Two Rings of the CEO

Vacation Part-2

The little girl was stunned. The gaze was fixed on the figure of the man who was holding him tightly, but not on his mind. Drifting far away somewhere.

"Yes, he is my son, but not my flesh and blood." Arka stared at the sad look of his wife in front of him, for some reason immediately made him immediately straighten out his words.

Zara blurted the net a few times, the girl seemed to disobey you.

"I mean Sir?"

The young man sighed deeply and said, "I loved Abigail when the baby was still in her mother's womb. I consider him my own son, though not my flesh and blood." Arka looked away at the open ocean. "But know, Zara. Although Anastasya first entered my life, you are still the first in my heart." Arka looked at the girl fixed until the eyes of the two clinging to each other. "Did you hear it?" continued again.

Zara nodded faintly.

"I've never messed with my words, and I hope you won't doubt them."

Zara did not intend to answer, was busy fighting with her own mind.

"Zara, our marriage is not as good as a couple in general. Too complicated, like a thread that's hard to unravel." The man breathed deeply. "But I can't tell you everything right now, let us both open it at the right time."

Arka rose from her chair and rested before her little wife. Grabbing, steaming until landing a brief kiss on the back of his wife's hand.

"Zara, no matter how severe the trials that will hit even try to erode our marriage later, I beg you, stay there and clench my hands tightly to be able to fight it." Arka said half begging. The cold and stiff-looking man, now cribbed to a plain girl who had the status of his wife.

Zara sighed and stared at her husband's sad face. Although he was made to not believe in what had been done to the man who rested in front of him but he felt happy and did not reject.

"I promise, Sir. Although how heavy the journey will be, we will pass it together by holding each other."

The two make each other promises, along and in line. Until Arka clutched the waist of the wife and lay his head on his lap.

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The bright sunlight does not prevent a pair of newlyweds who are enjoying this holiday period to have fun. Both of them seemed fun playing sand castle and chasing down the beach.

Some beautiful moments both Arka did not let it pass. Through his personal cell phone camera, the sturdy man captured every event that felt impressive to him. In fact, not infrequently he stole some pictures of the wife, tampa to the knowledge of the girl herself.

"Zara, aren't you bored just spending time with this." Arka's face turned moody. To be honest, he was bored if he only played sand like a boy for a few hours.

"No," said the girl in a white dress and the matching beach hat quickly. Looking up for a moment to look at the husband and continue his activities playing sand.

"Gosh, you are still a child" Arka murmured with a faint smile on her lips.

But strangely, the man actually enjoyed all the behavior of the wife who was sometimes childish. The age of those who were adrift was very far away, so understood by Arka. But behind the nature of childishness that appears natural to the wife, not infrequently maturity in the girl was able to exceed herself.

Zara is better able to think carefully and assess the causes and effects that arise in determining every decision that he will take. Unlike him who often uses emotions and debate when determining decisions that feel right.

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"If all day I've been following all your wishes, then let me decide tonight what we'll spend our time on." Arka was thin, staring at the trembling body of his wife who now looks beautiful wrapped in a light blue dress with mutih lace on the collar and both arms.

Mr. Arka couldn't have done anything strange. Suppose I take a swim in the sea at night like this or ...

"What if you close your eyes with this" said Arka, holding out a long pink cloth.

Zara swallowed her saliva heavily, her face increasingly pias. "What are we going to do, sir, then why use the cloth as a cover? I must have trouble walking sir." Zara was unable to cover up the big question marks in the mind mixed with anxiety.

"You just calm down. This won't hurt anyway." Arka began to pair the cloth to cover both of his wife's neutrals. He had held back the loop of finding the wife who seemed to do the husband's request but did not dare to refuse.

After the cover is perfectly bound, Arka then grabbed the wife's hand and followed her steps. As the night breeze seemed to caress the thin skin of Zara who redeemed her dress. The waves were able to hear the girl clearly.

"Sir, we're not going to swim at night like this? Or will you take me to fish?"

Arka as strong as possible menaha gelak, but still guide the step of the wife in the place she has prepared.

His second move came to a halt as Arka began to signal.

"Sit down" said Arka, gently pressing the wife's body and landing her on a chair.

"Sir, where are we?"

"In the meantime, I'll open the cover that blocks your vision and you can see everything by your side, including me," goda Arka who is still standing behind the body of the wife and is opening the pink cloth.

The shackling cloth began to open, Zara blinked adjusting the incoming light on the two neutrals, then circulated the surrounding view. The girl was stunned and silent for a moment. A dining table on the beach with a small candle as lighting, accompanied by soft music increasingly adds to the atmosphere of the night impressed romantic.

Some luxury dishes and fresh fruit were arranged nicely on the table with a cloth patterned rose.

The girl looked up, trying to find answers from the husband who remained standing behind his chair.

"Sir."

"Yes, what's my wife? Do you like it?" ask the man in the gray shirt while landing a sweet kiss on the top of his little wife's head.

Zara nodded faintly, "But what is all this for, sir."

The man walked over and pulled out one of the remaining seats, right in front of his wife. "As I've said, tonight let me decide how we're gonna spend the night."

Arka pulls a plate containing premium quality meat steak and sauce that looks appetizing. Grabbing a knife and fork, the handsome man painstakingly began to cut the meat into smaller sizes then handed it to his wife when the whole meat had been cut off completely.

"Eat, you must be hungry." Arka deliberately held out her plate with meat that had been cut perfectly, because she knew very well if the wife was still not good at it. Until he took the initiative before the wife asked for it.

"Terrorized Mr. I should have done all of this" muttered Zara half-heartedly.

"What's wrong. I'm just happy to do all this."

Zara smiled happily. He did not expect to get this kind of treatment from a man who married him a few days ago. Haru and happy blend into one. Happy and sad, coming together. Reluctant to move from the abundant affection of the husband, but the girl was not able to save her fear and sadness if her parents in the village knew the complicated marriage that was being lived by her daughter.

The girl with clear eyes could only swallow the bitterness if she recalled the old man who had raised her with great difficulty. Although whatever he closed his marriage, gradually all must be able to be heard until the ears of both parents.