The Twin CEOs of Amnesia

I don't like the smell.

The day changed so quickly, it did not feel like a month had passed, since the Bimo romantic proposal event took place. His second wedding is planned to take place two months after the proposal because of Bimo. So, now there's only a month left. Why postponed that long? that's because Bimo has to get back busy, to account for the big project he won. This means that he must focus on the project first, at least 50 percent completed.

However, although delayed, all preparations for preparation are of course still done.

This morning as usual looks three sons of the Prayoga family is neat with their work clothes. But what seemed to rush was only two people, Tristan and Bimo. While Bima looked very relaxed like he was not going anywhere.

"Darling, why are you still relaxing? you're not working today?" tanya Ayunda who also looks neat and seems ready to go to the boutique.

"Emm, today I don't do too much work. I've given it all to Radit. Are you going to the boutique?"

Ayunda nodded her head, asserting.

"Would you not go to the store today? I want you to accompany this daily one!" bima said that made Ayunda squeak his forehead, confused.

"What the hell are you, honey? you're okay, right?" asked Ayunda, worried because her husband's attitude was not as usual.

"Of course I'm fine. I just want you to be with me, is that wrong?" ask Bima, turn around.

"Not wrong, just weird! you're not usually like this,"

"That's usually .. it's amazing like this" said Bima as she hugged Ayunda and began sniffing his wife's neck.

"Darling you why does it smell so good? different from me who stinks," said Bima again, do not stop sniffing the neck, and clothes Ayunda.

"Whose name says you smell? you smell like you normally do" Ayunda leaned over to kiss the shirt worn by her husband.

"You smell good, honey. It's just that it's less fragrant, probably because you haven't sprayed perfume on your clothes. Shall I spray it?" Ayunda swung her foot to walk towards the dresser, where the perfume used by Bima.

"I don't want to wear that perfume, honey. I want to wear your perfume!" reject Bima quickly before Ayunda sprays perfume on her body.

"Heh? my perfume?" again Ayunda squinted her forehead, confused.

"That smells soft especially for women, honey. There is no masculine smell at all" Ayunda added.

"But I want to wear it, let the smell feel like you are near me continue, because I always smell you continue," said Bima who made Ayunda more confused.

"Darling, once again I want to ask, you're okay, right? your head didn't hit anything hard, did it? your vows are really strange," Ayunda could no longer hide her anger.

"Darling, why do you ask like that? I'm fine, and my head didn't hit anything at all. You see me weird from where the hell?"

"Yes, weird! yesterday you feel that you are more comfortable and confident with your expensive perfume, because you say, the aroma can provide positive energy for those who smell it. And you also say that the aroma is also synonymous with a sporty and optimistic person. There is a balance between calmness and freshness created.  Why do you not like the smell now? You can't possibly wear a floral perfume like I wear. Later you will be paired with your employees again," said Ayunda, at length and without pause.

"Why are you so chatty anyway? it's wrong to wear your perfume. Today I told you I wanted to spend time with you, so I'm not going to the office. But even if I went to the office, no one would dare to laugh at me. So you just calm down!" bima said, again pulling Ayunda's body and re-sniffing his wife's neck.

"Bima, ticklish!" exclaimed Ayunda, whose entire body was now goosebumps. The woman tried to push Bima's body, but to no avail. Her husband, even hugged her tighter.

"Darling, don't go to the boutique! mending you accompany me!" said Bima who today was really spoiled.

"Yes, yes, I'm not going to the boutique, but let go of your arms!" said Ayunda softly, like a mother persuading her son.

Just as Bima let go of her embrace, her phone suddenly sounded a sign that someone was contacting her.

"Hello," Bima's tone suddenly turned cold unlike her efficacious attitude like earlier.

"....."

"Oh, Okay! You'll be there soon. Thanks for the information!" Bima disconnects the call and this time puts her phone in her pants pocket.

Meanwhile, Ayunda seemed to open the closet and take out her house clothes. As he said earlier that he today will not go to the boutique, but accompany Bima at home.

Suddenly his waist was two coiled burly hands. Who else would have owned that hand if not Bima the husband.

The man again sniffed Ayunda's neck, as if he found something very interesting on his wife's neck.

"Darling, don't be like this ah! tickled knows!" Ayunda began to protest because the feathers back on its feet, due to the work of Bima.

Instead of stopping, Bima increasingly aggressively doing it and also repeatedly kissed the shoulders of Ayunda.

"Darling, why did you take out those clothes?" bima asked, looking towards the clothes in Ayu's hands.

Ayunda gritted her teeth, feeling annoyed at Bima's question.

"Lho, how are you, Bima? aren't you the one who said I don't have to go to the store right now? so I want to change the clothes I wear to casual clothes. There's no way I'm wearing a dress at home" Ayunda said, trying to contain her frustration.

"You don't have to change clothes, honey. I want to take you out. Come on!" Bima let go of his embrace, took the clothes that Ayu had taken earlier and put them back in the closet. After that, the man grabbed Ayunda's hand and took her outside. Meanwhile, Ayunda could only shut up and obey wherever her husband took her away.

Not yet at the door, Bima suddenly dampened his steps, making Ayunda again confused.

"What's up, honey? is anyone missing?" ask Ayunda.

"Yes, ada! I haven't worn your perfume yet!" Bima turned around and stepped back to the place where Ayunda put her perfume. After finding the perfume, Bima sprayed it all over her body while breathing the air, as if enjoying the perfume. After which, the man grabbed his own perfume bottle, and without any burden directly stuffed the perfume bottle into the trash.

"Darling, why are you throwing away your perfume? that's a lot of it!" Ayunda Protest.

"Leave it! I don't like the smell anymore."

"Yes, even if you don't like it, we can give it to Bimo or to Tristan. It's an expensive perfume. Otherwise you can give it to the front guards!" Ayunda returns to protest.

"If I give it to Tristan or to Bimo, they have it. If I give it to the security guard, it's not fair that I don't give it to the mama driver, the gardener. There will be envy among them. So, it's better to just throw it away," said Bima.

"Take it again, No! at least if you don't want to wear it, don't throw it away, but keep it! it's the same as wasting money!" tell Ayunda with eyes that look very sharp.

"Yes, yes, I'll take it again!" seeing the gaze of his wife who was about to eat him alive, Bima finally inevitably took back the perfume bottle with one hand that covered her nose. Then the man put it back on the table.

"I've taken it back, honey. If you want to keep it, please keep it away! I really don't like the smell. That smell really makes me nauseous!" bima said, making Ayunda again cringe his forehead.

"Later, accompany me to buy perfume like yours, yes," continued Bima again.

tbc