My President

Little Disappointed

"Za, are you scared?"

Aza shook her head, her eyes still closed. His body stiffened even more, he was already like a statue at this moment. Dare not move one bit.

"Aza?" Aksa asked again, his hand rubbing his wife's tears.

"No, just do it. I'm ready." Aza answered but her eyes remained closed.

Aksa kissed his wife's forehead and said, "get on your shirt quickly, don't let me do it now. I know you're not ready."

The man got up and came out of the room. Although he was very eager to channel all pent-up feelings during this time, he could not bear to force it. He must remember if he won't touch Aza before he loves her.

Aza then woke up and immediately put on her clothes. A little relieved that Aksa did not do it, but guilt enveloped him. Aksa must be disappointed with him, she should not have been afraid just so that her husband still did it because it was his right.

"Hubby..." Aza stabbed Aksa's arm with her finger.

"Come out, I want to continue my work. Don't you have a job?" aksa said without looking at his wife. The disappointed face was still clear, the man was really disappointed.

"You mad?"

"Aza..get out of my room and let me continue my work!"

"Y-yeah, I'm sorry..."

"His work spirit." Aza was flushed out of her husband's room, she did not want to make Aksa angry.

Aza headed to her room with shaky steps, her husband was angry because he did not do so. Not usually Aksa threw himself out like that, Aksa was even happy if there was him, but earlier? Ah, what should Aza do now?

"Why, Za?" clara asked as she placed the documents on Aza's desk.

"Eh, not papa."

"Where was that, Za? To the pantry for hours, delicious first yes the same Mr President?" ask Sarah.

Aza just smiled in response, she wanted to shout if they had never done it at all during this time. Aza was a bad wife, she should have given up everything as soon as possible. Aksa deserves every inch of her body.

...*****...

It was time to go home, Aza deliberately waited for her husband to approach her. But it seems that Aksa does not want to go home with him because it has passed fifteen minutes Aksa never came.

Trings

The sound of incoming messages disperse the daydreams of Aza. The woman immediately read the message.

"Order an online taxi, go home first. I'm gonna be late tonight, sorry."

Aza returned sad after reading the message, Aksa would want to avoid it so she prefers to overtime. Aza made sure that if her husband was still in the office, he peeked in from outside the room. And it turned out that her husband was still there, facing the laptop and occasionally massaging his temple after reading the files. Maybe the job is too hard.

"Za, why haven't you come home yet? Today we will overtime, go home first do not wait for Aksa," exclaimed Devano who was about to enter the room Aksa.

"Ah, yes. It's I'll be home soon..."

Aza then went from there, but not to go home but to go to the pantry. She wanted to make hot chocolate for her husband to be more calm.

"Well, Mr. Kis hasn't come home yet?" Aza saw Mr. Kis who was cleaning the pantry.

"Yet, Ma'am. Still have to mop up first" replied Mr. Kis.

"Oh that, spirit yes, sir. Um, I want to make hot chocolate first."

"Make Mr President yes, Ma'am?"

"Yes, Mr. Kis. Mr. President overtime tonight..."

The hot chocolate is ready in the cup with the cup underneath. Aza then returns to Aksa's room, but hesitates to give it to herself. He sent a message to Devano to retrieve it.

"Za, why haven't you come home yet? How many times have I told you not to wait for Aksa" exclaimed Devano.

"Just once, not ten times. Don't fuss. Please give this hot chocolate to Aksa, tell her not to get too tired and go home soon. I was waiting for him," said Aza timidly.

"Wait home, not here!"

"Yes-yes!"

"From your pretty wife," exclaimed Devano thrusting hot chocolate beside Aksa.

"He hasn't come home yet?"

"Now it's. You guys fighting again, huh? Kok Aza is so scared that you don't dare to give to yourself."

"Not really."

...*****...

Evening is approaching, has shown at eight o'clock. Aksa was getting tired of his work, he was forced to stop it and will soon be home.

"I'll bring it home, who knows if I can play at home" said Devano.

"Hm, whatever. I want to go to bed tonight..." Aksa stretched his stiff muscles.

He turned off the lights and locked them. He accidentally saw the Finance Division room that had not been locked and the paper attached to the door.

...Mr. Kis, don't lock the room. ...

...Aza is still inside....

The writing on that paper. Aza did it deliberately, Mr. Kis will always lock all the rooms and Aza is afraid if he is locked inside.

Suddenly, Aksa was surprised and he immediately entered. Dark, Aza forgot to turn on the lights. When the lights came on, Aza was sleeping on the sofa. Aksa shook his head, his wife is very recalcitrant.

"Udahlatuin go home first why should wait for me anyway," grumbled Aksa. The man then took his wife.

He had so much trouble pressing the elevator button, he managed to press it with his feet. Aza did not wake up even though her legs hit when Aksa entered the elevator earlier. It was like a corpse when sleeping.

"Hufft, when you're asleep, everyone forgets." Aksa immediately drove her car after sitting Aza beside her.

The car has reached home, but Aza is still sleeping and is getting better. All right, Aksa has to carry her back to the room, climbing the stairs with Aza is not difficult.

"Hey, did you do Aza?" keno asked as he was asked to cross paths with Aksa.

"No-what-what. Heavy hunting, excuse me, Pah."

Aksa throws Aza into the bed to get his wife to wake up, but Aza pulls the blanket over her. Aksa really does not think out with his wife.

"You are pretending to sleep or sleep really, anyway" whispered Aksa.

Aza wriggled, her hands clad in Aksa's neck. "I love you, Hubby..."

Aksa was stunned to hear that, he was so happy. Finally, Aza loved him. But wait, Aza is still closed, the woman is in the subconscious. Ah, he just skipped saying it.

"Already have, don't skirt. Sleep well my wife," said Aksa kissed Aza's forehead. He lay down beside Aza and hugged her tightly.

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Aksa: "Oh my goodness thorrrrr! When did I taste good with Aza?😭so glad to torture me."

Author: "Dihh is the author! Well that's fitting Aza sleep why not immediately delicious? He will not know about it if he sleeps already kecada🥴"

Aksa: "I don't want to feel good by myself😭maunya Aza also come tasty😭😭😭"

Author: "Jude, be patient! Wait aja, ntar also y'all y'all yummy😄Enak-easy eating porridge Bang Jono means, not delicious it wkwkwkwkk"

Tagged: "Bodoamat! For the next episode I do not feel good with Aza, I will do'ain Author jomlo continue!"

Author: "Well, you sleep there! Pity my readers even listen to our chat that is not clear this🥴"

Aksa: "Yes-yes! Btw, the readers do not forget to vote coin yak to pay wifi author so update the story continue🤣🤣🤣"