It's Not My fault, Sir!
Chapters 14. Asking Yourself
Juan Mahardika walks into the toilet. Lock the door from the inside after entering the bathroom. Opening his pants and looking at the heirloom that is still a herd and does not change shape.
Close your eyes and pay attention to the beautiful things that are always done when with women in bed. Usually just by imagining the heirloom changed quickly without being in command. But now it is trying its hardest to get up, but the heirloom is still calm without changing.
"What's wrong with me, what's really going on?" monologue Juan Mahardika with a soft voice.
Raise the pants slowly with an erratic feeling. Lean against the wall and close your eyes again. Trying to concentrate on repeating the same thing is to imagine the action that has been done.
Only unfortunately Juan Mahardika's efforts failed and failed again. Can only shuffle and scratch her hair that does not itch. Confused, astonished and kept asking inwardly because only this time happened.
"Is it possible because Marlena already has a husband?" juan Mahardika asked himself.
Juan Mahardika decided to get out of the bathroom after half an hour had passed. While looking for an excuse to be able to avoid Madame Marlina Dimyati. Reason that makes sense and can be accepted with women who have actually fallen into a trap.
"Ok I already had the idea of not having to take the woman to bed," monologue Juan Mahardika as she walked with long steps toward the table of Madame Marlina Dimyati.
By holding the phone and eyes continue to see the mobile phone is still active Juan Mahardika rubbed the shoulders of Mrs Marlina Dimyati, "Honey .. sorry yes, this Assistant Dwi Saputra contact, I have to go to the office now."
"But ...?" Mrs Marlina Dimyati was stunned and confused.
Madam Marlina's face looked confused. Together with Juan Mahardika for two hours more, he always just kept on seducing and making it float. Once his Heart was adrift it now canceled just like that.
Juan Mahardika could read what was on the woman's mind that had just been seduced, "After the meeting is over, I will contact you as soon as possible."
Juan Mahardiks immediately kissed the lips of Madame Merlinda Dimyanti without shame. Now it is in a public place. There are many visitors who see the action with an undefined eye.
Madame Merlina Dimyati is convinced after getting an unexpected kiss. Thinking will only delay to be able to enjoy the beauty of both. It's just a job that can't be left behind, "Alright .. I wait."
"Let me take you to the boutique that was waiting for you?"
"Hhm ...."
Juan Mahardika kept asking in his heart during the trip to take Mrs Marlina Dimyati. There are two purposes when kissing the lips of the woman. Convince Mrs Marlina Dimyati to believe and to try to wake her heirloom.
Too bad the heirloom still did not react to anything. Only the mind wants to take action. But the heirloom cannot be compromised.
Arriving at Juan Mahardika's office directly entered the private room behind the closet. Back to carefully inspect his inheritance. Starting from the shape, color and taste when touched.
Juan took a deep breath while returning the position of his pants. Exhaling violently while shaking his head. Directly slamming his own body onto the bed while stretching out his hands.
Eyes stared at the ceiling of the room while recalling the events of two weeks ago. Last in action at the villa with the girl who once thwarted his efforts three times. Can seize the sanctity of the girl even by adding medicine.
After the girl sobbed and sat on the floor. Nothing happens except sleeping with a plain body without a thread. Waking up, I could not find the girl anymore.
From that incident almost two weeks never touch and look for a date. Grieving and mourning for the death of my beloved grandfather. Desire to act distracted because it respects the departure of loved ones.
"What exactly happened?" juan asked himself as he fumbled his remains.
Today until the afternoon came, Juan Mahardika did not leave the room. Cancel all appointments due to illness. Do not want what happens to be known by anyone, including Assistant Dwi Saputra.
Juan Mahardika sat down when he remembered five years ago. At the age of twenty-five, he decided to have a vasectomy. So that every action does not leave a seed trail on every woman who is dated.
"Is it because of too long a vasectomy?" Juan Mahardika asked herself again.
Used to have a vasectomy secretly without the knowledge of parents or family. Until now no one knew about the secrets of vasectomy. Perform in an existing hospital in Australia with a doctor who is expert in his field.
Juan Mahardika picked up the phone that was in the pocket. Seek information about vasectomy and long-term risks. I want to make sure what is done is safe.
Doctors used to say at any time it would be able to reopen bonds that inhibit the production of heirloom fluids. It will immediately return to normal if you want to have offspring as usual. Provided that the fluid results from the heirloom are still normal and there are no abnormalities.
"There is no risk whatsoever according to the information here, so what causes this heirloom does not want to wake up?" Juan Mahardika asked himself.
Juan Mahardika closed her eyes remembering the events of the past two weeks. There was a vague voice about a strange thing. Some ordered the heirloom to sleep and banned from action.
Remember and keep in mind orders about prohibition of action. But it did not get a definitive answer as to who and where the order came from. Not remembering at all events as if a supernatural order from the subconscious.
Too tired to think and keep thinking. Juan Mahardika fell asleep until almost dusk. Still in the same position on the bed when opening the eyes of the room in the dark.
"What time is it now, I'm sleeping?" juan Mahardika asked himself while looking at the clock on the right arm.
Juan Mahardika rushed outside the office. No one else exists but security. Directly forward his car to the villa with an uncertain feeling.
"I'd better try one more time in Jonny's cafe," monologue Juan Mahardika as he turned the wheel of the car towards the villa.