My Fierce Boss's

Special work

Dena went into her room and found her husband standing on the balcony of her room. The man looked pensive as he stared at the bright blue sky and the white clouds that were clumping in several places. Dena walked up to him and stood beside Fairel while holding on to the balcony barrier.

"Riggers?" asked Dena to make the man's mood decrease. I know why I still ask again.

The man did not look at all. That instant also Fairel felt a gentle swipe on his arm.

"Can't be angry, later old spit." said Dena instead of calming even make the man's patience thin.

"Why gambek anyway? Hm?" dena asked as she turned her husband's body against her.

"What was the conversation in the car? I didn't mean to make you really angry."

"I'm sorry if my attitude makes you so emotional. Come on dong, we just got home." Dena still persuaded in her own way.

Fairel looked at his wife's face for a moment, then turned his gaze back the other way. I heard the breath of that man.

"You doubt me." said Fairel.

"meaning?" asked Dena not understand.

"You said, if the reason you gave me those terms was just to see my sincerity. It means you doubt me. Now, do you still doubt my sincerity?"

"And the reason I want to purify myself is because of one thing. I work with you, you automatically pay for my performance. I know I'm just a regular guy. I should have given you a living. Not the other way around."

"Nothing special about me. What would people say if they knew you were married to a regular employee? I'm happy, I'm so happy because now we're together. But aren't you ashamed?"

Fairel threw out his uneg-unions that came from his own thinking. Dena who heard that grumbled softly.

"A silly, stupid, short excuse. I'm also an ordinary man. Not everyone can be happy with luxury. I have been enjoying luxury since a long time ago. Everything I ask for is loved."

"I just want to live a simple life with the people I love. I'm marrying you not for wealth. But, with this marriage we can fight together and be able to understand each other's person."

"So, if you always think about finances, it must be endless. I don't want to prolong this. I think this problem is over, there's nothing to worry about anymore" Dena said.

"I'll go down first. You calm your mind first, I don't want later even me who laugh emotion."

She looked at her husband before she walked away. However, just as a few steps away, suddenly his hand was pulled so that it made him enter into the arms of the man.

"Sorry, my mind is fucked up. I mostly think about what the future holds. I'm sorry." the man hugged his wife tightly.

Dena immediately returned Fairel's embrace and patted her back softly.

"It's okay. I understand your feelings. I hope you don't think weird anymore. We are married, we should have gone through it together. I also want us to be open to each other, whenever there's a problem, it's gonna be talked about fine."

Fairel nodded her head. The man did not let go of his embrace at all. He was still breathing deeply into the scent of his wife's body.

"Darling." call Fairel clean.

"Hmm??" sahut Dena's.

"Would you like to have a mom?" fairel asked suddenly. Hearing that Dena instantly let go of her embrace and looked at her husband with a frown.

"Why?" ask Dena back.

"No, I just want the nanya, you want to procrastinate or not."

"When postponed first how?"

"No problem though. Marriage is not all about children. There are also people who do not want to have children and some are waiting for it." replied Fairel wise.

"When not delayed how?" ask Dena.

Fairel was stunned, for a moment he immediately looked at his mischievous wife. "Ekhemm.." The man still had time to cleared his throat. "If not delayed..."

"Abkkkhhh..." Dena immediately screeched as soon as Fairel directly carried her. The man walked quickly to the mattress and immediately threw his wife's body there and then directly overpowered him.

"Gee! Habits like impromptu. I told you if you want anything it's love me first." scolded Dena while gently pounding her husband's shoulder.

"Hehe. Next time I will give you a cue. Examples now. So...??" Fairel looked at his wife with a flick of mischievous eyes.

"God! We just arrived." decak the woman did not think out. At that moment he felt the man's hand start guerrilla in his thigh and then go up to his stomach behind the clothes he was wearing.

"There's no harm, right?" fairel said without guilt. His hands were slid behind the woman's clothes.

Dena closed her eyes for a moment as her husband's mischievous hands rose upward. "Ga there's a harm. But, there is a lot of harm." said Dena with bated breath.

"What is the concept?" avenged Fairel trying to distract his wife.

"Well, not how."

For a moment the atmosphere became silent. Dena let her husband's hand wander over her chest.

"Hmm?" fairel muttered looking at his wife's face that looked already limp underneath.

"Where did you forget we were?" dena's breath was choked and was heard hunting.

"Not forgetting it." Fairel turned her gaze towards the wall clock. "There's still time." The man's monologue.

"Are you tired?" ask Fairel ambiguously.

"Why is that?" astonished his wife even though she had understood enough of the codes that Fairel gave her.

"I want you to work." In that instant Fairel turned his body until now he moved to the bottom position, while his wife overcame him.

"Well, what's the job? Where's the laptop, paper, and pen?" the woman giggled amusedly.

"Syuttt.it works in a special field." Fairel put his index finger right over his wife's lips. After saying so, his hand went down to his wife's waist. With one pull, the man had managed to take off his wife's shirt which was then wearing a sweeter.

"Ckckl! What special stripped gini?" cibir Dena pursed her lips.

"Ready?" the man asked and did not respond to his wife's complaint.

"Just a minute." snooze the woman.

Fairel looked at his wife confused. "What else?"

"It's not fair to know. You dare to take off my clothes. Why don't I go to you too?" dena's hand touched her husband's chest. Then, his fingers guerrilla take off one by one the buttons of the man's shirt.

"If so, tell dong from earlier." as quickly as lightning Fairel helped his wife unbutton all her clothes and take them off until the man was not wearing her clothes.

When it was released, Fairel pulled Dena's head down. The man also raised his head slightly as their lips almost met.

However, when the two lips were about to meet, suddenly someone knocked on the door from the outside making the newlyweds immediately scattered back wearing their clothes that had been lying on the floor.

The two looked at each other and laughed.

"Yes!! Who is bothering you!?" inner Fairel mengumpaatt.

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