Rain Blanketed Clouds

Enjoying Secretary

In the hospital a handsome man was pacing back and forth massaging his head that felt dizzy because he could not calm down to think of the friend who had suddenly fainted. Well, Arika passed out in the cloud figure's hand-catch. The man who accidentally met him when he was with Prawira. Doctors inside the ER room examined Arika's state, while Awan waited anxiously in front. He does not know who to call because Arika's family he does not know how. There was no number he could call. The Algam family is not a careless family that can pick up calls from foreign numbers.

Shortly thereafter, Awan saw a doctor just coming out of the examination room. He quickly approached the doctor.

"Doctor, how's he doing?" ask Cloud.

"The patient's condition is not so severe. I've given you a fever reducer. Miss Arika is a person who is vulnerable to pain if just a little tired or have a pretty heavy mind. Looks like one of those causes her body to drop. Because this isn't the first time he's been here." The doctor even until the disease poultice of the beautiful woman.

The clouds that heard the doctor's words could finally sigh in relief. At least Arika did not suffer from a serious illness and after all the doctors in front of her were used to treat Arika.

"You can go see him right now. Go ahead." ordered the doctor who immediately Awan did.

He entered the room where Arika was conscious but still looked weak. Even one bottle of infusion was already attached to his wrist.

"Arika,"

"Wans?" Arika was so shocked to see the friend in front of her.

"You brought me here? I thought my father." he said.

The clouds smiled without saying anything. He understood if his presence was also certainly not expected by Arika.

Being in the same room just the two without a single person made Arika feel awkward as well as the Clouds. The two of them just looked at each other and glanced back to look the other way.

"I'll call my husband first." he said.

***

"Master, your phone is shaking" said Yeni who was across here holding the phone of the master when there was a meeting.

"Hello," the voice made as soft as possible made Arika round her eyes. Shaking her hand held the phone away and saw what name she was calling at the moment.

Ensuring correctly, Arika saw clearly if the number she called was the husband's number. He turned off the call unilaterally and made Yeni smile more and more satisfied. The woman chuckled inwardly but as quickly as possible she changed her serious face again.

An hour later, the meeting was over. Prawira was satisfied with the work today and he invited the secretary to lunch. They both ate at a restaurant near the office.

"I want to sit here." Manja Yeni pointed at the chair beside the master. He intends to stick with a man who is none other than the man's husband.

Looking around, Prawira made sure no one nearby or who noticed them. He can only nod.

"Sit down." she said in a satisfied smile by Yeni.

Eating together with such an intimate distance, not satisfied until there. Yeni tried to feed and rub the lips of the master. She played the wife of Prawira.

"After this what's our next schedule, Yen?" prawira asked casually to enjoy her meal.

Yeni who several times rubbed the master's thigh under the table brought her face closer. "Loss, only tomorrow morning there's an election for our out-of-town project holders, sir. Are you going straight home?" the question that Prawira actually means is a code.

The man looked at both of Yeni's eyes and turned to look at her very seductive lips. "You made a mark on my chest? Did you also turn off the phone from Arika?" he asked with a face that did not show anger at the secretary at all.

Instead of being afraid of being discovered by Prawira, Yeni actually contort her body to touch the chest on the master's arm.

"I'm just not going to press a button on your phone, sir. I was renaming my contacts on your phone." He grabbed Prawira's phone which he had not given. Show me the name she's changed there from yeni to Wanitaku.

Seeing that it seems Prawira is indifferent. He enjoys whatever Yeni touches on his body. Until without him knowing if from the other direction there is a pair of eyes that pay attention to it vaguely because it is quite far away and protected by large ornamental flowers.

"Why is it like...What is it, Prawira?" he asked with a curious face and wanted to get closer to the figure he thought was the same person he thought he was. Even if it's true.