My Slave Beauty's

Apron

Fidel parked his car in a VVIP parking lot for officials from a large corporate office in Jakarta. He got down and walked into the lobby. Many employees who passed by him and bowed their bodies saluted Fidel. Now he is in the elevator to a special room that says Director of the company.

Without knocking on the door, Fidel went inside.

"Fideeeelllll my brother" someone flanked Fidel's neck with both hands.

"Stop my leg I'm not a kid anymore" he's getting hard to breathe.

"You are an irresponsible manager! why did you come to the office at this hour?" the man's nagging.

"Self screaming, what director is setting an example is not good" Fidel replied.

"Haahhh now you have dared to fight your brother, already want to be a bad brother huh"

"Don't talk like that brother if anyone hears later they can misunderstand"

"Why did you just come?"

"I'd have sent your secretary a message this morning if I was going to the office after lunch" Fidel said.

"But Gayatri did not say anything to me" the older brother put his hand on his chin as if remembering and thinking. "Hemmm maybe she forgot, were you late today for going to the hospital? you said you'd only work in the hospital on Saturdays and Sundays"

"No, I have other business"

"Other business? does this have anything to do with women?" hearing the question immediately Fidel's face flushed.

"Hahaha, what's wrong with your face? my guess is right?" The brother laughed happily.

"Th-that's none of your business! more sisters are now taking care of the needs for the company meeting later" Fidel switched the conversation.

"Ah yes too, fortunately you have come before the meeting began. I was always troubled every time I faced Uncle Alex, he always demanded that everything look perfect" his brother complained.

"But you're great brother, always able to deal with it well" Fidel praised.

"Indeed, but lately the shareholders have dared to demand to make Uncle Alex become more chatty. I'm getting dizzy"

Fidel did not answer, but he could only sigh in frustration.

"Can't you just stop being a doctor and just focus on Fidel's company?" advice from sister.

"Not being able to be a doctor has been my dream since childhood. After all, I had given up my five days of work at the company and only worked on Saturdays and Sundays in the hospital. They don't mind it because I'm the granddaughter of the owner of the largest company in Jakarta" Fidel said.

"But . ."

"I know since my father died, you have to bear everything, but I ask for your understanding. I love being a doctor"

"Well, if that's what you want, I can't say anything else" he gave up. When it comes to his profession as a doctor Fidel is indeed not persuaded. His sister had repeatedly asked him to stop but Fidel insisted he would not stop.

"Master Cakra" called out to a woman while walking in, they both turned their heads. "I want to tell you if Mr. Fidel will permit you, Loooohhh??" his words were cut off seeing Fidel in front of him.

"The report is late" Fidel said.

"I'm sorry I forgot" the woman regretted.

"That's okay, I said that if it's just the two of us you don't have to be that formal dear" Cakra hugged her secretary.

"Hey! I'm still here!" said Fidel with a high tone.

Cakra pulled the nape of Gayatri's neck and kissed her lips. Fidel's face turned red again looking at the friendly scene in front of him.

"Basic perverted couple! remember this is not the office at home!" nagel Fidel.

The chakras release their kisses. "If you envy, quickly marry my sister"

"Ciihhh I'm not envious!!"

"Have you eaten?" cakra asked Gayatri without caring about Fidel's nagging.

"Not so long ago, I didn't have time to eat"

"Then let's eat before the meeting starts" Cakra pulled Gayatri's waist and led her out of the room leaving Fidel alone.

Fidel breathes rough, his brother is 29 years old and married but his behavior is sometimes still like a teenager. Finally Fidel came out of his room not wanting to stay alone.

***

It was night, and Fidel walked into the house.

"I came home" he said, opening the door.

"Welcome" said someone from the kitchen.

Fidel walked over carrying a box of donuts walking towards the direction of the sound.

"Sakura I brought you your favorite mealUUUUUUUU" cried Fidel's voice as he watched Sakura turn her back. "What are you doing Sakura!" the panic.

"I was cooking dinner for Mr. Fidel" Sakura turned her body around to face Fidel.

"Mom-that's not what I mean, what are you doing with your clothes?" Fidel returned, Sakura only wore an apron without clothes and without the interior. Note it! Just aprons doang.

"I'm used to it like this sir" he replied innocently.

"Akkkkhh"

"Satrio's Master likes it"

"I'm not Satrio!"

With a face so red as a tomato, Fidel took off his suit and put it on Sakura. Fortunately, he changed clothes at the office.

Although it is only a piece of suit but the suit can cover Sakura's upper body.

"Next time don't do this again, understand!"

"I don't understand" he said making Fidel wrinkle his forehead.

"Mr Satrio always told me not to wear any clothes in front of him, he told me to change clothes in front of him, sleep with him as well and other things. But Mr. Fidel is always angry if I do"

"Don't confuse me with Satrio" Fidel became increasingly frustrated, lately it seems like his blood pressure is starting to rise.

"But Stella says all men are the same"

"Everyone likes this kind of sight"

"But why is it that Mr. Fidel is always angry"

"Not that I'm angry, I just don't want things to happen that I don't want to if I can't help myself. I salute Satrio he can keep him from touching you"

"He couldn't help it, he was always trying to touch me"

"really?" Sakura nodded.

"But I always threatened him with this letter of agreement, so that he wouldn't touch me" Sakura showed the paper again.

"You're smart too" Fidel stroked Sakura's hair.

That's why the letter of agreement was so bland, Sakura always took it everywhere so that she could use it to protect herself.

"Just don't do this anymore, no matter how normal I am. I don't know until when I can hold my limits, I don't want to hurt you, now do you understand?" obviously Fidel. Sakura nodded her head.

"Good, now put on your clothes after this let's have dinner" Fidel patted Sakura on the shoulder and then went to the room to change.

Sakura looks at him until he disappears, she takes off the suit that Fidel had pinned and kisses him.

"Flame smells the body of Mr. Fidel" he took a sip, but then he looked sadly at the suit he was holding.

***

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