sandals as well ?!" Jihad laughs, my Ica...

"Let's go daddy !!!" Ica get in the car. But Jihad was silent, not even forwarding his car.

"Come bee road, ntar jammed !" said Ica raising her eyebrows next door.

"The gas is not yet filled !" the answer.

"That's full !" point the Ica towards the needle of the gas tank.

"It's not car gasoline, it's driver gasoline" Ica narrowed her eyes, she knew where this was going.

"Engga, " fierce Ica.

"Yes, it's not going to work, "challenge Jihad turn and turn off the car engine.

"Ish !" his grunt folded both hands on his chest.

Ica glanced at the Jihad who had no intention of succumbing, instead she leaned her head on the back of the bench and closed her eyes casually.

Ica took off the folds of her hands, she opened her seatbelt and leaned towards Jihad, then grabbed both of Jihad's firm jaws and kissed her lips. Unexpectedly Jihad was deliberately waiting for bait eaten by its prey. With a lightning-fast movement pressing the nape of Ica to further explore together, pull Ica's waist to stay seated and not limp. Makes Ica's brain so blank, can not think of anything other than the very smoldering gelora of the two, washed away by the flow of the flow of mara is so melenakan, until he gasped as Jihad bit his lower lip, the heat he felt did not last long, for Jihad swept him repeatedly with his boneless tongue, although after the two re-awakened the feeling of the nyut nyutan like bitten by an ant again felt.

"Perfectly, "his murmur rubbed Ica's lips wet and slightly swollen with her thumb.

"Not sick ?" ask Jihad.

Ica hit Jihad's chest.

"Don't get bitten by peakk !!! pain !" hiss Ica, which produced a burst of Jihad laughter.

"Yu yuu road !!! I take it with sunset ! same as shopping !" wheedled.

"Ga has !" resounding.

"Usually are you most excited about a treaty ?" ask Jihad while driving his car.

"Owwwwhhhh the CEO's wife, do not want to be wooed using a treaty nih yeee !" tempt Jihad narrowed his eyes.

"Ish, diem ah ! I'm angry !" ketus Ica even makes Jihad anxious.

Just getting out of the inn, the speed of the car had to stop, on the road ahead there was an event, Jihad patted his bidat.

"Why forget !" said it.

"Why ?!" ask Ica.

"Tomorrow Nyepi, so now the people of Bali ngadain Ogoh ogoh parade.it !" pointing Jihad towards the crowd in front of them, Ica saw a huge doll of spooky creatures being paraded by the citizens.

"Bee, that's a really big sleek ! it's so big !" exclaim Ica amazed to see the statue/big doll in the form of a human but, has horns and hairy, soccer with the face of the monster, if Momo saw it was certain that the little girl would cry, larger many times than ondel ondel.

"Darling, it's a shame we changed the flight home schedule, I checked for a second !" Jihad grabbed the phone in his pocket and typed something. While Ica was still amazed and amazed by the march ahead, it was rare for her to find an event like this. How rare he never even, because this is the first time he saw the traditions of Balinese society.

"Bee, look at that !!! that one is serem, it's cool bad sii, "Ica doesn't stop clucking in awe, she's already positioned her phone to record this rare moment.

"Done, dear bakwan.sorry we go home tonight yes, "

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