Two Rings of the CEO

Between Widow and Widow

After a month spent healing and growing her twins at the hospital, Zara was allowed to go home. Love seemed to surround that happy little family. Arka still standing in the doorway.

The man looked at the wife who had changed the clothes of the patient with a green tosca dress that wrapped her body beautifully. Arka also approached, then clutched the body of the wife from behind.

"Darling, I miss you" he whispered right in the wife's ear.

Zara gasped, one second later her cheeks looked red, enduring the embarrassment. The girl was unable to turn her body, because the position of the husband who had been clenched tightly and leaned his head on the niche of his neck.

"Hindu? Don't we meet every day?" Zara deliberately teased, which made Arka just sigh deeply.

The man clucked, then inhaled in the scent of the wife's body that had become opium to him.

"You're so sweet, baby." One kiss landed on Zara's neck. The girl tiptoed slightly, but did not refuse, but rather enjoyed it.

"Aren't we and our two babies allowed to go home today?" Zara deliberately switched the conversation. He knows what the word miss is said by the husband.

Indeed, his condition has recovered after giving birth to both of his children. For one month Zara spent more time drumasakit, Arka always faithfully accompanied. Good for taking care of the wife, or their two babies.

But the couple itself is quite enough to maintain distance, so that unwanted things do not happen. And this time, Zara was able to capture the mist of passion in her husband's blind pair.

"Hem, and I have prepared all for your return and also the cymbals."

The door of the room opens. Zara and Arka immediately took off the crib and stared at the door.

"Oops. Maybe I'm bothering you guys." Doctor Bram who had entered the room was made wrong. He also scratched his scalp that did not itch and intended to get out of the treatment room.

"Yes!" call Arka. "You're here to say something important, aren't you?" Arka smiled faintly, looking at Bram who was smiling wryly and coming back to her.

"Not really. I just want to take them to both of her parents." From the direction of the door, two nurses appeared by pushing two baby boxes.

Arka and Zara spontaneously smiled widely, and warmly welcomed their twin babies.

Zara looked at her babies. Where Erich is seen opening his eyes, and the youngest Ernest who slept so comfortably in his baby box.

The little girl's hand moved, grabbed and carried the awake firstborn in her cradle. While Arka, seen rubbing the youngest cheek that began to contain.

The growth of the two handsome babies is quite rapid, accompanied by weight that continues to increase during this one month. Their tiny bodies at the time they were first born, now seem to disappear. Become more full and plump everywhere.

Feeling unable to stand it, Arka held Ernest's baby and gave him a kiss on the cheek, which made the baby piqued and woke up from his deep sleep.

"Dear, look. He woke up happy to be carried by his father." The man didn't even care when Ernest's baby wriggled uncomfortably as a result of his actions. His white face was even red about to cry.

Zara only smiled faintly, holding Erich's baby in her cradle.

"He woke up because you were the one who woke him up, baby." explained Zara, who was not long after the baby began to cry loudly.

Zara quickly exchanged positions. Let Erich be with his father, while Ernest is with him. The girl quickly sat on the edge of the bed, then breastfed her baby to stop crying.

Sure enough, the handsome baby was spontaneously speechless when he began to gulp the source of life from the top of his mother's breast. A pair of bright neutrals seemed to sparkle staring at the woman who had given birth to him.

Which mother's heart is untouched. Zara gripped the tiny fingers and kissed them. I felt something warm there.

Arka approached to sit next to his wife. Now the warm feeling was infected with the handsome man. He stared at Eric in his lap and Ernest in his wife's lap alternately. Her sex lips are also wide.

"Darling, I really feel immeasurable happiness. With you, and our two babies," said Arka by looking at the face of the wife attached.

Zara smiled softly, to return the husband's gaze.

"I feel the same way, baby. With you and our children, I feel so happy."

I'm happy, now you look very part of your little family. Doctor Bram.

****

Still glued and silent, Anastasya stared fixedly at the handsome man before. His blood rippled instantaneously, even with his rapidly racing heartbeat. While his heart, still did not believe the spontaneous speech that was thrown from Kenan's lips.

"Anastasya, why remain silent." The man's burly hand was now stretched out and began to touch Anastasya's slender hand. Linking and gently gripping him.

"Do you still doubt the seriousness of my words?"

Anastasya is still tight-lipped.

"Know, Anastasya. I never mess with every word that comes out of my mouth." There was a trace of hope from every word Kenan spoke.

Anastasya. I don't know why he couldn't look at the man in front of him.

"Maybe I still need some time sir," the girl replied softly.

"Until when?"

"Of course." Even Anastasya himself was unable to answer it.

Ken chuckled with irony.

"Are you just going to give up on fate? Worsened in helplessness, and weeping over the failure of your love, all your life?"

Anastasya squinting netra. I don't seem to like what the man said.

"What do you mean, sir?"

"Anastasya, don't you see. You're young, your future is long. But look at yourself now, instead of reaching for what you should be able to get, but instead holding on to the muddy pit and moving on from there."

"Sir."

"You should be able to ask your own little heart. You try to escape the past. But you know, the mass still remains impregnated at any time, as long as we ourselves never intend to replace it with a more beautiful future. And that wonderful future of course you can achieve with someone who can love you wholeheartedly, and accept you for who you are."

There was a pair of neutrals that started to glaze over. Almost spilled heavily if unable to hold it.

"I really want you, Anastasya. We've felt the pain of life and everything tried. And now would you accept this widower, to express his love for you and want you to be the only queen in his court?"

Anastasya was stunned, the clear circle was now completely flowing from the corner of his net. It may be heavy, even very heavy. Masalalu and masadepan. The word is almost similar, but sometimes has a much different meaning. Is he capable, can he? I don't know.

Interjected by sobs, Anastasya sighed deeply then nodded slowly.

"Yes, I'm willing, sir." Shaking the girl answered him.

Ken who heard the answer immediately wiped Anastasya's tears with his fingers, then took the girl in a crib.

"Sorry, maybe I'm impressed. But I also really hope and don't want you to reject me."

Anastasya nodded Samar. He did not refuse that hug. By leaning his head against Ken's chest, Anastasya was able to feel the man's heartbeat, which was also racing fast, just as he felt now.

Is that a love affair?

Anastasya smiled faintly. That's right Ken said. Why do we linger in the wounds of the past, but are reluctant to knit for the future, which may be beautiful. Wouldn't it hurt to try and live. Mutual grunts, walking hand in hand with loved ones. That might be better.

Seriate...