Two Rings of the CEO

Sickle Egg

The hands are so tight and warm. Zara's back head was attached to the husband's chest, making him unable to move. Arka just flirtatiously whispered right in the ear of the wife.

"I miss you so much, my wife," she whispered, pressing my wife's words.

Zara goosebumps for a moment. The roar of breath swept away his warm sense of hearing. Arka increasingly act, one hand moves to touch and gently lift the chin of the wife to make the beautiful face of the wife, looking up to face her.

Arka was tempted when staring at the lips mungi red ranum teasing Zara who could not wait for the man to taste, ppsasir, with lightning fast Arka increasingly bowed his face closer until the two boneless chewy objects were finally fused.

As soon as Zara's body stiffened, her net perfectly rounded to find the strangeness of the girl's new first taste. His gaze was fixed on the man who was hugging him tightly while fusing his lips with his lips. The man's Netra was perfectly covered, with a calm face as if so enjoying the activity that was now in his path.

Long enough the lips happened. Both Arka and Zara, seem reluctant to end. Up to the pungent aroma coming from the frying pan, disperse the hard-earned romance of the Ark of the chain.

"Go-gosong," Zara screeched with her head, trying to escape her husband's large arms and extinguish the flames of the stove.

"Whoa," asked Arka half surprised that her hand was weakened and detached.

"My cow's eye sank mister" said Zara, who was staring at the nano of a completely black egg in a frying pan.

Arka patted her forehead in disbelief.

Gosh darn. The romance I had so desperately built, ended up in vain just because of an egg.

Arka clucked and was unable to cover up her disappointment.

"Have you not had dinner yet?" Arka looked at the wife's gloomy face with a still-untilted look from the frying pan.

The girl faintly nodded, "Not Master, and that's the last egg left in the refrigerator."

The man's reserves softened instantly. "I'm sorry, I did it by accident. All I do is form my passion for you that I can no longer endure."

Zara was silent, but a few seconds later, the girl approached her husband and clasped the two burly hands with her pair of tiny hands.

"Sorry, Sir. I didn't mean it that way." Unexpectedly, Zara clutched her perfectly tall body and hid her face in the chest of the field belonging to her husband. Resisting the immeasurable shame.

Arka. It's hard to believe, but this is what's happening. Zara, the shy plain girl took the initiative to embrace him without even being asked to cue. The man who was still wearing the full suit was smiling happily. Kiss at the top of the coconut he landed bertubi to countless.

Amidst the continued romance, suddenly a rumbling sound coming from Arka's stomach was clearly heard in both ears. The girl also relaxed her embrace and looked up at the husband's face.

"Master hungry? Did you have dinner yet?"

The man nodded and smiled awkwardly. "Is there anything we can eat?"

Zara thought for a moment, recalling some of the foodstuffs that were still left in the refrigerator.

"There are only instant noodles, bacon, and some kinds of vegetables."

"Mi instant?" asked Arka by linking her eyebrows together.

"Yes," Zara replied still hugging Arka's waist but not too tight.

"That's not healthy." Arka gently rubbed the wife's red cheeks with her hands.

"But only instant noodles are left. I haven't been able to shop for kitchen needs this afternoon." Zara answered honestly, Zara fell asleep until dusk.

"It doesn't matter, let me cook it." Arka takes Zara's tiny hands off her body and starts taking off the suit and tie and leaving behind only her material pants and white shirt. Roll up the sleeves of the shirt to my side and reach for the white apron lying on the back of the dining chair.

"Don't Master! Let me just," prevent Zara when she saw Arka was ready with all the cooking attributes.

"What's wrong. You just prepare the ingredients and I'll cook it" replied Arka without wanting to hear a rejection.

"Remember, don't add instant noodle seasoning if you cook it" Arka warned.

"Why?"

"That's not healthy. You can replace it with another healthier flavoring." Arka added some flavoring spices without MSG into the cuisine as well as some sauces that increasingly look appetizing.

"It's ripe" said Arka while turning off the stove fire.

A bowl of noodles with a mixture of smoked meat and vegetables with bright red sauce served in a large bowl. Not to forget Arka sprinkled slices of chives along with fried onions as a finishing touch.

The smile on Zara's lips seemed to expand. His gaze was fixed on the bowl with a puff of smoke curling beautifully over it.

"Are you going to be full just by looking at him," joked Arka who was observing the sparkling face of the wife who just stared at the bowl of cooking that had just been presented.

Zara. The girl also began to arrange dishes and spoons and teapots filled with cold water on the table.

"Is Mr Sam downstairs?"

Arka. "That's possible. It seems he hasn't had dinner either. Please call him, and have a meal with us."

Zara smiled and nodded before leaving her husband. Towards the ground floor of the store, the tiny gasmdis also met the figure of the man in search of sitting in one of the customer's chairs.

"Mr Sam. Let's have dinner with us. Mr. Arka said, if Mr. Sam hadn't even had time for the night."

Sam got up from his chair and bowed his head to Nonanya. "Sorry Miss, it's not my intention to refuse. It's just that I still feel full. So please Miss and Master enjoy the dinner," subtly declined Sam. To be honest the man also felt his stomach was really hungry, only it would be very disturbing if he came as a person who would ruin the romance of Master and Nonannya.

"Is Mr Sam really not hungry?" ask Zara again.

"No Miss?" reject Sam for the second time.

"Okay, I'm sorry." Zara begins to pass away Sam who has no interest in joining her husband to the dining table where Arka is waiting.

"Where's Sam?"

"Mr Sam refused the invitation to have dinner with us" Zara replied.

Arka smiled in silence. The man knew for sure that Sam could not be willing to accept the wife's invitation to have dinner with them.

"Wait what else, let's eat." Arka gently pulled the wife's body and landed her on the chair closest to her.

Both of them ate in a happy mood. Arka occasionally feeds the wife who is still shy to open her mouth. At the request of her husband Zara fed Arka even though her hands seemed to tremble.

Without taste, a bowl of instant noodles with smoked meat and vegetables toilet and move into the stomach of a newlywed couple. They both laughed in disbelief, but that's what happened.

"May I spend the night here?" ask Arka after the food in her dish.

Zara sepontan shakes her head. "Don't Mister. The guards will definitely suspect."

Arka sighed deeply, then said, "Why? Aren't we a couple?"

Zara sighed softly. "Only a few people know of our marriage, sir," explained the handsome ZPria faintly cuddled and grabbed the suit and tie lying on the chair.

"I'll go home, take care of yourself?" Arka rubbed his wife's cheeks and kissed her forehead.

"Good sir." Zara took off Arka but did not deliver it to the outside door of the flower shop. The guards were still at his place.

This is what makes it a dilemma. Zara stared at the car carrying her husband from a distance. Reluctant to divert until the vehicle was swallowed dark night. There is something that flows from the point of neutrality, why now the longing began to appear if separated from the man who has the status of her husband. Whether he has felt the vibration of love that was once only able to undergo marriage on the basis of compulsion.