The True Love of the Ceo

Just trying to fight trauma

A bucket of white roses leaning next to Iam. He stopped by his flower shop and bought flowers for his wife. Just looking at her habit, which was always putting white roses in the vase of the living room table, Iam had guessed that Lila liked it.

From a distance, Lila and Bu Marni were sitting together. Miss Marni sat on top, leaving Lila's hair sitting casually on the white ceramic floor. Without a pedestal, yet so comfortable for him.

Iam honked a few times and Lila immediately smiled, standing up to greet him.

"Mass..." Lila spread her hands.

Iam gave the flower, then kissed the wife's forehead so warm. No matter, right and left of Bu Marni's house there is CCTV monitoring with double force.

"Lady..." Iam kissed Miss Marni's hand.

"Mom just got home?"

"Yes, come straight here."

"But don't go home yet, will you? We eat together." take Miss Marni..

Iam nodded, entered the house and opened his coat. The CCTVs again sat sweetly in their posts.

"Lila, don't you bring me a change of clothes?"

"Well, are you going to take a shower?"

"He'em, sultry." Iam continued to fan his body with his hands. It looked like sweat was flowing from his forehead.

Lila put down the flowers, opening one by one Iam shirt buttons until everything is dated. Seemed, his chest which field decorated his muscles are burly. Moreover, his arms were so steady when grasping.

Honestly, only this time did Lila notice in this detail.

"Why, like?"

"Hmm? Pantes, Lila couldn't fight back then. As it turned out, the one Lila was fighting had a muscle as thick and perfect as this," he rubbed it on Iam's memorable arm.

"Dare to remember?"

"Efforts to fight trauma. After all, the traumatizing one is trying to heal him with all the sincerity given."

Iam smiled so perfectly. He flicked Lila's long hair behind her ear. Peeping Lila's forehead, down to her cheeks up to her lips. Unfortunately, Bu Marni's call broke their concentration.

"Mother calls." said Lila spoiled.

After Lila came out, Iam immediately entered the bathroom. Cleaned himself up until he was so fresh. His hair was wet, because the hair cream he was wearing made it dull.

" Why are you ready? It's not dinner yet." asked Iam who came out by wiping his hair with a towel.

"When you're here, when you're hungry. Not fixated on time." replied Miss Marni.

Lila took him to sit down, then prepared a side dish on her plate. It is not fixated on time, as Iam often apply at home. But togetherness that, make the food in question becomes more delicious.

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" Mom, Lila go home first. Sometime, Lila's here." said to Mother.

"Yes, no papa. I know, Lila already has her own home. Uh, what's his name? A cement?"

"Apartment, Mom. Tomorrow, Lila take Mom there."

Ms. Marni nodded, smilingly taking off Lila who had to go back and leave. He was a little curious, whether Lila would tell the incident last afternoon or not to Iam.

"Hopefully, no matter what happens, you're always open with everything." she hoped.

Miss Marni came back in, and waited for the shop.

"What's up, honey?" Iam asked, when Lila was daydreaming again.

"Father came."

"Hmmm, then?"

"Begging for money, hold Lila love. All the money Lila brought. The same one I gave you yesterday. Not papa?" the lyrics are full of questions.

"How's he? What rough soft? That's Lila's right, yaudah, wear it. After all, it's been given. But as Lila likes to say, if you're once loved, there's going to be a mess."

"Yes, Lila was afraid of it. The store money, too, was taken. Poor thing, Mother."

"Well, why didn't you say? That's it, I changed the money. Then, you're confused dong?"

Lila simply forgot, being so happy with her husband's return. But, he was not happy if again had to be troublesome. Even if it is his right.