When Love Teases

83. Tues

Tues

Puput dries hair that is still wet after shampooing at dawn. Last night, the red lingerie came back at Rama's request. Who then asked her to dance in front of the dresser mirror while staring at the reflection.

Not a romantic one gets, but a ludicrous thing that creates laughter. How not, both are amateurs dancing. So that when the scene of Puput twisting the body, even Rama's hand held twisted until complained and stopped the dance. Puput forgot, it turned out to be one of the silat moves to injure the opponent's hand. Make him giggle while massaging the hands of the husband who is pouting.

And the end of it all is to heat the king-size bed to disheveled due to the action of Rama who explores the contents behind the sexy red nightgown.

"Miss...." Rama approached with a tie. He is already neatly wearing an office suit, a long-sleeved shirt in white slimfit, and black trousers wrapped in his proportional body.

Luput shut off hairdryer. Dry hair is allowed to be broken first. Receive a white salur navy color tie. "Teach first, yes! I can't." Grimacing in embarrassment, he said the truth.

With two tutorials from Rama, Puput put it into practice. Her face seriously began to draping the tie to the husband's neck. Set the length and then make a knot. "Hmm, less neat ah. Oh, yeah, I repeat."

The seriousness of Puput did not escape the attention of Rama who held back a smile. Funny to see the expression of the wife who tapped on the forehead, frowned, while giving an assessment. He purposely wrapped his hands around the slender waist, until the bottom of his stomach was tight.

"It has. Neat, right?" Luput smiled after patting slowly under the collar as the end of his touch.

Giving a kiss on both cheeks of the wife becomes Rama's answer. "Yuk, get ready!"

Overnight has been discussed if today will take Puput to the office and return to the hotel to continue quality time for two nights. One small suitcase is ready.

The puput nodded and handed him the suit already prepared on the sofa. Look at Rama who wears it while looking in the mirror. He is also the passport until neat with the end of the fabric formed to cover the chest. His face sparkled with a dikulum smile.

"Why smile? Traveling over last night, huh?" Rama hugs from behind with his chin propped up on the shoulders of the Frogs.

"Your brains must be swept. Scrooge!" The pupil pinched the back of Rama's hand which crept into the chest. He turned around, touched the surface of the suit and said, "I just saw Mr. Boss in a suit. The handsome guy's wearing it." Groaning and curling lips tease, then immediately move away. Because danger lurks.

"Darling, don't go out!" Rama gave an anxious laugh as he could not hold back Puput who was half running towards the door. "Responsible here first. You made my nose fly." He approached but his wife laughed back and waved, coming out the door.

Rama summarizes the shoulder of Puput who brought his briefcase, with one hand carrying a suitcase. Both of them went down the stairs to prepare for breakfast.

"Eat first, just coffee! The stomach must be guarded. Don't save the disease for old age." Puput again reminded after paying attention every morning, Rama prioritizes coffee rather than breakfast.

"Ready, Mrs Rama." Rama kissed the ear-friendly puput that blocked the hijab.

"Haiss. There's a minor." Shouted Cia who was preparing to walk down the stairs. But even served the sanctity of the brother.

Making Rama and Puput together looking back. Rama had a flat face, while Puput blushed in embarrassment.

Meeting Mami and Papi at the dinner table, Puput asked the time of the arrival of his in-laws. After a casual conversation, while having breakfast together, he headed to the kitchen to make coffee. Bi Lilis has told the level of coffee and sugar according to Rama's taste.

Damar who usually comes to pick up Rama, now comes to Cia. Because Rama will bring his own car. Three cars left Mami who released the departure of her husband and children with a crisp face. His heart was calm, his two children got the right partner.

The red sports sedan with the prancing horse logo is second only to the black sedan with the four ring logo of Papi Krisna. Traveling at medium speed out of the elite housing complex, making Rama freely drive while holding the hands of Puput. The time is getting narrower, it feels like it's passing so fast. It is getting harder to go after feeling the delights of the heaven of the world.

"Neng, do you want a car? This one's taking it to Ciamis. Which Pajero keeps here." Rama kissed the hand of Escape when the traffic flow faltered.

"No ah. It's too flashy for a small town like Ciamis. It could be the center of attention. If I want to hang out in the square, there could be a candid paparazzi. Then uploaded on social media with the title "This is the figure of the face behind the red Ferrari car that crosses the square every day Ciamis". Hmm, not really."

Rama laughed loosely hearing the long story of the analysis. "You're other than the others, Neng. Other people, especially girls, even like narcissism, make a sensation, show off branded goods, seneng in viralin, let followers ride. You are the opposite. Why?"

"Hmm, why?" The ears question themselves too. "I want to feel comfortable being myself. Not wanting to suffer by people's lifestyles or judgments. Imagine, many people today, a little upload photos or videos, with the aim of showing off. He will fret maybe stress if the likes and comments are little. Would be happy if like a lot and flood of compliments comments. Dependence like this, long time so mentally ill."

"I respect Aa. A young businessman who is all-rounded but never shows off. In IG, the photo is taken. No pose in front of Ferrari, no Harley, no Ducati."

"The same thing is crazy rich, which is now viral. Showing off luxury and vanity, uh turned out to be a deceptive result."

Rama chuckles. The morning trip to his office is not boring because it is filled with casual chat with the wife who is beautiful and cheerful. The car arrived at the office lobby. There was already an officer standing up to greet him politely. Take over the car that will be taken to the special parking lot of the company's directors.

Puput tried to suppress the tension, walking on the side of Rama who clasped his hands. For the first time to set foot in the Adyatama Group office building. It is also the headquarters of RPA. He commented on the smile during the meeting with employees who bowed to pay respect to the presence of Rama of course.

Entering the empty director's special elevator, Puput who was tarmangu, was shocked by the warm and chewy feeling on his cheeks. Unconscious, if Rama kissed his cheek.

"Why dream, hmm?" His eyebrows shot up staring at the pursed Puput.

Puput grimaces the face. Too embarrassed to be honest how he was very stunned by the luxury of the building and the number of employees with a cool formal style. Unlike the daily life of Ciamis branch RPA employees, who are free to wear formal or semi-formal outfit for office staff. Casual outfit for store employees, as long as it is polite and neat.

Hmm, it is natural that the environment is different. It's headquarters, it's a supermarket of building materials.

"It's dumb again. Here I kiss!"

Puput backs the face while cupping the lips with the hands. "There's cctv. Aa want our privacy scenes to be seen by others." His words with eye motion pointed at the surveillance camera in the upper corner. Making Rama give up just summarizing the shoulder. The elevator doors opened on the 10th floor.

...***...

"Nova, remember my wife's face! I can enter this building even if I am not here. And treat it special!" Said Rama after introducing Puput to his secretary.

"Good, sir." Nova nodded politely and smiled kindly looking at Puput. He left the room after telling the agenda today and handed over the complete travel documents the day after tomorrow to America.

Puput. She could judge if the upbringing of her husband's parents was not pampering the child even though the property was abundant. Instead be remembered, Rama's Elementary School in Ciamis to get a good environment and religious education. Which turned out to be an alma mater with him.

Suddenly the door to Rama's office was opened from the outside. Spontaneous makes Puput surprised because he was in the lap of the husband who scooped his lips.

"Bro, this is---" Damar who entered was suddenly startled and hung a speech. Get out again by closing the door half hard.

"God! My eyes-" Damar shook his head and sighed harshly.

Nova from behind his desk laughed. "Sir Damar, see the hot ones, huh? Play serobot come in. I wanted to stop, to rush Mr. Damar in." He folded his lips trying not to keep laughing at his assistant boss.

"I usually go straight in." Damat walked straight to the chair in front of the secretary's desk. Dropping bo kong hard. The file he was carrying was put on Nova's desk.

"Yes. But this time it has to change. Mr. Rama has a wife. Where is the newlywed. Wherever, whenever, hot hold. So, Mr. Damar already can not maen nyelonong. You have to press it first if you want to come in or ask me first." Nova pointed with a chin on the intercom next to the door. Holding back an amused smile looked at the snoring Damar.

"It's different with experience. You used to do that, huh?" Damar raises eyebrows. Making the secretary who had been married for 2 years was embarrassed.

...***...

The puput frowned, then covered the reddened face. "Aa hell maen nyosor aja. Want to put my face together. Oh, my God, shame...." His complaint.

Rama relaxed on responding to it. Keep holding the Escape that will move. "Just a minute, Neng. We are going halal again. One of those oil lamps that came in."

Puput only shook his head with Rama's reply.

Two hours later, a virtual meeting was held with the ranks of the top RPA Ciamis branch. Puput had coordinated with Mr. Hendra this morning about this impromptu meeting.

It was Rama's idea that officially introduced Puput as the director of operations who would lead a new deflated branch operating 5 years of road. Because of the sudden marriage, planning a meeting directly in Ciamis was not realized.

After the meeting lasted less than an hour, Puput chose to sit on the sofa. Let Rama dissolve with his work. Even though her husband wants to stay away from her.

"Aaa will not focus on working if you like gini" said Puput parse his hand that hugged Rama's shoulder from behind because told her husband. Give a kiss of comfort on the lips marajuk, before moving to the sofa.

While waiting for Rama who began to focus fully staring at the laptop screen, occasionally receiving calls from mobile phones, Puput killed time by sending messages with his best friend, Via. Ask the response of people after the virtual meeting.

"I see happy faces. Except for that one guy, you know who. Aseeem."

Puput read it and replied with an emot of laughter.

"Put, share experience MP dong. I will follow again. For the tutorial, plis 😋"

Puput read again the message from Via. And give a reply, "ASEEEM!"

He keeps a cell phone. Ignoring the sound of notifications that are certainly replies from Via. What he saw on the screen was an emot of laughter and running. Interested to look at the arrival of Nova who entered and kept a paper bag on Rama's table. Then leave again after nodding and smiling towards him.

"Honey, here!"

Puput stepped onto the table of Rama who waved at him.

"It's for later at the hotel."

Puput received a paper bag and looked at the contents. His eyes are perfect. "Any buy some more tofu vacuum filters?"

Puput sighed while opening the box with the brand that was yesterday. This time it contains black and light brown. Swallow saw price. Because now there is a price tag in the box.

Rama laughed and pulled his wife back in his lap. "Can do 2 nights, Neng. Pleasing husband is a reward." Again, the sentence silenced the lips Puput no longer protested.

After the prayer and lunch delivery order, Rama continues a virtual meeting with Jo and Ben from New York. From the sofa, Puput occasionally noticed and listened to serious conversations that sometimes sounded chatter in ingris. Sometimes Rama massages the temple. The forehead shrinks a sign of the complexity of the problem to be solved.

While leaning his head against the soft and comfortable sofa backrest, the hand of Puput floated at his request first to Rama. He was willing to get married quickly, but could not get away from Mom. And Rama agreed with him who would relinquish Jakarta-Ciamis until he was ready to be brought to Jakarta.

But look at the reality today. How busy her husband is, has a great responsibility to the company that is not just one. He can't be selfish. Would rectify. Ready whenever the husband will take her to settle in Jakarta.

Either because of the cold air conditioning. Or because you are still tired and sore from sharing sweat last night. The goals of his consciousness decreased and his eyes closed tightly in a sitting position leaning with his face up towards the ceiling of the room. Feel calm and peaceful. Even dreamed of playing water on the beach with Rama. Pouring water on each other and laughing together. Unconsciously, the smile was on its back in his deep sleep. Then felt his body float in the air as Rama raised his body high. Then it was lowered slowly in a vast expanse of white sand without occupants. Just the two of them.

Between conscious and not. Puput felt the white sand was so soft. His gaze was shaded without the glare of sunlight. The air is cold too. Making his eyes dare to open wide without squinting again. His view struck the figure of the husband who was above him. Trying to open the tie in a hurry and throw it. Then unbutton the shirt.

"Eh, where is this?" he said with a typical hoarse wake up. Puput spread the view. A room with ash wall paint. It was in Rama's office. Just remember if the prayer had been in that room.

"You fell asleep on the couch. Seductive smiles. What dreams, hmm? I'm gonna be hungry." Rama managed to open the white shirt and the inner shirt. Keep it on the edge of the bed.

"Open, baby!"

"Aa, this is in the office. Later....."

"No one will come in. It's locked. Cepetan open, Neng!" With impatience and a heavy voice, Rama helped to smoothen the skirt. While Puput resigned to open the hijab and its top clothes.