The President's Beautiful Belongs to the CEO

The President's Beautiful Belongs to the CEO
S2. Sleeping three.



Reyanza walked quickly while opening the door of the Presidency room violently.


The barracks!


And immediately made Miss Asmara who was sitting on the sofa jump in shock.


Reyanza sat herself on the sofa next to Miss Asmara, along with the babble that Miss Asmara did not understand.


Miss Asmara frowned when Reyanza was carrying a plastic bag instead of warm water as the man said.


Miss Asmara was increasingly confused, when she heard Reyanza saying she did not like her woman to be displayed by other men.


The confused Miss Asmara prefers to open the plastic on the table to want to know what it contains.


"Hc ..."


Miss Asmara was surprised, but a second later she understood that her husband was jealous.


Miss Asmara smiled looking at the man sitting next to her but threw his face the other way.


Cup.


The eyes immediately widened to get a sweet treatment suddenly.


Not Miss Asmara who was surprised but Reyanza, the man immediately froze, this is the first time Miss Asmara kissed him first.


"You teased me." Reyanza held back Miss Asmara's nape as the woman wanted to stay away.


There was a small laugh from the red lips like strawberries, Miss Asmara was holding back amused as Reyanza's hand tickled her plate.


"I'm not flirting with hahaha .. I'm just reminding you where the warm water you promised."


The deg!


Simultaneously Reyanza was shocked, Miss Asmara stopped laughing.


Reyanza stopped his activities, he just remembered that he had come out to take warm water, but the question is now where the glass contains warm water.


Reyanza let out a long sigh while patting her eel.


"Oh my God .. I'll get it again."


Miss Asmara held the hand of Reyanza who wanted to leave while shaking her head marked unnecessary.


Right in the afternoon the two went home together, and not Reyanza's name if not showing off the intimacy, clasping Miss Asmara's hand and kissing Miss Asmara's cheek in front of Lion Group employees.


Those who saw blushed to cover their own faces.


"Mommy, Daddy ..."


Reza waved her tiny hand from the direction of the door standing beside her nanny, as she saw Miss Asmara and Reyanza get out of the car.


"Leja wants to be fat, Deddy," he said as his hands were raised up.


Reyanza who walked closer he smiled then carried Reza and carried him around in circles until a cheerful laugh came from the tiny lips.


Miss Asmara smiled towards the two, very funny in her eyes, like seeing one's interaction between Father and Son.


Miss Asmara entered the room first, Reyanza still playing around downstairs with Reza until nightfall was still fun to play around, from a corner not far away, Miss Asmara saw that both of them had feelings of guilt.


Reyanza feeds Reza at the dinner table, after Miss Asmara came to the two for dinner together.


"Daddy, Leja wants this, this, this." Her tiny hand pointed at the food she liked with her mouth full of food to the point of making her speech unclear.


Haha.


Reyanza laughed because she felt funny, and comforted her inner self.


Miss Asmara also chuckled, her mind slightly imagining if later gifted by a child.


Dinner was over and everyone started to rest in their rooms.


Miss Asmara and Reyanza who ran out of the bathroom she was shocked when she was on the bed suddenly someone poked out from under the blanket.


"Hello, Daddy, Mommy ... Leja wants to be a little boke." Reza opened the blanket that covered her face while laughing cheerfully.


*Yahh, this tuyul aja, right I so can not jahilin My wife, inner Reyanza grunt annoyed.


Fail dong, hahaha , laugh sadly in heart*.


"Mommy, hug, Leja," she asked, pleading spoiled.


Hey, I should be hugged instead of you. The sadder Reyanza's inner.


Reyanza drowned her face in the pillow on her stomach, then slightly glanced at Miss Asmara, as if giving a code do not want.


"Mommy."


The spoiled whining sound of the second time made Miss Asmara powerless if she did not grant the request of the little boy.


Even last night with three sleeps.