Merried With Mr. Millionaires
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Averyl's bottom was sore, this was the first time he had sex with a man.

With great difficulty he got out of bed, then walked towards the bathroom with slow steps.

After the shower,

Averyl came out in his bathrobe. He picked up his torn work shirt.

“Why men always lust on women,” grumbled Averyl.

He looked for his sling bag, but the sound of the bell at the door stopped his activity.

Averyl swore in his heart, every part of his lower part throbbing pain.

“Good morning Miss,” said the waiter when the door opened.

“What's up?” ketus Averyl's. This time he didn't want to talk to anyone.

“I want to deliver clothes for Miss.” The hotel maid gave Averyl a paper bag.

“Thank you.”

Averyl closed the door after the hotel maid left. It turns out that in the paper bag is complete, there are shirts, skirts and underwear.

The phone rang distracted Averyl. He walked to the bag not far from the bed.

Averyl sighed before receiving a call from the CEO where he worked.

[Where are you?]

“I'm again on the way Mr, 30 minutes more until,” said Averyl lied. He doesn't know where he is now.

[You didn't forget there was a meeting today?]

“I did not forget Mr.”

[It's not too late!]

“Good Mr.”

After the call was interrupted, Averyl put on a shirt quickly. His manic stared at the business card that was on the small table beside him.

His hand grabbed the name card. “Eduard Havelaar, CEO of Haveelar Group,” muttered Averyl.

Averyl discards the business card and walks out. He should be at the office soon.

By using an online motorcycle taxi, he can get to the MA Group where he works faster.

Once in the office he prepared the meeting file and walked into the CEO's room.

After getting permission to enter, he opened the door and walked in.

“Mari Tuan, the meeting in ten minutes will start.”

Averyl saw Arsya watching him. Is there something wrong with me?

Averyl felt his appearance was fine, the clothes he wore were polite as usual.

“Come quickly!” Arsya's orders. He is the CEO of MA Group, a company owned by his parents that he now holds.

They walked to the meeting room. There were already a few staff members sitting in his place.

***

The afternoon meeting went slower, Averyl's stomach felt wrapped around because he had not had time to eat breakfast.

He returned to his room after the meeting was over. Just now he was sitting the sound of his room door being knocked. “Log in!”

It was Syila who entered his room, with the file in his right hand.

Averyl saw the surprised look Syila showed. “What's the matter?”

“Waaa finally, my best friend unseal as well.”

Averyl saw a twinkle of happiness on Syila's face. He still did not realize Shila's speech just now.

“What seal?”

Syila sat in the chair opposite Averyl. His hand pointed at Averyl's neck.

“That's a lot of red marks, really wild ya guys?”

Averyl picked up the phone and looked at his neck from the reflection of his phone screen.

Hearing Syila's laughter, Averyl hits Stable with a beam on his desk.

“Keep laughing until satisfied.” Ketus Averyl's.

After a satisfied laugh Syila pulled out the ointment from inside her shirt pocket. “Nih pake, not funny if you are the center of attention.”

Averyl accepted it, then started rubbing it on the red-red part of his neck.

“Enak not Veryl?”

Averyl did not want to answer Syila's question, he chose to focus on applying ointment.

“It looks like if it gets that much, really savage your guy,” said Syila teased Averyl. They get to know each other from High School, so Syila knows very well that Averyl has never dated or been close to men.

“Bersik! I'm there if nothing matters.” Averyl was lazy to hear the statement made by Syila.

“Great ngusir-ngusir all. Titip yes to Mr. Arsya.”

“Hmmm.”

“Secondly send greetings from me.”

Seeing his friend who was smiling indistinctly, it felt like Averyl was lazy to be close to Syila.

“Do not snitch greetings, at breakin Ardi nangis.” Averyl does not like if his best friend is fond of other men, while his status is engaged.

Syila pursed her lips, “Good as her own friend ngedoain broke up again. Don't dong break up really how?”

“Everything don't like cheating!”

“I'm not cheating,” Syila defended herself.

“Udah there out I do a lot of work.” After Syila got out he remembered his car was still at the club, after work he had to go there to pick up the car.

***

A month passed by so quickly, Averyl was busy with his work. He no longer thought of the bad luck of having lost his crown.

Work hours were over two hours ago, Averyl was still busy with his work. Until the door opened he distracted her. It turns out Syila who came to his room, no wonder his best friend was never knocked on the door if the working hours were finished.

“Make anterin me?”

Averyl postponed his job, because he had an appointment with Syila to take his best friend to the obstetrician to check the contraceptive device used by Syila.

“This is already ko.”

Syila noticed Everly's pale-looking face, “You're sick Veryl?”

Averyl shook his head, he felt fine. It's just that his body gets tired easily.

“Yaudah yuk,” invite Averyl after cleaning his job.

They headed to the clinic not far from the office, using Averyl's car.

“Veryl you don't want to install too? Danger if you get pregnant out of wedlock.”

Coincidentally at the intersection of the street lights turned red, Averyl looked towards Syila.

“What to do, I don't have a girlfriend.”

“Keep that time?” ask Syila curious.

“I drink!”

Syila was upset. “Moreover the heck they ask?”

When the street lights turn green, Averyl returns to drive his car.

“I again don't want to discuss it.” His family matters were too complicated, and Averyl was never happy to discuss them. Moreover, Syila was the type of person who was bar-bar, she was always angry and sent a message to her half-sister.

“If there is any story yes, do not get drunk again I do not like to see you like it.”

Averyl smiled at Syila's voice that was almost crying, in addition to his best friend's bars it brought the feeling of every problem. The drama queen, so named Averyl for Syila.

“Iya later I will not drink again.” Averyl does not like wine, but if the problem is quite heavy the escape is just a club. It's just that one month ago he was unlucky, having lost his crown by a man he didn't know at all.

Even until now Averyl can not remember clearly what he did that night.

Averyl's car entered the parking area. They both walked into the clinic.

When he smelled the typical hospital smell, Averyl's stomach was a little nauseous.