The Struggle for Love of the Ceo

Sulking

After a while Angga returned to his room with a glass of clear water in his hand. He entered slowly, afraid to wake his son who seemed to have fallen asleep. There was no more noise from his room. After the door opened, the wry-looking man walked over to his bed. It was not just his son who had fallen asleep. His wife also fell asleep. It adds to the disappointment in the man.

He put the glass on the nightstand, next to his bed. Then his gaze turned to the two beings who were already in the dream realm. Goose also laid her body beside her son. Then cover her body with a blanket. But the male's eyes are hard to close. Either the influence of desire is still stuck in him or there is a mind that stuck in his head.

For a long time, he was preoccupied with his thoughts that did not know where he was headed. The man brought his face closer to his son's. The little creature was very similar to him, there was no telling the difference between the two. He rubbed the boy's cheek gently.

"You're my angel, baby. I don't want to be away from you anymore. I can't imagine that one day we're apart." Without feeling a little clear water droplets dripping, but not to fall. Angga was so scared. One day his father will separate himself from his wife and son again.

Satisfied with the face of his son. Angga's gaze turned to a woman who still looked beautiful even though she was asleep. The woman who changed her life for the better. The woman who now bears the name of Angga Dwipangga. The man could not bear to not hold his wife's face. A smile emanated from the man's face when he remembered the incident a moment ago. The woman he had known as an innocent woman. It turns out that it is now turning a little more aggressive. Imagine that, make something down there stand up straight. Find a place to hide in the nest. But the man was not brave enough to wake his sleeping wife.

With a hint of disappointment Angga tried to close his eyes again. Maybe because the day is getting late, making men who wear plain shirts with boxer pants it finally fell asleep.

The sound of the dawn Adhan has started to be heard. Torturing the ear of a sleeping woman hugging her child. His eyes began to slowly open. The first to see was his son. Rushed the woman down from the bed to clean her body before dawn prayers.

The cold air that morning did not stop his intention to take a mandatory bath. Even though last night, his first night failed. But he got his love out. Therefore the woman requires to take a mandatory bath. After purifying himself, he came out of the bathroom.

Her steps came to a halt when she remembered that her husband had not woken up from his sleep. Then near him the man who was still asleep was wrapped in a blanket covering his body. Then the woman patted her husband's shoulder gently and said, "honey awake. We pray at dawn, yuk!" But there was no movement from her husband. Makes the woman have to do this.

Without awkward again, Amalia kissed the lips of the man she loved. To wake up immediately. But not open his eyes. The man pulled his wife's hand until it fell right over her body. Amalia tried to break away, but the more Angga hugged herself tightly.

"Darling to take me. We pray first." The eyes of the Anga are open. The first thing he did was to smile cunningly at his wife who was having trouble letting go of him.

"A little while, yeah!" he still looked at his wife's face. Makes his wife's face look red.

"Darling..." It's not over the woman speaking. His mouth was covered with the man's lips. Until the passion of both began to seep. These are also changed to *******. Amalia enjoyed her husband's game. Until the voice of the little boy forced them to stop their activities.

"Dad, Mother why?" Amalia immediately withdrew from the body of her husband. Angga immediately disappeared from his sleep.

"Dear shower with Dad, yeah! We pray together," said Amalia gave a towel to her husband. Orchid just grimaced to see his wife who looked nervous.

After the morning prayers. The little family chose to run the morning together. The air there is still very good. There are still many trees and far from pollution. The little boy who looked sullen because he was waiting for the arrival of his mother, then carried by his father. So as not to sulk any more.

"Mother long, we stay. Yuk!" Azka protest already in her father's arms.

"Sorry, dear old mother. Make Azka milk first." The woman gave the pacifier to her son's hand.

"Let's start running." Angga took his son down from his trunk. After that they started running in the morning.

They run around their house. But the boy holding the pacifier stopped. When looking at the melon fruit lined up neatly in the area of the melon plantation.

"Dad lied. He said he wanted Azka to get a good melon, " Azka said to her father. Angga then stopped and approached his son.

"It's still morning, baby. Not open. Later yes, a bit unfortunate," said the man who looks cool with his sports clothes.

"We go home if Azka is sulking. Mommy never taught Azka to be a gini gini fusser Lo!" cetus Amalia is a little upset because lately her son is more spoiled than usual.

"Honey, his Azka was scolded," said Angga did not like if his son was scolded by his wife.

"Yes, I'm ending sweetheart. Azka never spoiled gini Lo! Before meeting you. Now, he's more spoiled. Nurun's Dad." Angga immediately carried his son so as not to cry because he was angry with his wife.

"But not that too, my dear. He was a kid. Pity being scolded this way," the man was slightly annoyed at his wife.

"You should not be angry with Azka" he continued. Amalia could tell that her husband did not like her son being scolded.

"Bela keep Mas. A habit of." Now Amalia is sulking and leaving her husband and son.

During this time Azka was taught not spoiled by his mother. Because Amalia knows, her single parents position will be difficult if her child grows up to be a spoiled child. But since meeting his father, Azka has indeed changed a little more spoiled. Anything sulky if not obeyed. Amalia was educating her son a little hard. He didn't want his son to be a soft boy. Especially considering his status at the time. Child out of wedlock. One day, someone will gossip about her because of her status.

Angga then chased after his wife just left him and his son. When he was about to step his foot. I heard someone calling his name.

"Sister Angga!"

To be continued