The Thunder's Love

70. Lonely

“Ara want to work also can, Brother.” Yumna did not stop talking to disturb Thunder who was checking the files.

The man simply responded with a nod, a sledgehammer or a deheman each time the wife asked a question. It was like being interviewed by a journalist.

“Abang, Ara can help with what?” yumna said she was tired of just sitting quietly staring at her busy husband.

“If Ara is silent it is very helpful Brother, dear. Abang's head was dizzy hearing Ara ngoceh. Mouth not tired talking?” Thunder put a file in his hand looking at the wife who pursed her lips.

“Ara Lonely Brother, Ara seemed to say the same wall.”

“Means better Ara silence, save her voice Dear.”

Yumna pursed her lips, followed by a ring, moving closer to her husband. “Ara can't be silent.” He said to wrap his hands around Thunder's neck, hugging from behind.

“Ara want to go home?” tawar Thunder. 

“Ara wants to be with Brother here,” Yumna revolves sitting in the lap of the husband.

“Oke, now Ara is silent yes. Brother wants to finish this first,” Thunder knocks the file on the table. The woman nodded obediently. He let Yumna roam in his lap.

At first, Yumna was obedient to silence. But over time he got bored and ended up deliberately making Thunder disturbed. Her hands rubbed in the field of the husband.

Because of the obstructed suit and shirt Thunder is not too much of a problem. The hand did not shock his body too much.

Thunder smiled a smile at the top of his woman's head.

"Any busy?" Yumna looked up at her husband.

"What do you want, darling?" Thunder confirmed Yumna's sitting position and stroked her back.

"Ara's hungry, brother."

The man immediately glanced at the clock that was coiled around his wrist. Almost twelve o'clock, his wife was starving.

"Please order the food first."

"Can meatballs?" Yumna Pinta.

"May you darling."

"Believe Brother," Yumna buried her face on Thunder's shoulder. The man called his secretary to buy him a meatball.

“Sleep,” murmured even though the lunch he ordered had not arrived.

The man did not move much to continue his delayed work despite some difficulties. His legs felt numb because they held Yumna too long.

“Sleep?” ask Tomi who went into Thunder's room.

He wanted to take Thunder to lunch at home. They used to eat lunch with family, very rarely eat out.

Thunder replied with a nod. He was like a babysitter who worked while holding momong.

Tomi held back a laugh. He thought Khalisa was already the most spoiled, it turns out that there is still more spoiled than that. Good thing his wife is not as pampered as they, hopefully not contagious to his daughter indulgence of the two women.

"Gue I swear Nefa's gonna be more spoiled than this to Arraz. And they're a soul mate!" Cetus Thunder who understood Tomi's mocking gaze.

"About, it could be civil war." Sergey Tomi, Khalisa who would have gone berserk first if it happened.

"Let's be exciting." Thunder smiled triumphantly. He couldn't imagine if it really happened, it would definitely be quite shocking.

"Lo's wasting my time!!" Tomi left the Thunder room. Listening to the man's prank made him shiver.

"Who did you tell me to come here?" Thunder sniffed his shoulders indifferently.

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That Tomi does not know if in the future his daughter will be a photocopyan Kha and Ara 😆

Othor nyicil, mumpung eyes can still be this width 🤣