
“Aaaaaaaaaaa.” Adiba's screams covered his face, his body stiffened at the place of his heart as if running around inside.
Gibran, who heard Adiba's cry, ran to silence Adiba's mouth with his right hand, gripping Adiba's arm with his left.
“Why are you so stupid huh? What would people be out there if you screamed like this.” Exclaim Gibran
Slowly, Adiba swallowed his saliva when the bodies of the two were very close.
Adiba felt Gibran's breath touch the skin of his face and make his heart beat faster again, immediately Adiba closed his eyes deeply.
Unknowingly Gibran stared fixed Adiba's eyes closed, the left hand that silenced Adiba's mouth rose to touch Adiba's forehead nose and then down to touch Adiba's ranum lips.
Adiba who felt the soft touch of Gibran flinched then he further deepened his silence with a very slow breath his hands clenched on both sides of his shirt.
“Go! You're not my type at all.” Gibran said suddenly removing Adiba's body away from his body.
thank you, God. Inner Adiba
Gibran immediately passed to the dressing room preparing for his departure to the wedding hall that had been prepared.
***
For almost 6 hours Gibran and Adiba stood up to welcome and receive congratulations from the guests of the family business collage Adelard Wijaya and Mr. Harman who were intending to come to the wedding of Adiba and Gibran.
With a very forced Gibran and Adiba put on a happy face as if to get the happiness that has been awaited, so far, occasionally Gibran embraces Adiba's shoulder when the mother takes them and makes many lovers even married couples jealous of Gibran and Adiba who look very harmonious. Many media outlets covered them during the event.
“Step your head!” Gibran held Adiba's shoulder.
Slowly Adiba puffed his face and made it clearly visible to the guests.
Now it was Shella's turn to approach them. Shella hugged Gibran without knowing his shame, then approached Adiba.
“Remember, after three months you will be kicked out of the Adelard Wijaya family.” Shella whispered and then passed leaving Adiba and Gibran, who were pretending to smile in front of the guests.
Mama Alexa who saw him muttered resentfully to Secretary Vino for having dared to invite the selfless woman.
The new party was over when the time showed at 11:45 WIB, already aware of Adiba yawned resisting his sleepiness. Gibran, who realized that, grabbed Adiba's hand and pulled him into the elevator to the room that had been provided by Vino's secretary.
In the elevator, with all her might Adiba restrained her sleepiness and
TUKS!
Adiba's forehead hit the front surface of the elevator, Gibran who was beside him was involuntarily laughing without a sound.
“Sleep there stupid!” Chirps Gibran.
Adiba's half-dead vow this time was really very embarrassed to act stupidly in front of Gibran.
- Stupid, stupid, stupid!!!
Aaaaaaa he must be mocking me right now. Inner Adiba grudges his own folly without daring to glance at Gibran.
Arriving in a very luxurious and spacious VVIP room with black white decoration makes it look very elegant. Gibran immediately passed into the bathroom leaving Adiba who was still staring at the door with half-conscious eyes.
“Stupid girl!!!” Gibran's scream from inside the bathroom removed Adiba's lightning-fast drowsiness.
Adiba immediately ran towards the bathroom door.
“Ya, sir?” Sahut Adiba put his ear to the bathroom door.
“Take my towel!” Decree Gibran.
Immediately Adiba took Gibran's towel in the closet and went back to the door.
“This is the towel sir.” Adiba said back to bring his ears to the bathroom door.
“Stupid! I was taking a shower.
Login!!” Gibran shouted from the bathroom
As soon as his body trembled in fear, how he would enter the bathroom while in it there was someone who was bathing. That he wouldn't be able to do.
“Hey!!! You're deaf huh
Surprised by Gibran's screams, he inevitably had to go into the bathroom. Slowly, Adiba opened the door with his eyes closed.
“This is the master of the towel.” Adiba's right hand thrusting the towel, when already one foot stepped through the door still closing his eyes.
Gibran who saw Adiba close his eyes, appeared a thin grin to justify it.
“I'm not there! Four more steps.” Jahil Gibran in the bath which only requires 3 more steps.
Unsuspecting Adiba stepped forward four steps according to Gibran's orders and deepened the tightness of his eyes so as not to see anything that could stain his holy eye.
Tap, one step slowly
Tap, Two steps, it is considered still far Adiba speed up his steps –Faster is better. Thought so
Three
Four, BRUGH!!!
Adiba's legs collided with the bathup and toppled his body over Gibran's back.
Adiba's reflexes opened his eyes
“Aaaaaaaaaaaa” Shouted Adiba closed his eyes.
“Hei!! Stupid girl!
Don't you have eyes huh?!.” Snap Gibran
“Ma_sorry my master accidentally." Answer Adiba in the same position
“You want to tease me yes.” Gibran said that he brought his face closer to Adia's, which made Adiba's hair stand up.
“Ti_no sir, I didn't mean anything.
Please forgive me.” Clenched both hands on his chest with his eyes still closed.
“Is that how you apologize huh?.” Snap Gibran
Hearing Gibran's thunderous voice made Adiba reflexively open his eyes
“Aaaaaaaaaa”
Adiba shouted and closed his eyes again when he saw the broad shoulders and chest of the sispex that was like a torn bread.
“Pardon me! Heavy punishment is appropriate for you.” Gibran answered, folding his hands on his chest.
“Rub my whole body!” Again found.
Adiba opened his eyes slowly, swallowing his saliva with difficulty. His mind is not quite right about Gibran's body now coupled with being told to rub Gibran's body, it means touching Gibran's body, Gibran said,
“Count three is not implemented, your sentence is tripled.” Gibran said casually staring at the beautiful face of Adiba who was wet from the bath water.
“ONE!” Adiba is still beating.
“TWO!” Adiba glares at Gibran
“TI..”
Adiba immediately stood up and positioned himself behind Gibran's body then began rubbing Gibran's body very slowly and gently.
Gibran smiled triumphantly for having successfully judged this foolish girl. Adiba has finished rubbing the entire body of Gibran's back.
“FRONT!” Lead Gibran unfolded his hand.
Without protest Adiba obeyed all the orders of the man who was now her husband. It was useless to think of him.
Clearly visible to Gibran, Adiba's cheeks flushed red like a boiled crab when Adiba's hands touched his chest and stomach. Adiba looked down as Gibran looked at him. Adiba's hand stopped when it reached the navel.
“Next down!” Told him casually and folded his hands back to his chest.