
At the woman's request, Yoga drove her to the nearest hotel, as she wished.
The car stopped perfectly in front of a nearby hotel. The woman immediately came out, before she had cupped her hands together on Yoga. So that he no longer needs to give greetings when he comes out.
Seemed rushed, the woman immediately ran into the hotel lobby without looking back again. While Rashid who was curious about the woman he helped, could only pay attention through the rearview mirror.
Feeling familiar with the woman, Rashid asked, "Ga!"
"Yes!"
"Do you know that girl?" Rashid was still watching the woman's steps from the rearview mirror.
"Not that, Boss. Know where? We just met for the first time. Cook it out, there's this boss!" answer Yoga, give it up.
"Are you sure you don't know?"
"Confirm, Boss. I just met too. How the hell?" answer Yoga again.
"okay! The road!" pinta Rashid, reluctant to argue.
Yoga exhales the rough breath. Relieved, Rashid did not search for her with questions that might have provoked her to tell him who exactly the woman they had just helped.
"Where are we going, boss?" ask Yoga.
"Go home. I can't leave my wife for long. Oiya, let's not forget, find out why Horison and his men are in the club of the fox woman!" pinta Rashid.
"Good, Boss! Do it!" answer Yoga, not excited. Because his heart was still upset about his meeting with Anisa who was accidentally.
Yoga is afraid, Anisa will chase after him. Then he asked about Xian, about Rashid. Really, this is very avoid Yoga. Yoga cannot be betrayed by Rashid. But also could not bear if it did not help Anisa.
Isn't this a great dilemma.
***
On the other hand, Nadin looks impatient waiting for the arrival of his lover.
His heart was glad. Heart's blossoming. How not? It turns out that they have been open to each other, admitting that they currently admire each other.
In fact, without anyone knowing, the chat they do through the text message, makes them do not bother to accept each other.
Both Nadin and Rashid, they have committed to looking after each other. Have each other. Receive each other. Even they have promised, starting tonight, they will never reject each other.
As usual, Nadin always liked the man's movements. According to him, Rashid's body movements are very sexy. I don't know why Nadin thinks so. Could it be that he had indeed been infatuated with that man? Clearly, Nadin really likes whatever is inside the man.
Shortly afterwards, there were footsteps approaching the room where he was.
Nadin's heart was pounding faster. For he knew that the one who stepped into his room was him. The man she missed. The man he was waiting for.
And sure enough, the one who came was that man. The guy who always looks sexy in his eyes.
"Assalamu'alaikum." said Rashid when he opened the door.
"Waalaikumsalam" replied Nadin with his sweetest smile.
Nadin immediately put down the magazine he held. Then get out of the seat and step closer to the husband.
Both Rashid and Nadin, they look misbehaved. Not as free as when chatting in the chat message.
"Cock yet bobo?" ask Rashid pleasantries while reaching for his wife's waist.
"Not sleepy yet" replied Nadin briefly.
"Yes, I cleaned first. Later I will talk," said Rashid, while opening his jacket and handing the item to her husband.
Nadin nodded and accepted happily the jacket.
Still in a romantic atmosphere, this handsome man did not forget to give a kiss on the forehead of the wife. Then he decided to clean up.
Nadin smiled happily. His heart seemed to flowery. The kiss that Rashid left on his forehead, was like a very precious gift to him. Really, Nadin is very happy because of that. The kiss was beautiful touching the heart. The kiss seemed to caress the soul.
"Say more can't you?" muttered Nadin while smelling the fragrant jacket used by Rashid.
Yes, it looks like Rashid has successfully melted his heart. The proof at this time, Nadin imagined being kissing the man. Kissing like a couple.
Honestly, Nadin had never done that and he was curious about what it was like to kiss.
Ahhh, it seems like his current fantasy is over the limit. Nadin hit himself in the head, annoyed.
Seriate...