The Struggle for Love of the Ceo

Clues

After dinner with Burhan's family, Amalia accompanied her son to sleep first. Azka was a little tired today. Because all day activities. The boy whines for sleep first.

Tired of waiting for his wife never to come out of the room, finally Angga followed. When she was inside, Angga found Amalia who was changing into her sleepwear. Angga waited for the woman to finish changing her clothes by sitting on the side of the bed. Realizing her husband was catching up with her, Amalia approached in her favorite sleeping dress.

"Gapain Mas, here?" His wife's question made Angga raise one eyebrow. Staring puzzled at the face of his wife, who questioned his whereabouts there.

"You're coming after you, baby!" his answer seduced his wife.

"No no no no! You can't sleep here. As agreed by agreement this afternoon. You should sleep alone in the next room." His wife's answer made the man instantly slacken. He thought his wife had forgotten her sentence this afternoon. It turns out that Amalia's memory is still sharp as well.

"Darling, am I actually sleeping in the side room?" Amalia nodded.

"Not really happy." The woman shook her head.

"Darling, please!!" Amalia widened her eyes. To get Angga out of that room.

He walked straight to the empty room, right next to his room. It seemed that his wife was not messing with his punishment.

Angga entered a room smaller than the room he usually occupied. The room has not been used since the owner died. The room was Adi's former room, his sister.

While in the room, Angga immediately laid his body on the bed. He tries to neutralize his thoughts that are beginning to be clouded with the murder of his brother. His chest began to be filled with sadness and anger. A moment later, he remembered his wife's words. That her brother wasn't Adi's killer. The desire to believe his wife was there, but in check with evidence and testimony of witnesses who incriminated Delon.

It was hard for the man to close his eyes. Not because he did not sleep with his wife but his mind was overwhelmed with how he could prove what he said was true. The man pulled his body, sitting leaning against the wall bed. Get a cell phone on the table. But he was still confused, what would he do with that phone. His brain really can't work smoothly. Suddenly she remembered her sister's phone. The phone is still stored in the drawer, the closet is not far from the bed.

Angga went and looked for the phone. Android phone output in 2012, taken by the man. In the note of the phone, still the same as the last he saw first, still intact. Angga hope only one, hopefully the phone can still be turned on.

The man was looking for the power button of the phone, which is located on the top right side of the phone. After finding it, he tried to push the button. Several times he tried to press it but the phone was not on. With an annoyed grunt, Angga ruffled his hair.

Doesn't stop there. He tried to find the charger from the phone in the closet drawer. In no longer the drawer, there are some items in it. But that became the center of attention Angga. A charger bearing the brand name of his brother's mobile phone is located not far from the box containing the watch. Quickly, Angga took the charger. And connect it to the electrical terminal on the wall of the room. After waiting a few minutes. The phone is on. That means the phone can still be used. Angga breathed a sigh of relief and wished for a hint from the phone.

Angga waits for the battery to charge first. Lying her body on that bed. Hearing footsteps in his room, the man pretended to close his eyes behind a blanket that wrapped his body.

Amalia couldn't sleep without her husband. He intended to see Angga in the room he occupied that night. Amalia went into the room with a sneak. Before she made sure first, that her husband was not awake. Only then did he enter and approach towards Angga. Angga was sure that his wife was coming, she held her laugh under the blanket.

"Hmmm apparently punishment from me, there really does not make you tormented. I thought, you wouldn't be able to sleep, if it wasn't with me" Amalia murmured, Angga growing more and more chuckled under her blanket.

Amalia sat herself by the bed and looked around the room. What caught his attention was a large photo plastered on the wall of the room. The person in the picture, again disturbed his mind. It was as if he had met that man.

"Why do I feel I've met that person before" he murmured again.

"Darling, I was really scared when you were cold to me. I'm afraid your love is eroded, and I'm leaving, Azka too." Angga who heard his wife's words restrained his tent, his guilty feelings covering up again within him.

"Good sleep, baby. Sweet dreams.love you.." Amalia got up from that place, and soon her clothes were pulled by Angga. Makes the woman's chest beat. She was caught wet meeting her husband. The husband she had to sleep without. Instead of making her husband tormented, but she herself could not sleep without Angga by his side.

"Where are you going?" One sound came out from the man's mouth making Amalia bowed in embarrassment.

"Darling, your husband asked, Lo! Where are you going, where are you going?" reang Angga increasingly aggressively tease his wife who can not wart anymore.

"Here, your husband who can't sleep." Angga pulled his wife's body, then laid parallel to his body. That way he could see the face of his wife that night.

"I, want to go back to the room," said Amalia who would move but was held by Angga's hand.

"Here, aja!"

"But Azka nyariin!" reject Amalia.

"No will. I've been watching, yeah." Angga smiled sweetly in front of his wife's face. It finally made the woman disappear.

They did not close their eyes. Not doing EA EA. Because the doctor's advice is still ringing in Angga's head. They just exchanged stories. Because rarely does that moment exist. All this time, if it's been in the room let alone what they do if not EA EA. Angga very can not let his wife idle, directly hit the point. His wife's body was like opium in Angga's eyes.

"Darling, my question this afternoon you haven't answered, you know!" Angga looked to remember.

"Which one, me?" ask when you don't get an answer.

"Why is my brother's picture in your Labtob." Angga. Confused people have to be honest or not.

"Darling?"

"Hmmm, yes, dear. Your brother is a lecture minister from the late brother Adi," explained Angga honestly.

"Oh, do you know my sister?" Amalia asked again. To that question Angga was confused as to what to answer. He was afraid that his wife would ask him another question if he answered knowing her brother.

"Know."

"That means you also know, the case that befell my sister?" True to Angga's guess, his wife would ask him about it.

to be continued