Two Rings of the CEO

That's as bad as me

I thought it would be like this.

Zara muttered as she stepped into the room after filling her stomach and conversed for quite a while with Surti. The sun has not yet risen and the sky is still dark. The girl had just left the room without asking permission from the husband.

I even slipped out of my room because I didn't want my husband to know that my stomach was hungry.

He also pushed the ivory-white painted door very carefully so as not to cause sound.

Safe.

Zara rubbed her chest slowly when she found the husband who was still lying on the bed with the net closed. The girl approached and landed her body on the edge of the bed, while her gaze was fixed on the handsome man who was sleeping in peace.

His face is really handsome.

The thin pink arch reflected a thin smile. So seen admiring the creation of the almighty is almost perfect. Facial lines, macung nose, thick eyebrows and sexy lips are a combination of fits that increasingly add to the aura of good looks of the mature man.

His tiny hands were already raised, and wanted to touch the jaw with a thin sideburn that often created a tingly feeling when touching his cheeks. Although slightly trembling, but still he did remember the sense of his greater desire.

The tip of his fingers began to touch the thin fur that felt piercing. One finger, two fingers to five fingers landed on the jaw of the man who was still asleep, but suddenly there was turmoil in his stomach that could not be held.

"Huumpp." Zara smothered her mouth with one hand, while the other hand that was cool to feel the sideburns actually gripped the jaw, while holding back her nausea.

"Huumpp."

His mouth was getting stronger and so was the grip on Arka's face that the man was surprised and woke up from his sleep.

Feeling unable to stand it, Zara moved to the bathroom leaving her husband half-conscious and confused.

"Dear, why? What's going on?" Arka woke up half her body and leaned on the head of the bed.

Zara did not answer. But the splashing of water from the sink made Arka rush to follow him. His half-sleepy net was perfectly rounded to find his wife was bowed lethargic facing the sink while spewing out her entrails.

"Dear, why? Is it still not feeling well?" Arka gently massaged the nape of the little girl who was half limp. "I told you you were sick and needed a doctor, but you said you were okay." Arka chattered incessantly while her hands massaged and rubbed Zara's gently shaken back.

Zara sat her body on the toilet after making sure the food in her stomach was drained. It can only close the net and regulate the breath. Arka who could not bear was busy wiping the sweat that dripped on the pale face of the wife. Without babibu, the man immediately grabbed the tiny body of the wife and lay it on the bed.

"Wait a minute, I'd like to call Doctor Bram" said Arka to pull the nightstand drawer where her phone was stored.

"Darling, I'm fine. It's just, I ate too much. Maybe that's why" Zara said and tried hard to say she was okay.

The arka that had been patient enough was starting to grow a little furious. He himself could not bear to see his wife in this condition. But the girl was still determined not to be treated.

"Zara, don't try to upset me. Your body condition is even like this and you can still say fine!" exclaim Arka by raising her tone a little.

"You said you ate a lot? What did you eat this early, baby?" telisik Arka by squinting her net.

Zara bowed in fear and gulped her saliva roughly.

I should've let my hunger go until breakfast came if it ended like this.

"Four loaves of chopped bread and cheese as well as a glass of warm milk" replied Zara Lirih unable to look at the husband's face.

Arka who was clearly able to listen to the answer of the wife was wide-eyed in disbelief.

"What! You've eaten that much and," Arka murmured and then stared at the clock on the wall. "At this early time?" Arka sighed deeply, she remembered that her little wife did not even have time to eat dinner and actually fell asleep in her lap.

"You cook it yourself? Why don't you wake your husband up if you're hungry, baby." Arka's words immediately softened to find the face of his wife who looked frightened after she threw a sentence with a high enough voice.

"I'm doing want to interrupt your break, baby."

Arka clucking. "You're not someone else, baby. You're my wife. I've never felt you bothering me and even vice versa, I'm so happy to have the initiative to wake me up." Tucked a smile on the man's lips that I don't know what it means.

The girl did not refuse and nodded.

"Now rest and don't get out of the room. If there's anything you need, just press this." Arka gives Zara a remote-shaped object and shows her how it works and who it connects to.

"But, what about the florist?"

"Don't think about it, I'll ask Anastasya to come home soon," replied Arka confidently.

"All right." Zara can only resign and follow the will of her husband.

*******

Anastasya returned to Arka's magnificent residence after the holidays, of course at the request of her husband.

Zara's sick? What pain he is, or maybe...

Anastasya could only guess Zara's pain in his mind.

"Maybe it's the right time for me to say it." Anaatasya argued with his own mind. Seemed to walk down and down in the room with the door that he deliberately closed tightly.

Arka is also in her study. It's a big chance. In that place I could say all my wishes without anyone else hearing them.

After thinking for a long time, Anastasya steadily stepped foot into the workspace of the husband, then knocked him.

"Come in" Sounds from within.

Anastasya emerged from the open door.

"What's wrong?" Arka turned her gaze towards the first palace until the two sat in a row.

"Sorry interfering. There's something I want to tell you."

"Sit down, and say." Arka pointed to a chair in front of her for Anastasya to sit on.

Anastasya who already has the determination to land the body and began to organize the sentence that he had recorded in his mind.

"Anastasya, say. Is there something you want?" Arka softly. The handsome man never distinguished his two wives in anything but a bed. To him, both are equally valuable.

Anastasya set his breath and courage.

"I want us to get divorced" Anastasya said loudly by looking at Arka's face fixed.

"What!" arka replied in disbelief.

Meanwhile, from the door.

Pranks....

A girl dropped a glass filled with fresh cucumber from her stairs.

Apparently, not only did Arka listen to Anastastaya's divorce request, but there were others who accidentally heard it.

The two people who were sitting opposite each other were no less surprised than the girl standing in the doorway with a face of shock. Anastasya even condemned his stupidity which did not first ascertain the situation.

Whahuh? A divorce? Miss Anastasya wants a divorce. That's as bad as I am.

Zara's body squeezed and rested on the floor filled with broken glass. His heart was slashed with pain, even the fragments that stuck in the palm of the hand to let out a deep red liquid that he no longer felt. The sound of screaming also calls like a pseudo shadow fluttering, before finally the tiny body fell and the two neutrals were tightly clenched, unconscious.