The Beloved Barbaric Wife of the CEO

Skak

"Why avoid?" nara. His body and Dafan were very close. Nara could even see clearly that Dafan was groggy. The man was seen holding his breath several times. The sweat is big.

"Pliase, please, don't be crazy. Stop it, Ra," said a frustrated-sounding Dafan.

Really am. Facing the two plump twin mountains belonging to Nara makes Dafan's intelligent brain suddenly blunt. It was more horror than staying overnight in the morgue. He pushes Nara's shoulder but Nara again pinches their body. The armless canal that wrapped the girl's body also made Dafan only able to swallow repeatedly. The girl's smooth chest and neck were exposed so beautifully.

"Don't be afraid. Come with me to the room. I'm experienced. I also don't involve feelings. My feelings for you don't exist. So do not be burdened, okay Bebh," continued Nara again as she winked. A flirtatious smile even he carved. Suddenly he became even more excited when he saw Dafan's terrified facial expression.

Dafan. He threw away face. In my heart, I hope that Nara does not do anything crazy. Or maybe he will be crazy because of Nara's attitude.

"Ra, take care of your honor" asked Dafan without looking at Nara.

Nara ignored it. His plump hands had even danced on Dafan's chest.

"You know, if one way to extend life is to have fun in bed?" asked Nara in a seductive tone of voice. There was a sigh in between his sentences.

Again Dafan silenced with his eyes directed to another, because if he saw Nara automatically he would see the cleavage between the mini mountain belonging to the girl. Miniature that makes anxious and as if ngajakin gelud.

Dafan gulped, pecked without touching Nara's words. He just hopes Nara stops the madness and lets him go. It's just not possible because Nara has already enjoyed. The girl even blocked Dafan's wrist.

"Nara! What do you want?" dafan was confused. He also ended up seeing Nara's face with clinging and Nara's cleavage was exposed without being blocked.

Resignedly, in that ambiguous gaze he could only gulp roughly. I hope bad thoughts don't affect. Nara is the son of a good friend of her parents. Moreover, he only considered the girl as a sister. Do not let the person he thinks is the sister wake up the other sister. Yeah, really hope so. He pulled his hand hard.

Apesnya, Nara who saw the Dafan kingfisher up and down again carved a wicked smile and did not intend to release the check. His mind was not the same as Dafan's. In such a super close state there was a strange turmoil that ordered him to give up and scoop Dafan's lips, but ....

"Get rid!" Dafan looked more nervous. He jerked his hand but Nara still did not let go.

"If I don't want to?" challenge Nara again. Smirk still he carved. "Try me, Fan. You will not lose. Ferry to ngos-ngosan. I made him go to pieces. No need to pay. Enough love me pleasure and satisfaction. So come on, don't waste this opportunity," Nara replied and smiled even more horribly.

Without warning Nara pulled Dafan's wrist and pointed to his left chest. But Dafan who understood the reflex to pull the hand before he could touch the chewy object belonging to Nara. He then pushed Nara to stagger.

"What's your problem?" snapped Dafan.

Nara snorts. His red lips so well formed a grin. "I think the problem is here" Nara said, holding her left chest. "I don't think it works anymore."

"You're crazy Nara! You're crazy!" yelled Dafan and left.

Nara who was looking at Dafan's back from behind, let out a long sigh. He shed tears without excuse. "Go, Fan. Go awayl. Don't ever show up again. Because, with you this is precisely what makes it here." Nara pressed against the chest, "here it hurts a lot."

Meanwhile Dafan left carrying mixed feelings. Upset, hateful and sorry clumped in the chest. He really did not expect that Nara would end up being such a bitch.

"Oh my God, Nara. What could change you like that? Is it because of me? Jesus, Nara. I really didn't know that you could do something like this. Where was the old Nara? Where's Nara who's always smiling sweetly?"

Dafan again exhaled a rough breath. It felt like his chest became tight when he thought of Nara. The feeling of guilt becomes many times especially when remembering the play with Fia. Nara has since disappeared.

"I'm sure Nara turned this wild because of school abroad. Jeez Dafan. What did you do to Nara. He's like this because you hurt him. He left and ended up being ...."

Dafan could not finish the oral, rather could not imagine what wild thing Nara learned there. So upset with the situation Dafan even pulled over the car and grabbed his own hair. As if not satisfied now the steering wheel of the car that he hit many times. Really am. He needs something to let go of the frustration and get rid of the guilt.

After being content to persecute yourself, Dafan begins to master the mind. He knows, regret then is useless. That's an old saying that won't be timeless. Because what? Mistakes will always be there.

"I have to fix this. Yeah .. should."

Dafan set his breath to regain his composure. Then re-start the car engine to split the road with a little increase in speed. He wants to meet Anya and ask for an explanation from her sister. He was very sure that Anya was hiding something. Anya's proof is to deliberately keep Nara's whereabouts a secret. It is undeniable that he was also curious, actually who was the man who was rooming with Nara earlier?

Stay at home.

Dafan was silent for a moment. He was determined to realize the truth that Anya said—if his parents had decorated their magnificent house to look more luxurious than before. The red carpet is even called. However, the chaotic Dafan did not have time to enjoy the beauty for longer. Nor could he thank the welcome that his parents had done. He passed only a few house assistants and a few decorators without returning their greetings. His tired eyes were fixed on Litania who was also walking towards him with her arms spread out and a super wide smile.

"Welcome, Dafan."

Litania welcomed, but who was welcomed did not return her smile and looked dizzy. Litania who had spread her hands became astonished by the wave of her son.

"Why?" continued Litania who was also dizzy looking around, while the hand was still stretched out.

"I found Anya, where's Bun?" ask Dafan to the point with eyes still faithfully scanning their living room.

Hearing that immediately Litania's smile disappeared. His hand immediately squeezed.

"Why Anya's nyari? You don't miss Mother? You are not squirming Mother is now welcoming you?" litania Cecar. There is jealousy in every word.

Dafan who realized something was wrong with Litania's tone immediately understood. He took a deep breath and rubbed his tired face with one hand. He saw his mother's sour face.

"Sorry Dafan, Bun. You have something I want to ask you, "he replied and hugged Litania's body. Long time they hugged. Litania hugged because she missed, while Dafan, she fell asleep because of the scent of lavender from her mother's body. A little calmed his troubled mind.

Litania releases a hug. His eyes narrowed at Dafan. "Why not directly pu—"

Litania's words paused, her wry face turning instantly into panic. He held Dafan's wrist and saw 4 bruised and bleeding Dafan's knuckles. He saw Dafan and raised the man's hand.

"This is your hand why, Fan? You're in an accident?" Litania twisted Dafan's body and looked closely, there was no bruising and no other blood. It's just ....

Looking back at Dafan's hand, Litania let out a long sigh and rubbed the bloody hand. "Why can it be like this, anyway?" he continued, almost half crying.

Dafan smiled, he clasped Litania's hand tightly. "I'm okay, Bun. It was just ... just ...."

Dafan could not finish the word, confused about how to explain it to Litania. Only a smile could he do so that his mother would not worry.

"Why, what's your hand?" litania is still not satisfied. Dafan's answer really didn't calm him down.

"It's okay, dear Mother. It's just a little scuff. So don't exaggerate, yeah."

Litania sighed in annoyance. Again Dafan's answer was too convoluted. He began to suspect.

"Yes, it's okay, it's okay. Only Mother asks this why can it be this way? There must be a reason. It may not be a sudden injury. Let's say, what are you doing?" litania Cecar. Now his eyes narrowed, probing.

Dafan responded with a big smile. He scratched his head that was not itchy.

"It's okay, Bun. It's just a small wound. Don't be too worried," replied Dafan who seemed to strengthen something. Litania became more upset, she hit her son's shoulder.

"Yes already. Here's Mother medicine." Then pulled Dafan's hand to sit on the living room sofa.

Silent, Dafan was silent as his mother treated the wound on the hand. Loving and careful. He feels comfortable being treated as a patient by his own mother. The attention he had not received for a long time.

"Done," said Litania after giving the salab in Dafan's hands.

"Thank you, yeah, Bun. Actually I can be alone, really," replied Dafan and immediately responded to a sharp plot from Litania.

"Don't poo. The doctor needs someone else." Litania snorted, her lips so sweet two inches.

Dafan smiled again, he hugged Litania from the side. It hasn't been like that in a long time. The more mature, the less often he spoiled or spent time together. He missed his childhood. There was only laughter and shouting. The time in the head is just the word play, play and play.

One that he realized, as an adult everything is complicated. Suddenly he wanted to go back to being small, but it was not impossible.

"Why, Fan?" ask Litania with the position still in Dafan's arms.

Dafan. He needs a shoulder to lean on. Even if it is a moment, he wants calm.

The understanding Litania just kept quiet and let the eldest child embrace her. If you remember, it was never like that again. Last hugged when the boys were seven. His heart stinks remembering that.

"Thank you, Fan. Thanks for coming home. Thank you for being horrified by Mother's words," said Litania while patting Dafan's cheek, feeling a little arid. His son had truly become a grown man.

Time is passing. Litania continued the word in her heart. He smiled with irony.

"Yes, Bun. I have been able to accept the reality, I am also an adult, so it is not natural to lash out the same situation let alone the same brother."

"Yes that's good. This is only the daughter of Mother, the proud child of Mother," replied Litania while touching Dafan's hair and ruffling it.

Dafan let go of the embrace. His eyes scanned the surroundings again, so many party attributes were already installed. "This is why it's so bad. Not that Mommy said there was no party. We are old for parties."

"Yes you don't want to. But your father? He said it was in the interest of the company. Many important people will come. So it's okay, huh?" reply Litania.

Dafan took a long breath.

"Even tonight Dafin and Fia will formalize their relationship. You know, all this time they've only been quiet. So this opportunity is an advantage for the company" explained Litania. Dafan took a long breath again.

"Their wedding is two weeks away."

"Two weeks!" repeat Dafan a little scream. "That's overtime. I have to go back, Bun."

Litania manyun then strangled. His eyes stared intently at Dafan. "Sampe all of you, Fan. You didn't come home for three years. Two weeks' clearance can't." There was disappointment and coercion in that tone of speech.

"But, Bun ...."

Dafan's words were interrupted because Litania waved her hand in plain sight. "Can't protest" litania said.

Again, Dafan sighed. With his circumstances or fate for a few days there. He pondered how to overcome the awkward feeling when he met Fia until the sound of the car blew his daydream.

The eyes of Dafan and Litania were of course directed towards the door. They found Dafin entering the house with a sour face.

"What's your face, Fin?" ask Litania astonishment.

"Oh .. that, it was not accidentally bumped into the bumper of people's cars," replied Dafan lightly.

"Good Dafan! That's the new car."

"Precisely new. There's a guarantee, right? Don't be exaggerated."

Dafin. He died said. Somewhat sorry to welcome Dafan home with a luxurious car. His brother felt like he did not feel guilty. He was upset as if it was nothing big.

"It's just a car, isn't it? Time yes because your car so fire beard so."

"Sorry!" snapped Dafin. He sat weakly on the sofa breathing in frustration. His head was heavy as the hanging of the sins of a thousand people. He grabbed his hair and then supported his head with his elbows. "That's a new mobi, you know, Fan. Limited edition's. Don't equate it with another car."

Dafan pulled next to his lips. "Don't crybaby. Let me compensate for the loss," he replied as he patted Dafin on the shoulder.

"Sorry!" jakak Dafin again.

But Dafan did not care. He then stood up and left behind the windy Dafin. While Litania who did not know just fell silent to see their debate.

One by one Dafan climbed the stairs. Body's tired. The head is about to break. Nara's problems and her heart problems are enough to make her head frown. Tonight he must be strong to see the woman he likes will be with others.

I-i can. Surely can. Three years is enough to move on. Dafan monologues in step

However, just setting foot on the last step, the sound of the brother's cry sounded. Soon Dafan looked down and found Anya was spoiled with her mother.

"This is who just came home from abroad, anyway?" hiss upset.

"Him, Anya." Dafan's voice was so loud that he called his sister.

The one called suddenly looked up, his face suddenly cheerful, he rushed to Dafan.

"Bang Dafan is happy? When?"

"Forgiveness snorting. He replied lazily, "So three."

Anya mangosteen. He who had just returned home from college without hesitation raised his hand. "Gift, gift, where gift. Which photo of Justin is his signature?" the door enthusiastically. Smile and even make it as sweet as possible.

But instead of getting the desired item, Anya actually got a story. The girl also sizzled. Unfortunately, Dafan had not been angry before he pulled his wrist and invited him into the room.

"Sit down" Dafan commanded. His finger was on the side of the bed.

Anya. Her lips are thick with her hands already crossed. "Ngapain anyway, Bang? Put on a pull-out, which gift am I."

"Kado .. kado, can not, do not talk gift first. There's something we need to talk about, Him."

"What?" reply Anya lazy.

"Nara. What's wrong with that girl?" ask Dafan in a standing position. His eyes stare at Anya. But strangely being stared at did not feel intimidated at all. The girl even played the nails.

"What happened to Nara? Bang Dafan met him?" reply Anya asked back.

"Nara! Answer that question. Not even back to her. How the hell is that." Now Dafan is straddling. His emotions suddenly rose because of Anya.

"What's wrong with him, anyway? Wong's son is in good health."

Again, Anya made Dafan have to close his eyes. His hands had even been clenched, desperately hoping that he would not get out of control because of his sister.

"Since when he was in Jakarta. Didn't you say that she went to school abroad?" ask Dafan again. He tried so hard not to explode before he knew the truth.

"Yes, that was the beginning. But after graduation he came back again," Anya replied. His hand is now holding HP. It was as if the problems Dafan was facing were not a big thing.

Dafan snorting. "Why didn't we say?"

"Emang Bang Dafan is there?"

"Him!" snarl Dafan again. His neck felt blistering in an instant. All the blood seemed to be gathering there. Again, he looked at Anya who was still busy with a cellphone.

"The real question answer, yes. If not ... you won't be able to sign Justin." Full of threats in that word. And strangely it works. Anya looked at herself seriously.

"Well, that's it." Anya's lips were instantly manyuned. He nodded but ended up nodding. "Yes, Bang Dafan wants what," he continued, putting his phone back in his backpack.

"Now, what college is he going to? Keep going to college where is he?" ask Dafan. There was a slight relief. Taming Anya that means the way to the bright spot will be easy.

"He's college. Take business management. It's semester four." Now."

"Then why didn't you say it?" ask Dafan again, his tone rising by an octave.

"That's it, Nara herself asked. I am the trusty one, though. If Nara says don't tell me, I won't tell you."

Again, Dafan massaged the back of his neck which felt tense. It was a real ordeal in life. "So, the man who wears the glasses, who is he?"

"Who? Fery's? He was calm" Anya replied again.

"What's? Temen?" Dafan shouted. Anya closed her ears in shock.

"Couldn't bang don't scream. I'm not budge," he said.

"So Nara and she were victorious. But they were ... they were ...."

"They're why, Bang?" anya sela. He looked at Dafan and vice versa.

"You're sure that Nara's the same guy that's just a winner?"

Anya shakes her shoulders. "Yes, I don't know. If they are comfortable with each other, it does not matter if they are dating. Likes them."

"Him!" snapped Dafan. Anya even returned to her feet while stroking her chest.

"What is Dafan, anyway? From earlier cried out mutely," Anya's murmur. "Yes part. Fery is okay too. He's a handsome, businessman's son. He's an architect."

Hearing that Dafan laughed cynically. He looked at his sister. "Him? Okay well? You sure?"

"That Bang Dafan what the hell. Do not underestimate the appearance of people from their physical. Anyway, Bang, even though he's wrong soul cake in the tribe, but the fact is that he's not inferior to Bang Dafan. He's rich, handsome, smart keeps working hard. And more. He's always been near Nara."

Hearing Anya's explanation, Dafan became misbehaved. However, due to the prestige he looked at his sister again.

"But he is ... he is ...."

"Right?" anya sela. The girl laughed. Dafan was confused by it.

"Why are you laughing?" ask Dafan. Little pissed.

"Bang Dafan ketipu. Actually, he didn't stutter. He's a cake so his cake has a reason."

"You're serious, Him." Now it is Dafan who stuttered. Anya laughed louder and saw the strange girly of her brother.

"Well, why is Bang Dafan stuttering?"

"Him!" snarl Dafan again.

Anya.stopping laughter. "Yes, really. He's actually not stuttering. I know it's only been this year. But he didn't know the cake. I've heard him call and not stutter. But I'm a bigin. I don't want to interfere. If he acts stuttering, it means there is a reason. And I don't want to go to the club before he says it himself" Anya said.

"Keep, Nara know what?" ask Dafan again.

"The grandfather is not." Pause for a moment. Anya stared fixedly at Dafan's agitated face. "Why indeed? Fear of competition ...."

Again, Anya's naughtiness is in the air. It even sounds more annoying in Dafan's ears. But he kept restraint.

"Party yes Bang. Who told you to sell expensive. Now nyesel. Nara is beautiful. He's a young entrepreneur. I'm sure a lot of people want to be his wife."

Dafan did not say. He just snorted while looking at Anya's annoying face.

"Party yes Bang. If I were Bang Dafan. Let's go Nara. Don't disturb his life."

"I'm not interrupting, I just want to apologize" Dafan replied.

"Way what? Let Bang Dafan be relieved? Let Bang Dafan live a quiet life? But did Bang Dafan not think about Nara's feelings all this time?"

Telak, Dafan seems to be in checkmate. He died because of his sister.

"Part of yes Bang, justin aja Nara continued life, want to be the same other Feri is up to him," continued Nara again.

Dafan chuckled cynically. "Same Nara Ferries? You certain? The special thing in Nara's heart was me," replied Dafan a little jemawa.

"Special?" Anya reset. Then he laughed humorously. "Bang Dafan was sure that it was still special in Nara's heart?"

Dafan.

"Yes, Bang. Nara needs a human, not a martabak."