Two Rings of the CEO

Comfort

Along the way home Zara was overwhelmed with a sense of gripping. Fear of meeting with the figure of a man who is able to evoke bad memories that he had experienced to make his entire body weaken.

What if Ka Sandy is desperate to find my place. That man would definitely not give up so easily. But why would a girl as good as Kiara love a jerk like Ka Sandy.

Zara is still guessing where the lovers met.

Did they have a relationship even before Ka Sandy took me to the city.

Just a puzzle without an answer that the girl got. He can only hope that in the future Sandy will no longer bother him or interfere in his personal affairs. Occasionally Zara massaged her head that felt dizzy and her stomach that suddenly like stirring.

Why does every memory of Ka Sandy's face make me nauseous like this.

Taxis pull over at the main gate of Arkana residence Surya Atmadja. Some sturdy body guards immediately pulled open the towering high gate when they found the Nonalah who came down the taxi.

"Sorry, Miss. Miss should have called one of us to pick you up" said one of the bodyguards with a frightened face in case her master suddenly appeared and found her coming home on public transport. Surely everything will run, and most likely will impact on their work.

"It's okay, I just want to ride in public transportation," Zara replied with a bland smile considering that she was holding back nausea in her stomach.

"Miss, sit down first. There will be someone who will take you," the bodyguard pulled a chair and invited his wife to sit down. It is located between the gate and the main house quite far away. Passing through the fruit trees and flower gardens are quite extensive. It would be exhausting if it was passed on foot.

"Why are you so overreacting? I just want to walk," rejected Zara who does not want to be served everything in excess.

"No, miss!" said the guard quickly before it was too late. "I beg you, miss. You just sit comfortably while we prepare the vehicle" he continued with a face of compassion.

You will definitely fire me if you see you walking alone.

"All right." Finally, Zara resigned relented and landed her body on a comfortable chair that had been prepared. Not to forget, the bodyguard also served several bottles of cold drinks obtained from the refrigerator guard post.

Before long the black sedan from seemed to be stopped, a few meters away from Zara's sitting position now. A driver got down and opened the passenger door.

"Please, Miss," said the driver.

Zara also nodded. "For the gentlemen, thank you very much for the service and fresh drinks. I really say thank you very much." Zara bowed her head towards the thick-bodied men who were now looking at her in disbelief. Then enter the vehicle that has been prepared to go to the main house.

The guards and security guards were still in place. The expressions they showed were almost the same. Unbelieving what they had witnessed with their eyes and heads.

I really don't see wrong. I used to taste bad Mr. Arka or even a girl who was willing to be his second wife. I thought in his mind was just a treasure. Meanwhile, what I saw was the happiness that emanated from Mr. Arka's face after marrying the little girl. Is the words and manners that make you choose the wedding path like this.

One of the guards who had been serving for quite a long time seemed silent, he thought far away from the events of recent months. This is the second time after the kabul event that he could see the figure of Zara up close. The girl was not much different from the other girls. It's just that, the humble nature and politeness when speaking words, makes her beauty rises many times more than other girls. Making a sincere smile reflected from his wrinkled lips as well as a thread of prayer from within his heart.

Hopefully, any obstacle that will be passed. You will still survive to live with Master.

*****

Zara rushed into her luxurious residence towards the room, but she had met Surti and the middle-aged woman also found her pale face.

"Miss, are you sick?" Surti leaned over, to look at Nonanya more closely.

"No, Bi. I'm just a little dizzy." Unable to withstand the turmoil in her stomach, Zara ignored Surti and ran to her room. Again, he vomited his stomach. But there was nothing else he could get out.

"I had to take a quick shower with cold water to make it fresher" Zara murmured to herself.

In between his activities, Zara heard Surti's voice from the direction of her room. He quickly got up and used a pajama towel to meet Surti.

"Sorry I disturbed Miss. I prepared a warm drink and some of Miss's favorite snacks," pointed out Surti's tray on the glass table.

"Thank you very much, bi." Zara smiled happily, even though the food Surti served did not seem to make her tasteful.

"Is there anything else that the lady needs?"

Zara shakes. Because there was nothing else he wanted other than to sleep on a soft mattress to recover energy that was almost drained out.

Surtipun bowed his head and was about to leave the room. At the same time Arka appears from the doorway to surprise Surti.

"I'm sorry, sir," Surti said at once as his body came close to colliding with the Master.

"It's okay bi." Arka looked at the middle-aged woman, then the wife ended up in a tray filled with food on the table. "What did aunt bring?" tanya Arka so see a lot of snacks that surti serve for the wife.

"Miss may not be feeling well, until her face looks pale. I made you a warm drink and some of your favorite snacks."

Filled with anxiety, as quickly as lightning Arka stepped towards Zara. Surti understood, the woman also bowed her head and grabbed the doorknob and closed it tightly.

"Darling, what happened to you? Are you sick?" Pasting the back of the hand forward and cheek repeatedly.

hot. maybe my wife's deman.

"Sit down" said Arka to push slowly his wife's body to sit on the sofa. "I'll call the doctor. Just a minute." Arka grabbed the phone and was about to press a contact number that was immediately seized by Zara.

"Darling, no need. I'm just a little dizzy. No need to call a doctor," Zara refused softly.

"But your body temperature's a little high, baby. Are you sure you're gonna be okay?" Re-check the forehead and cheeks back in the alternation of a light massage on both shoulders. Until touching the mane Zara is still wet. "Look, you even let your hair stay wet. This will make you catch a cold" Arka choked while wiping the mane of the wife with a dry towel to dry quickly.

"Sorry, I just finished taking a shower when Bi Surti came in and didn't have time to dry it out yet."

Arka doesn't want to listen to Zara's reason. He also close his body to reach the entire mane of the wife. Until he accidentally submits his eyes and meets Zara's body part that he likes to peek a little from his revealing pyjamas towel.

"Gosh, you want to tease me? Why don't you wear clothes?" Arka had not yet taken her eyes off that slightly open part of her body.

Zara looked up, not understanding what the husband said. Until their eyes met and a few seconds later the girl realized where Arka was talking. He also pulls and justifies the towel pajamas until it is closed again.

God, I forgot I didn't have time to wear clothes.

Arka quickly shifted her gaze. Back to the original activity to dry the mane. A gentle swab and light massage on the shoulders and nape made Zara feel comfortable. Arka was able to capture the comfortable sensation that Zara felt from her massage. The man smiled proudly too.

"Is it comfortable?"

"It's very comfortable," replied Zara to occasionally close the net.

Arka grabbed the pillow and put it on her lap. "Sleep here. It'll make you more comfortable." The man positioned his wife's head to sleep on her lap with a pillow. Zara did not refuse. The touch of Arka's hand seemed to sedate her. Dizziness began to subside, and his nausea was slowly disappearing, which he felt was only comfort and allowed the husband to indulge himself in his own way. Without feeling she was asleep. But Arka did not stop her massage. The kiss that he landed did not wake his wife. Make him anxious and immediately move his body basket.

Arka looked at the tiny body lying down while holding her chest. Beautiful face and everything that is in the wife, as soon as she gilai. He himself did not expect that his life would be inseparable to a girl as simple as Zara. But he is sure, if the soul mate God deliberately prepared, must be the best for him.