WHY LOVE

I'm All right

For a long time, the two secretaries sat together in the company cafeteria, enjoying lunch. Both of their bosses went to the factory, monitoring export preparations that were hampered by the warehouse yesterday.

"Over time you don't see me, you're getting pretty." Salma gave sincere praise to the woman before him, obstructed by the table. He saw the Holy face getting clingy and clear.

"Hem can do it. Honey, I don't have a change." Sacred raised both of his eyebrows, chuckling with his own words.

"Sheets are okay too."

Both of them chuckled with the guyonan created. Amidst the crowd of the canteen atmosphere, the two graceful women looked familiar.

"Holy, I want to be honest with you about one thing." Salma cupped her fork spoon, on her empty plate. He looked at the Saint with a serious face.

"What's the matter?" The saint propped his chin up on the table with one hand. His gaze was focused on looking at the beautiful face of the owner of beautiful black hair, which was as long as his back.

"I-I love Mr. Candra." Steadily, Salma poured out the feelings that she herself craved. Somehow he had the courage to say it to Suci, who was not a bene sister of the man he was appraising.

"When, Salma?" There was no surprise on Holy's face. He was calm when he heard his coworker begin to vent.

Salma sipped the red guava juice, momentarily refreshing her suddenly dry throat. "I've been his secretary for two years. At first, he was amazed by his handsome and kind figure. But his closed attitude, makes me curious to dig into his personal life whether he has a girlfriend or not. But I can't dive into it, which is even my heart adrift . His face is always in memory. If it's close, my heart beats. And it was felt 1.5 years ago."

"That long you kept it. Why not tell the guy?" Suci was amazed by Salma's ability to harbor feelings.

"Looking at your brother's usual attitude, made me feel like he only considered me as his secretary, nothing more. So, rather than end up being awkward, mending loves inwardly." Salma laughed. He seemed relaxed without burden to tell it.

Sacred silent. Confused, what to do. But he remembered, the brother would think of finding a companion after he got married.

Now, it seems like it's time for you to take off the jomlo.

Sacred Daydream was cut off because Salma poked her arm.

"Hey, don't think of a way to help me. Heart problems cannot be forced. I'm doing fine. Let it be, if the soul mate isn't going where is it?!"

A Salma is so relaxed about dealing with the thorny problems of his life regarding romance. Every day interact with her beloved man in the office, make her feelings always warm, enjoy her own love, love in the heart. I don't know until when.

The chatter of the two stopped because the break hours would run out. They walked out of the canteen to the elevator.

"I'll be happy if you become my sister-in-law." Sacred patted Salma on the shoulder before they parted in the elevator. Raising hands with clenched fingers, giving support to Salma.

Salma smiled in thanks. He waved as the elevator door opened on the 3rd floor, exiting first.

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Home with the husband, back to the big house decorated with manicured beautiful gardens with palm trees lined, high towering along the sturdy pillar of the fort.

A bright happy smile from the face of Mother Devi welcomed the arrival of her son and daughter-in-law who had just arrived after the magrib.

"You take a shower first. Mother wait at the dinner table."

Both agree. They climbed the stairs holding hands. The interaction did not escape the sight of Mother who reviewed a wide smile watching the intimacy of a pair of newlyweds.

"No-no. Long bath. I'm hungry." Saints hurriedly entered the bathroom without waiting for her husband's reply. Lock it from the inside.

Nico chuckled with a Biritual Sacred reaction leaving him. He chose to lay down on the sofa while waiting for the wife to finish bathing. One message came to his phone, from Malik. Tonight they will meet, carry out the execution.

The smell of soap tickles the nose, making Nico stop from playing his cell phone. The saint had finished bathing quickly. Wrapped in a pajama towel with a length above the knee, her hair was rolled up high revealing a white neckline with a kissmark decoration that had faded. Making Nico swallow his saliva, staring at the wife's dandy.

"Brain condition. Let's shower!" Holy Know-knows are already in front of him by sticking a towel that is still folded. True to Holy's guess, while Nico's brain was traveling, imagining touching his wife's beautiful body behind those sexy pajamas.

"You know all-" Nico pulled the knot of rope that tied around the slender waist of the Sacred. So that detached and opened the pajamas marun color towel worn by Suci.

"Don't fuck around, Mom. Mother is waiting for us." The saint, who was pulled up in her husband's lap, jiggled as Nico's lips wandered behind the pajamas that had opened.

"Stop!" Suci restrained Nico's face from continuing his activities, which had managed to once make a mark of possession in the chest area.

The saint immediately stood up, fixing his messy pyjamas. "Hurry to shower, Mas. Mother is waiting for us." A flash of lightning landed on Nico's lips, before Saints sauntered into the walk in closet.

Nico leaned his back for a moment with a smile. His maleness desire rose to the crown. If Saints don't prevent it, it could be that his wife will repeat the bath.

After dinner with Dad and Mommy, continued to talk casually in the family room while watching tv shows, now the two return to the room. Not to forget Nico locked the door, didn't want anyone to bother him.

"Darling, I wanted to continue that -" Nico opened the instant veil worn by the Saints, displaying black hair tied to a ponytail.

"It's still noon, Mas. We'd better go with Mother downstairs."

Nico did not answer. His burly hand lifted up the wife's body, taking her to the bed. He wanted to continue exploring his wife's beautiful body. Suci can only resign following the wishes of her husband who has desired.

Nico's lips touched Holy's soft lips. Chewing on it affectionately, a small bite made Suci open his mouth. Letting Nico's tongue explore his oral cavity, twisting his tongue.

The plainly stocky body with the chest of the field began to curl up, treating gently the wife below, who was already sighing and moaning because of the sensation she made. Nico stared at the glare of Sacred's dear eyes with both hands moving roughly clutching the sheets. Nico understood, he accelerated his rhythm in order to achieve the enjoyment of the world's heaven together.

His body is still resting on the innocent body of the wife. Buried his face in the neck. Both regulate the breath that is still racing irregularly fast, along with mutual channeling of taste.

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Nico came out of the bathroom with half wet hair. T shirts and blue jeans that have been prepared Suci wear quickly. Malik had already come to pick her up, waiting for her outside the gate.

"Beautiful, I'll be home late. You just sleep, don't wait for me. You must be tired, right?!" A teasing grin appeared on Nico's face after he kissed the ranum lips that stood sticking out the leather jacket he was about to wear.

The Holy Face was embarrassed by her husband's temptation. "My husband must come home safe." Saints help Nico put on a jacket to his athletic body.

"certainly beautiful. Tonight, God willing, everything will be done. I've been working with the police on the arrest of Pras' assistant. Don't worry about me. Sleep well, I've given you sleeping pills."

One pinch landed on the arm. Makes Nico laugh freely, happy if it succeeds in tempting Suci.

A warm hug is done by Nico before opening the door. Giving an old kiss on the forehead, channeling calm for the wife who looks heavy take it off. Convince her that she will be fine. Go home safely.