The Struggle for Love of the Ceo

Angga Idea

Angga looked agitated, so he could not close his eyes. He glanced to his side, glancing at his sleeping wife. How not to be agitated, already two days married his wife. But he has not received a ration from his wife. After her first failed night, Azka now sleeps one room with her. He could not have done that, in front of his son.

The day has shown at 01.30 WIB. Angga is still awake, he chose to take his labtob to check his work. By leaning his back against the wall of the bed. His fingers were busy playing toth on the keyboard board. Occasionally he snorted long studying the emails sent by his assistant. In her focus, the man wearing the boxer pants was unaware of Amalia's movements beside him.

"Darling, aren't you asleep?" Angga was shocked to hear Amalia's voice. Then he looked at the woman.

"Yes, honey. Can't sleep. I again checked some important emails that Niko sent," Angga explained smiling at his wife.

"I made coffee." Amalia started to get out of bed. His hand was pulled by Angga. Spontaneous woman turned towards her husband. It was seen her husband flickering his eyes, giving her a code. The woman wearing the sleeping dress just blushed in embarrassment. She knew what her husband wanted now. One nod was given the woman to her husband. Not waiting for long, Angga closed his labtob and got out of bed. And so is Amalia.

They both came out of the room. They walked to the other room. Angga looks excited, when they are already in a room that is smaller than his room. Angga wrapped his hands around his wife's waist. He hugged from behind Amalia's body while smelling the fragrant smell of his wife's hair. Angga's treatment made the fur of his wife's sitting stand up because of amused. From the hair down to the neck. Satisfied playing around in that area. Angga took Amalia to the bed in the room.

He started to ignite the flames of passion in his body. When you are in bed. Instantly Angga pulled the nape of Amalia and silenced his wife's mouth. The moans began to sound. Angga smiled at his kiss because Amalia without awkward to reply to his treatment with no less great. When Angga will take off his wife's shirt.

Azka's cry and the child's cry undoes her intentions. The two of them rushed to the room, Azka's bed right now.

"Mother.....Dad...."

"Cup..cup..honey..have not cried again!" amalia hugged the boy. While Angga he held his temple. Again they failed to do that.

After the child calms down. Amalia laid her son's body again on the bed. He glanced towards Angga who looked glum.

"It can't be abandoned, Mah. Auto failed to make a dedek for Azka," muttered Angga thinking of something.

The next morning they were busy doing the usual activity of breakfast together. After breakfast, Angga asked his wife's permission to go out for a while. Amalia put her suspicions on Angga who looks different than usual.

"Where are you going, baby?" ask Amalia full of search.

"You want a baby sister for Azka" Angga replied, Amalia pulling one eyebrow. She did not understand what her husband was thinking. To the extent that the man wanted to find a nanny for Azka.

"Make what, honey. You don't think I can take care of Azka alone. Can't take care of our son, that's it!" his cerocos Angga sighed harshly. It seems Amalia has misunderstood the plan.

"It's not like that, honey. You don't know, anyway! If Azka sleeps the same we continue, when can make it good for him. What failed again failed. Huuh, you don't know how much your husband suffered. Because it must be the desire material that has been at the end of the head." Amalia smiled broadly at her husband's complaint. The man who saw it, moved his mouth even more.

"Why smile. Seneng yes, see your husband suffer," said Angga, Amalia immediately hugged her husband's arm.

"It's not so dear. I can't stand it either, actually!" amalia whispered and fled from her husband. She was ashamed, for having seduced her husband. Seeing his wife who increasingly dared to tease him, Angga more curious made. He was getting impatient to part duren with his wife.

The family returned after two hours. He came back with a young woman who looked a little innocent. Two opened the entrance to the woman's house to introduce her to his wife. The woman introduced by her friend who lives not far from where she lives now.

"Why, baby?" Amalia's view was shifted to the figure of the woman who carried Angga. Then he smiled kindly at the woman.

"Honey. She's Azka's foster sister. He lives here too" Angga explained, then he approached his wife.

"Hi.. whose name is it?" Sapa Amalia friendly.

"I'm Neneng." The woman named Neneng looked embarrassed and nervous after meeting the mother of the child he was going to foster.

"You used to work for kids?" Ask Amalia to the woman.

"Already Mom. I worked at the lurah place. Because her son is now a big boy. So I quit my job there" answered the woman honestly.

"Yes already. Let me show you where your room is!" take Amalia to her babysitter. They walked to a room. The room was dedicated to housekeeping assistance and babysitters. Room size 4*4 was already quite large according to the woman.

After showing the woman's room. Amalia invites Neneng to meet her son. The child Nebeng will take care of. In a room located upstairs, the two of them entered.

"Well, this is my son's room. That's him taking a nap." They came closer to the sleeping child.

Amalia told Sugaus-Neneng's duties during her work there. Amalia was not sure. His son will be taken care of by that woman. But, she also could not resist her husband's wishes.

Hearing the noisy sounds of people talking, Azka woke up. He saw his mother being with someone. Azka immediately whined to be carried by her mother.

"Mother!!!" Amalia quickly approached her son. Neneng also did the same. But Azka was afraid to see the woman.

"Azka, don't be afraid. This is Mbak Neneng. Ms. Neneng who will help the mother take care of Azka," explained Amalia to her son about Neneng.

But Azka still did not want to be touched by the woman. He still wants to be with his mother. Right now, he doesn't want to play alone. Because he is still afraid of the woman who he thinks is still a stranger.

In the afternoon. Azka's time to take a shower. Neneng took the initiative to bathe his foster children. But Azka was crying to see the woman.

"Mother!!! Azka did not want to shower Ama Mbak. Azka shower Ama mother aja." Azka whined while pointing at Neneng. The angga who saw him instantly frowned. His plan was again failed by his son.

To be continued

About Angga still have other ways. EA Ama Amalia....