The Beauty Inside: Stealing The First Kiss, Get a Wife Chapter 128
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"Stop throwing flowers. My woman will wake up later". Slow mouth movements and threatening eyes. He deliberately didn't want to get up and showed off the scene of enjoying hugging his wife's body.
He countered with kicks in the air every time his personal secretary violently hit his leg so that he'd immediately wake up.
"Aish. You're not my friend, I'll kill you!".
"Whatever. Look.. Look at this..". Hendra kissed the cheek of someone whose eyes were still closed. Then his eyes narrowed and the dimples were perfectly captured.
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Excessive teasing. Special in front of the old bachelor.
Unable to stand it, Surya circled his boss' bed. He grabbed the pillow and squeezed it full of revenge. How selfish the blue-eyed is. How dare he emphasized the meaning of sorrowful bachelor that he had.
Bruk!! A pillow floated and was deflected by the hands of the selfish boss. His defense made the other hand shifted too and she, whose eyes were closed, slowly blinked.
"Hmm.. ?!". She stretched.
"Honey.. Don't wake up.. Let's sleep again.." The blue-eyed hugged tighter.
_Wait! Who's that.._ She slowly stared.
"Ah?! Mr. Surya!!".
Hendra's wife immediately jumped from her sleep. Along with her effort to escape her husband's embrace, Hendra grabbed her back instead.
"Ignore him.. Let's sleep again". Hendra was still not willing to see Aruna wake up.
"Argh.. Let me go.. Let me go, Hendra!!". Aruna moved a lot, sneaked nimbly, and escaped. That girl ran quickly to the bathroom.
"You're too much, showing off to me like that! Really tacky". Surya was still hurt. He threw the buck rose crowns that were scattered on the bed to Mahendra's head, his best friend who was also his boss.
That man sat up and slowly ruffled his hair. He removed the strands of flower petals that slowly fell from his pajamas.
Handsome, cute, and his eyes lit up glancing at Surya. He was acting cute on purpose.
Surya smirked, feeling disgusted.
"Did you guys do something extraordinary last night until this place is torn apart?".
_Why am I emotional?_ The sorrowful bachelor thought.
The strands of rose crown that he arranged in such detail until he was tingling, even breathing was forbidden by Dea, for the sake of this annoying person's stupid request, and now..
_Ah. Annoying!!?_ Surya lamented his foolishness, seeing rows of flower crowns scattered in all directions irregularly.
"You're curious, huh?". Hendra got closer, teasing him.
"Absolutely no!!". He denied excessively, even though he was indeed curious.
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"Because I'm happy today, I intend to give you a new car". Hendra looked like he needed to reward his secretary's hard work.
"There's no need to.. I don't have a chance to ride it anyway (Surya's life is to follow the CEO of the Wenceslas Group) But can I ask for help??".
"Yes, sure. Whatever that is, I'll give it to my best friend". He patted Surya on the shoulder.
"If it's like this, you remember that I'm your friend".
"Hahaha".
"I'll submit my request later. What's more important is you only have 17 minutes from now to prepare!".
"What's the schedule for today? I promise to invite Aruna to the office. I hope it's not too busy".
"Hey, how can you forget?? Could it be that you haven't read the analysis of the progress of the Wenceslas Construction development related to dream city project?" (Project to build a dream city with the mayor Riswan)
"Hehe. Not yet.. I didn't look at handphone at all when I was at Mr. Lesmana's house. Seeing Aruna was more tempting".
"Don't be tacky anymore.. You want to show off, right?!". Surya had enough being cornered as a sorrowful bachelor.
"Haha.. You're so sensitive".
"Look at Trello application now!! It's too long if you read analysis.. Wait! Just take a bath first". Surya looked at his watch again.
(Trello is a collaboration application that is used to complete a project together. There are 4 parts on that application:
Board is the name of a project or journal that we're doing
Card is a unit which is a task made by a subtitler
Label is a short marker regarding a certain information. Perhaps it can be likened to sticky notes.)
Hendra made use of this free application to see the process of each unit's project at the Wenceslas Construction subsidiary.
He could monitor what jobs his team had been doing and was doing. He could monitor from the Managing Director of Wenceslas Construction to the building foreman. He could even see the work and movements of the architects who didn't always go to the office.
"What time is the schedule?".
"112 minutes from now". The secretary informed him.
"Based on my prediction for traffic this morning, the trip will take 90 minutes. So, 17 minutes to get ready. You have to be precise as usual! With 17 minutes of preparation, you'll arrive at the location 5 minutes before the meeting takes place." As usual, the two (Hendra & Surya) leaders were perfectionists in terms of discipline, especially time.
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"Ah. Why did you just say it?!".
"Who didn't want to wake up?! How dare you said 'why did you just say it'". Surya was irritated.
"Yes, Boss! I'm taking a bath!". Hendra exclaimed, walking faster.
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"Aruna, shower faster". The blue-eyed entered their bathroom's second door.
"Argh. Hendra, why are you here?! You're too tall. You can peek at me.. Don't come closer". Aruna lowered her head.
Aruna and Hendra's bathroom's first door served a washbasin with stretched wide glass. There were two white washbasin combined with the arrangement of drawers that seemed sturdy and classic, retaining the color of teak wood. On one side, there was a first aid kit attached to the wall. Hendra put the medicines there except those related to the traumatic disorder he was suffering from. He put those drugs in a drawer under the sink and kept it locked.
While the second door, you'd find a bathtub in the shape of a long oval bowl in white. It was located near the window. If the curtains were open, you'd see a beautiful view of the lake and trees from the second floor while having a relaxing soak. Somehow, not far from the bathtub, there was a long, comfortable, and soft waterproof sofa. A strange sofa for a bathroom, but it was put nicely and in harmony with the interior of the room.
Meanwhile, Aruna was showering in the glass room in the corner. The glass room was a type of ice glass (blur glass) that presented a thin silhouette. It was too thin, not visible from the outside. People on the inside would know that there were people on the outside and vice versa.
Unfortunately, the height of the ice glass was only 150 cm. The rest was ordinary glass. Hendra, whose height reached 185 cm, could easily see Aruna's forbidden part. The man took a few steps towards the shower room.
"Hendra, don't come closer.. Go away!!". This girl screamed in surprise. She found herself forgetting to close the second door. The ignorant would definitely make perfect use of all limitations.
Aruna ducked in the corner, a place that she thought would be difficult to peek at.
The blue-eyed smiled, unfortunately he didn't have much time.
"Aruna, I won't peek at you. I just want to tell you that I don't have much time. Can you speed up your bath?".
"Yes.. Yes.. Back off.. Back off first".
Hendra's silhouette was seen moving away.
"Today my schedule is busy outside the office. Do you still want to come?".
This girl suddenly stood up as fast as lighting. With a height of only 155 cm, it was necessary for her to tiptoe a little to see Hendra's expression.
"You've promised.. Of course, you must keep it".
Hendra sat on the sofa enjoying the scenery looking at her hair and part of her face. It only reached the eyes. Sometimes even drowned in the ice glass.
"Choose the best clothes. You'll meet Riswan this morning. I don't know his wife is present or not".
"Really?". The tiny one tiptoed again, taking a peek.
She really looked cute in Hendra's eyes. He forgot to hurry. The blue-eyed was grateful for a lot of things in this phase of his life. Including this second, when he could sit back and enjoy the unique scenery ahead. Just imagining being close to a woman was an impossibility.
Meanwhile, at this time, the girl named Aruna, who had a relaxed character, really taught him how to enjoy life.
Hendra still enjoyed it. Especially when the girl's hand grabbed the shower which seemed too high. The way she reached for the shower made her husband smile several times. She was seen on perfect tiptoes. Her armpits and whole face were seen.
_Next time I'll lower that shower.. Poor her_
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"Hendra, which clothes should I wear??". This girl spoke louder. She told her anxiety to the man who was in a hurry on the other side of the hallway in the M-shaped wardrobe.
"Hey, don't turn around.. I'm also changing clothes.. Why does this place have a mirror stretched out like this?".
"Weird room! Like the owner!". Aruna cursed irritably.
Because when she looked back, the ignorant husband was wearing his undershirt and deliberately looking at the mirror. He still wore the boxer and then the thin undershirt. Next would be the shirt. It wasn't according to the agreement to turn their backs on the mirror against each other.
"Haha". Hendra laughed in the next hall.
"Blink your eyes.. You're also staring at me".
Shit! She was caught. Aruna was caught not turning her face when she saw the broad chest that was wrapped in a thin t-shirt until shirt.
This woman was blushing.
She opened the door to cover herself.
"Hehe".
_She looks really embarrassed_ Hendra chuckled. His eyes narrowed under the smile.
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