Painful Love (Painful Love)

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Emma painstakingly fed Bimantara until the food brought out was not restless. "Bima, I'm going back to my desk. There is still a lot of work that I have not finished," said the woman while cleaning the food box.

Bimantara clicked annoyed while pursing his lips forward. "Why don't you just accompany me here. Bring all your work, and then we finish the work together."

Emma's busy fingers put the lunchbox into the tote bag, immediately stopped that very second. Staring at the chocolate iris of the lover. "I want to be like that, Bima, always by your side. However, what will others think if they see our closeness more than between superiors and subordinates. What if they get suspicious and then report it to your father? Are you ready to take this post off like that?"

At once Bimantara was silent, no longer answered Emma's words. The man's tongue was muffled and did not speak. Inwardly justifies all the words of the beloved. More office as CEO is his ambition since long ago.

Emma smiled broadly. He walked over to Bimantara who was sitting on his seat of pride. "Being the leader of this company was your dream from time immemorial, right? Until no wonder every chance you always go to the library just to repeat the material delivered by the lecturer. In fact, when we hang out and wait for food, you take the time to read a book so that your insight around the business continues to grow."

"Everything you do is nothing else to show your Papa that you deserve to replace him leading this company. Then, after you get all this with great difficulty are you willing to just let go of it? The answer is no. Therefore, be professional while in the office. Do not mix personal affairs with work," said Emma explained at length the reason for not wanting to linger in the room Bimantara.

Emma had her butt on the lap of the Bimantara. Both hands he put on the lover's shoulder. "Just four hours left, we're free to do anything. In the meantime, focus on work and think of nothing."

The two looked at each other, throwing smiles at each other, enduring the turmoil within the chest. In the next second, the lovers were already picking at each other, smacking the sweetness of each other's lips. It didn't take long to make their desires soar quickly. Their breath hunts and body temperature heats up instantly.

"I want you, honey. I promise just for a moment. After that we do our own work" whispered Bimantara then carrying Emma's body towards the room next to her. The secretary smiled, draping his arms around Bimantara's neck while leaning his head on the chest of his lover's field until he could hear clearly the rhythm of the heart beating faster.

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Tsamara is currently standing in front of a skyscraper owned by her father-in-law. Not wanting to waste time, the girl went straight into the company which was warmly welcomed by the employees. After a brief greeting with them, the girl entered the elevator which would take her body to the eighth floor where the husband worked.

A smile rose on Tsamara's face as she stared at the reflection around the square box made of iron. "I'm sure, Brother Bima will not blink a bit when I see me wearing this dress. She must have praised my beauty because today I look different than usual."

"Adrian, is Brother Bima in the room?" tsamara asked Bimantara's personal assistant. He wanted to make sure first that the husband was in the CEO's room.

The assistant who did not know that Emma and Bimantara were busy mixing love nodded his head. "Some, Madam. If you want to see Mr. Bima please." The man let his boss' wife into the room without ever thinking that the boss with his co-workers was eating in the CEO's room.

"OKAY. Then I'll go in first. Good day, Adrian." Tsamara smiled kindly before leaving Adrian's desk.

Stretched his hand forward about to knock on the door of the room, Tasmara's eyebrows furrowed to see the door leaf slightly open. The girl pushed the door wide open. However, unfortunately when he was already inside did not find the existence of his beloved husband.

When Tsamara was busy scanning the contents of the room, accidentally her eyes saw the dining box lying on the table. "Who's lunchbox is that? Why is it here?" He lifted the light green dining box into the air. "I don't think I've ever seen this box. Maybe I forgot it? Aah ... that's it. Don't think about anything that isn't important." Put the lunchbox back on the table.

"Bima Sister? Sis?" call Tsamara but no response at all. The room was as empty as a cemetery.

"Why isn't there? Um ... maybe Adrian forgot my husband's still out." Tsamara sighs disappointed that her hope of lunch with her beloved husband is gone. However, as he was about to leave the room, there was a sound of moans and sighs of mutual disdain in the next room. A room that Bimantara used to rest when he was exhausted from work.

"Faster again! I'm almost there!" The sound resembled a stifled whisper. Somehow make kudu Tsamara feathers bristle for a moment. The sound is subtle but so familiar.

Who's on the inside? Is it possible Bima? If yes, what was he doing there? inner Tsamara while opening the door handle slowly.

Tsamara's body stiffened to see the figure of a man who was so recognizable was under a woman. More reassuring, the two figures in front there were struggling with the heat without wearing a single thread so that the beautiful doctor could clearly see the entire body of her husband filled with traces of love given by someone.

"Emma, I .. aah ..." cried Bimantara as he felt a great wave approaching. Her hot lava had soaked the secretary's womb.

"Bima Brother?" tsamara lirih. The girl's heart almost stopped beating. If only he did not hold on to the pot next to him, maybe now Bimantara's wife fell down when she witnessed a heated struggle between her husband and a woman she had met some time ago.

Hearing the voice of someone in the doorway, made the two people who were still embracing without wearing clothes turn to the source of the voice. How surprised they were when they found Tsamara was staring down at them with a gaze that was difficult to interpret. The girl's eyelids began to glaze over.

"Tabara?" bimantara and Emma say almost simultaneously.

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