The Beloved Barbaric Wife of the CEO

Past times

The sound of the sound of music so loud entered the sense of hearing, but strangely, the creatures who heard the noise seemed to enjoy it so much. They do not even hesitate to dance to the hip hop rhythm created by DJs there. They jump up and down in excitement, not even rarely anyone who screams so excited.

The same with Litania. He who walked hand in hand with Chandra several times amazed. The body also follows the sound of music that makes it unconsciously move the head. He who had just entered the nightclub for the first time looked around with sparkling eyes. Lips did not escape the cracks that tempt faith, so sweet.

"Well, deabak, amazing." As if not disturbed by the crowds of visitors, Litania even wanted to go straight down to the dance floor.

Grabbing Litania's hand, Chandra glared at her trying to stop her little woman's steps. "Where are you going?"

"You go there, Bang. I want to jog too" said Litania half-screaming. While the lips returned a smile.

Shaking, Chandra gave the Litania a hard code. He pulled the wrist of the girl wearing long jeans and a bomber jacket with a white T-shirt inside to head for the bar table.

Faced with the bartander, Chandra rules Litania with the gaze of an eagle's eye. "Sit down!"

Unable to resist, Litania put her lips together. He's pissed. Inevitably had to follow the orders of her husband who had put on a fierce face. He nelangsa, can only see the preoccupation of other visitors that he can not feel. "When you come here if you can't have fun?" skink.

"Who wants to have fun? We're just here to see someone. Mending now you're here. Don't be embarrassed. Don't make a move. Don't go anywhere, and don't take. Sit down quietly. Understand!" Chandra said with great emphasis. To warn Litania not to throw tantrums in public places.

Litania's lips are getting a few inches. He propped his chin with both palms and rested on the elbows attached to the bar table. The rare sight that made the figure of a young man who was concocting drinks could not help but smile. "What do you want, Ma'am, Mas?" tanyanya broke up the conversation of two different people of that age.

"Message Tequila Sunrise and ...." Chandra hangs a sentence. It's the lyrics of Litania who is clearly looking at it with sparkling eyes back.

"I want the same." Litania interrupted with a cheerful face.

"Big No, Titan." Chandra shook his head accompanied by a sharp plot. "You're a kid, drinking a regular soda."

Holding back the whimper, Litania put her sour face on the bar table with her arms up. He was shaking his legs which were hanging because he was upset. Chandra again gets in the way of his wishes. "Jude, deh. I want to go to the toilet first" Litania said, lifting from a round, long-legged chair made of stainless steel.

"You want the toilet?"

Snorting, Litania replied, "I know." Without looking. Really, his frustration is growing. Something he wanted was always blocked.

Basic old man selfish, inner Litania. He poked his feet away, stepping away from Chandra with an irritated feeling that was crashing in his chest.

Before long, a man in a gray shirt with glasses came up and patted Chandra on the shoulder. "Woi, what is a manyun like?" tanyakanya.

"Eh, hey, Wan. When's nyampe?"

"Must."

Looking around, the man looked like he was looking for someone. "Sendrian's chocolate? Where's bini lo?" tanyakanya. He put his ass in the chair next to Chandra's. The man, whose full name is Irwan Syahputra, then ordered a soft drink on the bartander in front. "Where's litania?" ask again. He opened the red can and downed a little bit of it.

Exhaling a long breath, Chandra hesap alcoholic beverages are readily available. "He's going to the toilet."

"Eh, seriously. Elo why, anyway? How rich are those other bete. Elo am I spewing?" ask Irwan.

"Not elo, but ...." Chandra hanging speech. Staring seriously Irwan who has also been waiting for the continuation he said. "Udah, ah. Don't discuss. Males me."

Clucking, Chandra again swiped the glass without enjoying. "Gue's upset, Wan. My fate is so gini. I could have married that little boy. And the worst thing is that I can't refuse. Temen-temen with my business partner that I mulu," said Chandra after putting the glass. He pulls his own hair back. Channeling the frustration that comes back.

"Emang why? Age issues? Age is not a big thing. Love doesn't look at age, Bro."

"Love fuck. There is no love. There is only the same responsibility as my frustration. Being at home with him makes me feel like a little boy knows not. All I hold, from emotion to ...." Again, Chandra cut off the speech.

Dark, Irwan knew the meaning of unfinished speech. Seeing Chandra's frustrated face must be nothing but an unprovoked orgasm problem. "Seriously the bellows got rations?" ask Irwan. There was a tone of ridicule at the end of his sentence. Makes Chandra again snort.

"My fate is very unlucky. We've been married for a month, but that's it, rich kids. He doesn't know how to cook, doesn't want a house. I love watching Korean dramas. I'm mute." Chandra paused his talk for a while, then continued to say, "Where is his hobby of tormenting me again. Elo know not. He's not sleeping with BH. Kan's crazy. Even though there is no love, there is still a thrashing," Chandra annoyed. And again responded to a loud laughter from Irwan.

"Basic, you can't stop laughing." Chandra is still in upset mode.

Back wiping his drink, Irwan tried to suppress the invisible tickle. Really, only this time did he see the usual calm Chandra become chaotic just because of women.

"This is. Try asking yourself. Elo it's not the same behavior he's rich what? If you think he's a kid, it's natural that he's acting rich. Try to speak heart to heart. I was married too. Dear if not tucked. The young leaves." Back, there sounded a crispy twitch from the lips of the teary-eyed man.

Hitting the bar table, Chandra is a little black-ridden. "Damn lo. I'm not in love. He's a kid, woi!"

Waving his hands, Irwan dismissed Chandra's words. "Ah, jan ngeles. Elo said no love, but love, right? Who do you think you're lying to, me?" irwan.

Chandra's speechless. While the face still looks sour

"Gue can't lie, Chan. We have been from small. I know, you like him from college, don't you?" irwan continued again.

It feels like he was shot dead. Irwan's words really make Chandra not warty. Again he drank his alcoholic beverages until no rest. Suppress the growing annoyance.

Mengulum smiled, Irwan repeated the word, "Elo liked him since he was little, right?"

"What a fact. I'm not a predator."

"Yes, I understand. Elo desperately suppressed that elo liking. That's why you made him sprain and moved to Jakarta. I know everything, Chan. But, that's first. Now he's big. She has grown up to be a beautiful, tall woman. Elo is not a pedophile. Elo is legal to be her man. Naturally klo asked for rations," explained Irwan.

"Ah, fuck you. Don't come from, yeah. I'm Chandra. I don't like kids. Especially Litania. Hear it!" Chandra said with annoyance. Remembering the past makes it back windy.

But before long, the eyes hit Chandra distracted when he saw two club security men scattered past them. "What's up, sir?" chandra asked after briefly arresting a security guard in black and fat.

"There's a fight near the toilet, Mas."

Chandra's thoughts were immediately fixed on Litania. With a rush of feet he entered the toilet that was crowded with people. And it's true. Litania was standing with four men lying on the floor. Some were hit by rolls of tissue, some went into the toilet with a broken door, some were under the sink and some were even worse were falling under his wife's feet.

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Maafken if old new up. His boss is busy making short stories. Heheh. Mayan klo won. The quota gaes. Doain to win, yeah. 😊