My President

Mutually Melt

Aksa stared fixedly at his wife's face that looked tired. Every night Aza always serves the insatiable man until his body is crushed. Even if he refused, Aksa was sure to do it anyway.

"Good morning, Lady Aksa," cried Aksa kissed the lips of the sleeping woman. The woman just squirms and pulls the blanket, feeling cold because she is not wearing clothes.

"What time, Hubby?" aza asked softly and without opening her eyes.

"It's three o'clock, why? Want to do it again?" ask Aksa chuckled.

The woman hit him with a pillow. So upset, always wanting to do it. Aksa's a little shitty. Aksa again hugged his wife from behind, sucked her head on the nape of the wife and inhaled the distinctive scent of the woman's body.

The body that always makes it opium, does not want to take off the goods for a moment. The man was really in love with everything Aza had. The woman was able to make him subjugated and fell too deep into the coals of her love.

"Arghhh..." Pekik Aza's. Aksa was so ignorant, he bit his nape. She wanted to scold him but she was helpless herself. Serving the husband overnight is exhausting.

"Hubby, don't make a bottle on my body. That's a shame." Aza doesn't like it when her husband puts a red mark on her body. How humiliating? Yeah, very embarrassing. Already many times the sign of ownership was seen by many people, Aza became embarrassed because everything went along with the mocking and teasing him completely. Especially Sarah and Clara.

"That's a sign of ownership, Za. You're just mine."

"Yes, Hubby. Everyone knows that I'm yours, but there's no need to give any more marks. I don't want Sarah or Clara mocking me anymore." Aza recalled the teasing of Sarah and Clara, the two women were very annoying. His mouth did not stop rubbing Aza when he saw the sign of the cup on his neck, even they did not hesitate to immortalize it on the phone.

Aksa ignored him, he bit his wife's supple white skin again. Countless how many marks were on Aza's body.

"I'm working, don't stop me" Aksa chuckled.

Aza could only pluck her lips, so tired when she had to tell her husband so many times. A single speech from the woman was ignored, all for free.

*****

The sun began to crawl, the light was not yet so bright. However, time has shown at half-seven in the morning.

Aksa had been sitting sweetly waiting for breakfast to be served at the table while playing her iPad. Checking every incoming email sent by employees to check their work, is appropriate or not.

"Hello My President, it's your breakfast. Pancake's and a cup of milk," exclaimed Aza like a restaurant waiter who was serving buyers.

"Ohh, thank you very much Madam Aksa." Aksa was anxious, he immediately pinched both of Aza's cheeks.

The deheman voices of Aira and Keno stop their romantic scenes. The father and mother sat down without a word spoken like the usual morning. Their faces were red and embarrassed. It seems, Aira and Keno are still upset with Aksa because last night entered without permission.

"This is the breakfast, Pah, Mah," said Aza offering a plate of pancakes like Aksa earlier. Not forgetting the milk.

"Thank you, baby," replied Aira softly.

As much as possible, Aksa held back her laughter. He also ate his pancakes slowly for fear of choking. Papa and his mother looked awkward and did not dare to look at him.

"Mr President. Looks like your blush this morning is too thick." Aksa rubbed her red cheeks, thinking that the blush she was wearing was too thick. "Jeez, Mama didn't wear a blush. Then, why is this chubby cheek so red?" said Aksa pura did not know exactly what had happened.

"It looks like Papa is also wearing a blush, his cheeks are red. Let me check." Aksa got up from his seat and approached Keno.

Keno immediately choked on him, his son really sucks. "Go back to your seat or I break your neck?"

"Hm, okay."

"Oh yeah, Pah, Mah. I'm the same Aza wants a honeymoon for a few days. But, no office takes care because Devano also wants a leave of absence for his wedding."

"Continue?" Keno pura does not know what his son means, but he knows very well surely Aksa will tell him to replace him during his honeymoon.

"Papa's changing me for a week?"

"Say, you're done with breakfast, right? Let's go now" Keno asked his wife. He did not respond to Aksa's words.

"Dear, I'm done." Aira returned her husband's hand and left the table.

"Pah.." whining Aksa.

"Bah, comeon. Just a week." Keno doesn't budge, he then goes to the front yard like they're going somewhere.

Laughter Aza who had been arrested had finally escaped. Her laugh was so crisp that she laughed at her husband.

"That's a real pain, Hubby. So that kid don't lucknut. Try semalem you do not mergokin them, surely Papa want to replace you," ledek Aza interspersed with increasingly loud laughter.

Aksa could only stare at the passing of Papa and Mama.

*****

The work room becomes quiet, usually there is always Devano who sometimes sing or chatter unclear. Now there is only the sound of music from Aksa's mobile phone accompanying the man to work.

"Hufft..." Aksa wastes her rough breath. Only a day left Devano but diringa really hardship. The job is heavier than usual. His schedule was abandoned, he himself had to arrange it.

"Only three days Aksa, let's get excited." The words he always pinned on him. Coffee in the cup was toilet, one slice of rainbow cake prepared by his wife was exhausted.

Maybe going to his wife's room for a little while will re-raise his spirit. All right, Aksa's going to Aza's room. He saw his office was so quiet, all employees really worked according to the rules. No one was milling around including his wife and friends.

He peeked from the glass door of Aza's room, the woman always smiled while completing a quite heavy task. However, then he turned to someone who was beside Aza.

A man, although he knew Aza and the man were only talking about work, but there was a sense of tightness in Aksa. He did not want his woman approached by another man.

"Ehem..." Aksa cleared her throat after successfully opening the door of the room. All of them looked at him and immediately stood up as a sign of respect for their President.

"What's up, sir? Is there anything Mr President needs?" ask Sarah. The woman was a little afraid that Aksa was scolding her. He ate at work.

"No papa. Today I'm moving in this room."

Aksa's words made the eight employees there open their mouths. Including Aza.

"Hubby, uh means Mr. President. Why would you want to move here? Why is your room?" ask Aza a little surprised.

"The bathroom is renovated."

"Then? Wouldn't that interfere with your work? Why move here?" Aza folded her arms around her chest, looking at her husband who looked suspicious.

Aksa then sat down on the chair next to Aza after the man had moved in. Then came Mr. Kis, who brought Aksa's work there.

"Why are you staring at me? Let's get back to work! Don't mind me" said Aksa as his employees were still silent in the spot looking at Aksa.

Everything then returned to its original place and struggled with their respective work.

"Za, if Mr. President is here we can't eat dong!" whispered Sarah. Aza and Sarah often work while eating. They always carry a large bag of crackles containing snacks that are ready to eat while working.

"We are hiding to eat it" said Aza. He looked sadly at the chocolate he had just eaten half. She wanted to continue, but unfortunately her husband was there.

Aksa accidentally stares at the bag of white crackle under the table located between Aza and Sarah. He immediately took it, Aza and Sarah were surprised.

Chocolate, potato chips, pilus, cold drinks, and other foods were there. Aksa observed them one by one while looking at Aza and Sarah.

"You work while you eat?" aksa asked, the man then opened the green potato chips and ate them.

"Hehe, sorry we are Mr. President. This is Aza who is restless" replied Sarah nudging Aza's arm.

"Have a son! This is your idea."

"Husstt, quiet. No more noise or you'll punish me" snapped Aksa.

Aza and Sarah were stunned, but their minds could not stop grumbling. They just keep on cursing that shitty guy.

"Hubby, what exactly are you doing moving here anyway? Make it not focus know no," cried Aza. She stared fixedly at her husband's face from the glass barrier that bound Aksa and Aza's table.

"Can't you focus?" Aksa looked indifferent, he was engrossed in eating the seaweed-flavored potato chips while typing something into his laptop.

"Hubby..."

"What dear?"

"Ehemmm..there's a jomlo here, don't be affectionate!" chirps Sarah. He was so upset to hear the little chatter between Aksa and Aza.

"Jomblo keep going, find a girlfriend there. Let's not envy if there are more dear ones," said Aksa while waving a soft smile.

"Again waiting for them to break up from their girlfriend, sir. Just look later if the five of them have broken up, then I will immediately be the girlfriend of all."

"Here you are hoping for the uncertain. What if they break up? If they even last and even go to the guarantee level you can what?"

"You're the one who's sick, aren't you? Ntar cry all day until his eyes are swollen and keep the item, there you even more ugly. Nobody wants any more."

"Better wait for sure!" added Aksa again.

Sarah took a deep breath. His anger was about to explode when Aza did not hold his hand. True said Aza, if the talk of Aksa was very spicy. Not even sweet milk can take it away.

"If you're not my boss, I'll make sure your life ends today! Hufftt, how could Aza survive with such a shitty man? I really didn't think it out!" inner Sarah.

*****

This time Aza not only became an employee of the financial division, but transformed into her husband's secretary. He was a little troubled because this was not his field. Usually she is only in charge of calculating and managing the company's finances, but this time she has to set her husband's schedule.

So dense, even just rest sometimes can not. Aza became sad to see her husband, the man was too hard to work so he did not care about his own body.

"Hubby..."

"Why, Za? What's my schedule after this?" ask Aksa. The man is still in the financial deviation room under the pretext that his private room is being renovated, but only wants to be close and watch his wife so that no other man comes close.

"Meet Mr. Dibyo, in Mekdi on Jalan Ahmad Dahlan at two o'clock."

Aksa then observed the maroon-red sports watch embedded in her wrist, there was still half an hour left, she could be spoiled with Aza first before leaving.

"Hubby, so the president turned out to be as busy as he was..."

"Yes, but it's fun to walk with your heart. There is a wife."

Aza immediately sat on Aksa's lap and hugged her, "Eager, Hubby. I'll always be by your side, but if you're naughty I don't want to."

"Duhh wrestling.." cried Sarah. The woman was like a madman, banging her head many times at her desk. Very anxious with Aksa and Aza who had just uwu-uwu just his work, making envy and baper.

"That's human so-so it's crazy huh, Za. Pity over time so jomlo so that," said Aksa. He looked at the uncomfortable with the round and short-haired woman who was banging her head.

"Husstt don't do that, Hubby. Later if the horn he has come out berabeusannya," said Aza chuckle.

"Just know that humans also have invisible horns."

"Thesssss! Ledekin! Just be careful if you need help with me again, I will not help you. Take that," said Sarah glaring her eyes.

*****

Meeting this time, Aksa again invited Aza. They had arrived in front of the Mekdi which became the meeting place. Accidentally, there was a woman who was carrying ice cream, food, and drinks hit Aza to make a shirt that Aza was wearing dirty and wet.

"Hubby, clothes..." Aza was shaking her clothes. A wet wash spilled one glass of pepsi.

"Ohh, sorry I didn't accidentally mbak.." cried the woman. He immediately took a tissue from his bag and tried to clean Aza's shirt.

"You?"

"They're..." The woman who hit earlier, was none other than Anandhi.

"Let's go with Mama, we'll find some new clothes. You can catch a cold if you don't change clothes immediately" said Anandhi.

"No need, thank you!"

Aza was about to leave from there, her chest was so crowded looking at Anandhi. He still did not accept the woman. The woman who turned out to be her own biological mother.