My Choice of Woman

Episode 139's

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Naresh and Fernando had agreed that the two women would go on adventures of their own. Especially Kinanti. who reminded her to go home. Everything went according to plan. Today Anneline welcomed her husband's departure to the airport. He did ask not to come and Fernando also agreed.

There's a price to be paid by Anneline. A first night delayed six years ago. It is not surprising that Fernando just bowed to him. A very expensive price, let her hymen tear with people she does not love.

Only Naresh will lead the company in the next few months. Anneline has also prepared several plans for her vacation in Milepolis to last longer. But let today he finish the theatre of sandirwara in front of many people. He wept shed tears of lies in order to live the role.

“I'll be back, we'll do the dance.” Fernando gently touched Anneline's hand giving a small feeling.

Anneline just nodded. She let go of her husband at the airport. Her crying is getting sobbing. Hope there are still tears of falsehood left.

“You must obey Brother Naresh while I am gone. Let Kinanti take care of you, she is already proficient in self-defense.” Fernando smiles. He was a little disappointed with the decision of Anneline who did not want to participate. But there is something that makes him not need to force his wife, the inner pleasure that has been done last night.

Fernando brought one of his confidants to take part in this journey. He believes his wife is safe, probably not going to commit murder again. He had also revoked his permission to use a weapon, so it was not too much of a problem to let him go for an adventure.

Fernando has also seen the physical changes of the increasingly agile Kinanti and able to protect himself. Some time ago, he saw Kinanti and his wife fighting empty-handed. It's part of the exercise. They attack each other and defend. In a hand-to-hand fight, Kinanti clearly got her victory, she was small-bodied more agile when building a surprise attack.

“Goodbye, pray for me.” Fernando kissed his wife's forehead. Soon his legs will be able to walk just like any normal person.

Anneline hugged back. In fact, he was already very sick of this pretended cry. He hopes the time will soon switch until his body immediately rested, tired of having to feel sad even though his heart is happy.

Goodbye my husband, no rush to heal. Let your wife enjoy her world. Let me fly free out of that golden cage. Hope you're healthy, Honey.

A sneaky smile expands on Anneline's arch. One obstacle has disappeared, just how to convince Kinanti to immediately return to her hometown. If the calculations are correct, ten more days of events in the city will begin.

I'll surprise you, Ilham, in that event. Wait for me to come, baby.

“Tiring day.” Naresh exhaled heavily, he felt extremely exhausted for today. The man opened the door of his house. As usual there was a small welcome from Kinanti. For Naresh the smile of the little girl in the white knit sweeter and wearing a knee-length skirt was enough to relieve fatigue.

“It looks like Brother is looking tired? Is the job so much?” Kinanti had already picked up the tote box bag that Naresh had brought.

He didn't need an answer from that guy. Because Kinanti knew, it must be tough running a big company. Only he himself led.

“Does Brother Naresh want to soak in warm water? In a moment, I'll set up.” Kinanti had already entered Naresh's room with a carry-on bag.

Naresh. He sat on the couch to get tired. His eyes closed feeling a body that was too comfortable leaning on the sofa.

“Kak, the warm water is ready.” Kinanti out of the room.

Naresh opened his eyes. He had to shower immediately because his skin was very sticky, very uncomfortable. Soaking in warm water can relieve a very sore body, he thought.

“Thank you.” Naresh smilingly stroked the top of Kinanti's head that was still standing in front of the room.

The girl saw Naresh step foot into the bathroom. He knew very well that the man was too much of a job burden to bear. “Will I make warm tea for him.”

Kinanti was happy to be able to repay Naresh's kindness. According to him, he is a good man can sometimes make a sense of annoyance if it is too imposing his will.

In the kitchen is the favorite room of the Kinanti. The room is designed modern but still in a minimalist concept. It heats the water to brew tea. Deftly the girl serves two cups and pours a typical jasmine-scented tea bag. The hot water is ready, the smoke is steaming warm. He poured the water into a cup and turned it into a typical brownish water tea. The smell of fresh jasmine.

“May Brother Naresh like my homemade tea.” Kinanti smiled, she carried a tray containing two cups of jasmine-scented tea and a bowl of diced sugar that was as white as snow. He'll give you this tea in Naresh's room. He was sure the man would tell him his long day. Every night there is an activity that should not be missed, a night chat with warm tea. The mention of Naresh.

Without knocking on the door, Kinanti immediately entered the room. A second later he saw Naresh with charm after bathing, hair and skin that still contained refreshing dew points. The man rubbed a white towel over his head to allow the water droplets to dry. In the second second, Kinanti realized that the man was not wearing anything, clean like a baby.

“Aaaaaakkkkkkk!” Kinanti's reflex dropped the tray she was carrying so that her two hands immediately covered her face from that view. Naas, the contents of the tray fell scattered and broke. The hot tea water hit his feet.

“Kinan!” No less surprised, Naresh did not realize that the girl entered his room without warning or knocking on the door. He is used to it, if finished bathing will not wear a towel. For him to be free, he still feels single. But now it was different, he had forgotten that this little girl could enter at any time. Even worse, he forgot to lock the door.

Naresh rushes to wrap the towel he uses to dry his hair. He saw Kinanti's feet were flushed due to doused in brownish water that he brought. It must be hot water. He was convinced that the girl was in pain to endure the pain of the water she was carrying. With great care, Naresh carried Kinanti to do first aid. His eyesight had to be meticulous and precise, he had to step up and avoid the broken cups strewn across the floor.

“Sister! Why is my brother carrying me! Release!” Kinanti rebelled, she also still held back the pain because her leg was doused in the hot tea she made.

“I have to treat you! Your legs are reddened and blistered.”Naresh was not yet dressed, he carried the girl to the bathroom. He should immediately flush the feet of the Kinanti with running water.

Naresh placed the girl in a closed closet so she could sit down. Carefully Naresh opened the water faucet and he helped Kinanti relieve her pain. “Proposy yes, hold it for a while.”

He saw that Kinanti was still grimacing in pain. Even if he had mastered martial techniques, he would still feel pain. “Why should you bother bringing drinks to my room?”