Teasing A Naughty Husband
Looking for entertainment, stress relief

Flowers in his house. Ani watched until she sat in front of him. However, the Flower was too deep in his mind to the point of not realizing Ani's presence.

"Bunga Sack," called Ani as she patted the back of Flower's hand.

"Hm. What's up, An?" The flower asked lazily.

His mind is in chaos. Lazy to work or talk. However, the worried Ani kept asking what was wrong with her.

"I'm doing fine. Go to work there, "push Flowers in a joking tone.

"Silver always covers my problems. Am I so unbelievable?" Ani scowled sadly as she asked.

"It's not so, An. I want to be alone at this time. Later, brother must be the story, if brother is ready," persuaded Flowers gently.

"Yes, already. Ani to the side first. If it's better, just call" said Ani before going to the production house.

Flowers attract a thin smile. He knew Ani cared about him. Suddenly, she felt missed her mother. Once a week, Bunga took the time to call Hartini, his mother.

"I miss mom," he muttered with a heavy sigh.

Flowers see the clock on the mobile screen. It's only nine in the morning. If Bunga goes home to his village, he can come back later tonight.

A six-hour round trip. He could let go of the homesickness for six hours and return before ten in the evening. Flowers say goodbye to Ani and the girl is asked not to tell Artha.

"I'll be back tonight. So, keep this a secret," Flower asked Ani.

"Ready, sister," Ani replied.

***

Artha finished the job early. Recalling his conversation with Elena this morning. The girl cried hysterically and refused to be decided by him. To ease Elena's cries, Artha promised to see her back tomorrow morning.

"Hah ...," Artha sighed as she ruffled her hair.

'I don't want to hurt Bunga, but Elena is also hurt because of my marriage. What should I do to make Elena understand and forget me?'

"You're not coming home, Mr Manager?" Assistant Artha asked after tidying up the workbench.

"Oh. Saya akan pulang nanti. Kau bisa pulang duluan," jawab Artha pada laki-laki bernama Agam.

Agam was Hendry's personal assistant. He has worked in the company for a long time and is very good at doing his job. Hendry sent Agam to teach Artha everything about their company before Hendry lowered ownership of the company to his youngest son.

"Then, excuse me" said Agam.

Artha nodded slowly. He rose from his seat of power. Standing in front of a glass wall that shows the tall buildings around it.

If Artha had received her father's order to work for the company, she might have already taken over the chair of the main director. In the past, he was too lazy to argue with his brother. Alden had always expected Artha to be a useless child.

Alden's hidden envy and jealousy never sniffed his parents. Lately, Artha avoids it, and often argues in front of parents. Khumaira was a little suspicious, but Alden denied it.

"What are flowers now?"

Artha reached into his pocket, took a cell phone to contact his wife. At four in the afternoon, usually Bunga is getting ready to go home. However, his phone is inactive.

"I have to go see him" he muttered, grabbing a suit and car keys on the table.

***

Flowers are on their way home after a conversation with their mother. Even if it is only a short meeting, it is enough to treat longing. His anxiety was slightly eroded after joking with Hartini.

"She must be with her lover" murmured Flowers with her shoulder face.

His lips twitched like he was cursing. He was upset to remember what happened this morning. Artha chose to go with Elena compared to her.

'I thought we could be a real couple. But, it was just my delusion that was too high. From the very beginning, she had indeed had Elena in her heart. What do I expect from this fake relationship?'

Marriage contract secretly behind the parents. Without interest knowing, Artha has changed the contents of the contract letter. The unsigned marriage agreement letter was amended, only given to Flowers to be signed.

The girl did not know, that Artha had changed the time of the agreement to a lifetime. A lifetime marriage contract that Artha cannot notify Flowers of. He wanted to live happily with the girl for the rest of his life.

However, Artha has not been able to clear up her past with Elena. His feelings of love for his lover have faded since kabul was committed. He has promised in front of parents, elders, witnesses, and before God, that he will guard, cherish, and protect the Flower until death do.

The wedding was not just a game for Artha, even though Bunga thought so. He wanted to take the girl's heart slowly. Until one day, he will tell the issue of the contract letter they agreed to together.

Arriving on the porch of the house, Bunga was welcomed by her husband. It was almost eleven in the evening and the man was also in his sleeping pajamas. Then, why did he not go to sleep, but instead waited for the Flower in thin clothes?

Flowers are a little surprised, but choose to behave foolishly. He just walked past the man. Surprisingly, Artha did not reprimand or call him.

Artha simply walked after his wife to the front door of the room. As Bunga turned around, Artha only showed off a faint forced smile. Flowers cannot ignore it.

"Is there anything you want to talk to me about? Just say it," said Bunga while opening the door to his room wide. "Come in" he continued, turning in.

"Where?" Artha asked with the position of the body leaning on the doorpost.

"I didn't ask you where you were going with Elena. So, why do you have to know where I'm going today?" The flower asked in a tinge.

"That's different" answered Artha briefly.

"Heh .. different," murmured Flowers with a cynical smile.

What's different? For flowers, they are the same. He left without telling Artha otherwise. Impas, right? But not for Artha.

The man stepped forward to approach his wife. Pulling the hand of the flower folded on the chest. Their bodies collided until the Flower gave a startled shriek.

"Geek! Ap—"

Artha silenced his wife's mouth. The two hands of the Flower are held together behind the back. The domineering deep and hot kiss made the Flower unable to resist.

Clear water melted on both of her soft cheeks. Along Isak a soft cry that sounded sad in Artha's ear. The man ended his kiss, then hugged the Flower in silence.

Fear blinded Artha's mind, so she forced a kiss on his wife's lips. The entire body of the Flower had legitimately become his, but that did not mean he had to do so by force. Without asking permission, Bunga felt she was being humbled by her husband.

*Connected*