The True Love of the Ceo

Clean up the room left behind

All day, Iam and Lila were at Papa Wira's house. Clean up Iam's room which is upstairs both. Aul and Mami Dona prepare dinner for them all. Eating together has been designed, but there are always obstacles to do..

The entire outfit, the contents of the closet, and even the order of the room. Everything was changed to Lila's liking. Iam just obeyed, and became a handyman to lift goods for the wife.

"Iiiih, the picture." said Lila, when she found a photo album under Iam's luxurious bed.

"What is that, baby?" Iam was curious, and approached his pouting wife holding back jealousy.

Yes, those are the photos of Iam with friends. And of course, Mami Dona was among them. In a photo, Iam seemed so intense to pay attention to the idol. He seemed so sincere and hopeful to her.

"Hey, this is an old photo. Why frown?"

"But, if in the snot, jealousy also feels." Lila folded her hands on her chest.

Iam just laughed, unfolding that hand. But, Lila brushed it off. Tried many times, still Lila was determined by her stance.

"Jealous? Like that, want to stay here? I'll even see you every day, right?" ledek.

"Mass... But nyesek. But, want deket. How is lila supposed to be? Confused." Lila took off her stranglehold, then played her fingers.

"Yaudah, what do you want? Lila's the one who brought me here."

Iam pulled Lila's hand, and took her to sit in bed. To be exact, sitting on his lap.

"You're coming home, what's going on last night? It's so bad, why is it spoiled again?" colek Iam in Lila's nose is bangir.

Lila wrapped her arms around Iam's neck, then placed her forehead there.

"For the taste, there is absolutely nothing. Especially in terms of likes, or even love. Although, to call her Mami, it's still so heavy on this tongue."

Lila simply nodded, remained in that position and closed her eyes. Maybe it's the feeling, which is raging in the chest. As He often said, if He can fight people who like Iam. But, he can't fight people Iam likes. Especially in such circumstances.

"Lila, why do you like that so much?"

"Yemen, Mas." said Lila so spoiled.

"But... Aaah, that's depressed differently."

"What?" Lila raised her head, and looked at the husband with a visibly agitated face.

"Ehm, that... Yuk's home?" bring Iam.

"Why go home? Mami Sama Aul already ready for dinner. Not good, if it fails again."

Iam not in power. He was just silent, then his hand grabbed the chin of the lila and whipped his sensual lips. Maybe, like just been stung by a strong voltage power. That's how.

Lila didn't answer. I even refused a few times. He's ashamed if he had to do that there.

"Later, someone's coming."

"Then? This is my room, and I've locked it. Why scared?"

"Fear of the voice......"

Iam scooped up Lila's jaw, and rubbed it back. No matter what Lila said to her. Lila's hands began to be active, pressing the nape of Iam's neck, in order to deepen their activities exchanging saliva.

"You, enjoying it? Is, is his fear gone?"

Lila simply nodded, without removing her lips from Iam. He's getting hotter, especially he's wearing a thin sweater on his body. Iam helped remove the sweater, and threw it away at will.

"Next time, don't fish. Me, you can't lure like that at all. You just shut up, I'm not feeling it." said Iam, with hands that increasingly actively disarm Lila's clothes one by one.