Two Rings of the CEO

Billing Promises

As bright as the morning sun, the smile on Arka's lips did not fade until she came out of the clothes room. Navy colored suits have wrapped his body. Of course, with the help of his little wife, he can look so neat and as happy as this.

Walking ahead, Arka was heard humming ria down dozens of stairs full of joy. While Zara who walked tailed him, only able to feel the chest, where the direction of the heartbeat pounded fast, increasingly unable to control anymore.

Surti and some of the servants looked sprightly when the two came. While another waiter moved to pull the two chairs that often Master and Nonanya use.

Seemed to have understood the Master's wishes, the servants chose to back in line in the corner of the room and not serve food into the breakfast plate of the Master.

Zara, who was getting used to it, started grabbing plates and picking up butter-flavored omelette pieces that would tempt anyone. Matching eggs by mixing slices of smoked meat, mushrooms, grated cheese along with peppers and other complementary ingredients, feels so delicious to eat.

"Please sir." Zara landed a plate containing pieces of omelette with the addition of sauce right in front of her husband, which was greeted enthusiastically by the handsome man.

"Thank you, my wife" he said without hesitation. "You also have to have breakfast" he continued.

Zara nodded, "Okay sir."

The girl started picking up pieces of omelets for her to eat on her own, but something felt different this morning. At the dining table, there were now only the two of them without Anastasya.

"Bi, where's Anastasya. Why is it still invisible?" ask Arka to Surti while turning the view in all directions, looking for the whereabouts of his first wife.

"Miss Anastasya has asked permission to come out first, sir."

Arka knitted her eyebrows together, half thinking. "This morning, isn't he just going to visit the Shop?" Arka turned her gaze towards Surti as if searching for a truth.

"Miss intends to visit the tomb first Master. Therefore Miss left early, before getting stuck in traffic." Surti explained in detail, because the Master will continue to search it with a series of questions if the answer seems artificial, just to cover up Anastasya's mistakes.

Arka thought for a moment, but a few seconds later he nodded faintly and did not continue the question again.

While Zara who bribed a piece of omelette into her mouth, it felt heavy to chew let alone swallow it.

Miss is trying to avoid. I knew this would happen.

"Sir."

"Yes." Yeah." Arka wiped the corner of her lips with a tissue while her gaze was fixed on the wife beside her.

Zara gathered the courage to renew her wish.

"As I promised, that I would return to the flower shop the other day, I would charge it back. Of course you won't mind, no, especially if you agree to my request."

Glutton..

Arka swallowed his saliva heavily. Honestly, he was very sorry to have agreed to the petite wife's request that felt burdensome for him.

"I promised, so I must keep it." The face as bright as the sun that had been drawn, was now cloudy instantly. "I'll send the architect to make the shop more comfortable for you to live in." I don't know why the young man's tone sounded heavy.

As fast as lightning Zara shook her head strongly. "No need for Master! The flower shop was enough for me." she refused firmly.

Arka did not reply, the young man quickly got up from his chair. Trying to cover up the anger that began to spread throughout his body. Stepping with his wide feet entered the car that had been prepared by sam and left Zara who was still sculpting in place without a word.

*******

"Will the lady not change her mind" Surti told Zara. Both are now in an ornamental fish pond located at the back of the Arka residence.

Zara sowed the details of the water surface clothing until immediately struck by several fish that looked cool fighting each other. The girl breathed deeply.

"That's been my decision, Bi. Maybe this is best for the three of us."

Both are fairly close, making it easier to pour out feelings for each other.

"But you look very angry and don't want that to happen." Surti shifted his gaze to look at Nonanya.

"Auntie must know very well, what's underpinning me to do this kind of thing." Zara stared back at Surti.

The middle-aged woman fell silent, reluctant to open her mouth.

Surti remained silent. But the look on his face did not show pity. The corner of his lips actually smiled faintly, but he deliberately threw a glance in the other direction to not meet with Nonanya.

*****

As usual Arka will return after the work is completely completed and it is late at night. Throughout this day until he returned to his house, his face looks tangled and not excited.

The female waiter greeted him. Surti then grabbed the bag and suit from his master's hand.

"Bi, come to my room and bring me some sandwiches and warm drinks" Arka said, stepping into the study.

"Okay sir" Surti replied with a bow of his head.

Arka rubbed the rough of her soft mane. The mane that his little wife had touched and comb neatly. If you recall the incident, Arka wanted to scream and forbid Zara to leave her residence.

Surti opened the door without a sound, with a tray in his hand. Trying not to break the Lord's daydreams, but the man first realized its existence.

"Please, Sir."

"Thank you so much Bi." Arka then grabbed the porcelain cup alley and sipped a warm drink in it with three sips.

"What my wife's been doing all day."

Mentioning my wife's words, Surti quite understood who the Master meant.

"Not much, Sir. As soon as Master headed to the office, Miss just asked me to accompany her to sit down and relax by the pool. The rest, Miss spent her time in the room to read books that had been taken from the library."

Arka understood. "Did he also have time to express his heart to Auntie?"

Surti nodded, indeed the Master should be able to hear all of this.

"Miss also revealed her reason for not staying at the Master's residence, that was at my request."

"What did my wife say?" insist Arka full of curiosity.

"Inconvenience and guilt are his biggest triggers. Miss Zara said, if Miss Anastasy is more entitled to the Master from all sides. Being in a separate house is considered the best choice for Miss Zara."

Instantly Arka rubbed her face rough. This is what he was honestly afraid of. Zara is just a plain and soft-hearted girl. He must think with careful thought before acting.

The girl did not know that what she saw and imagined. To be honest, not everything is right.

******

Arka seemed hesitant to touch the doorknob of her room. The shadow of his wife's pitiful face again filled his head. Opening the door without a sound, Arka's gaze was immediately fixed on the little girl who was leaning on the head of the bed in a state of slumber while her hands were still tightly grasping the book she had read.

Arka closed the door and walked closer to his wife. A knotty smile stretched across his handsome face.

You fell asleep apparently.

Arka grabbed the book and kept it on the nightstand. Clutching his wife's body to justify his sleeping position to feel more comfortable. Arka persisted in looking at that beautiful face for a long time and rubbed the top of her head gently.

Why do you think so far. You never even asked me directly.

The man left a gentle kiss on his wife's forehead before going to the bathroom.

Out with a fresh body makes him momentarily forget all the problems that had hit. Staring at the golden bed where his wife was sleeping so quietly, made the man want to hug her tiny body tightly.

Without warning, Arka began to land the body and lay down next to his wife. The girl remained calm and showed no movement. Beautiful face and sweet Zara never tired of the man looked at. Even Arka now looks bolder and her body breaks into the same blanket.

The position facing each other makes Arka freely rubbed his wife's gentle mane. The girl began to piqued but her net remained closed and only turned her back to her husband.

Arka smiled widely, finding the wife's behavior so adorable. Almost his hand moved to pinch his wife's two cheeks if he was unable to withstand the turmoil with all his might.

Not losing his mind, the man moved to rub the back wrapped in banana pajamas soft to hold tightly the tiny body that almost drowned in the arms of his body. With a position like this Arka actually feels fun. His wife's fragrant mane freely he ciumi at will. So even his tiny body that feels right in his embrace.