The Charm of Love Amartha
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"Amartha?" peekik Satya when he saw the door open and display the figure of his wife standing on the doorstep. Satya, who did not realize that she was sitting very close to a woman, chose to move from her seat and approached the wife. Satya clearly saw the look of a dislike face from his wife. Which woman is not angry? If you see her husband taped tenacious tight like that.

"It's gotta be for me, huh?" satya asked when she saw a clear plastic bag containing a food box. But Amartha did not comment on the man's question. His gaze was straight ahead, staring at the woman wearing a black tight skirt and an orange-colored blouse with her hair neatly plucked, and the blazer draped over the sofa.

Satya tied her hand to his wife's hand, they walked up to the woman.

"Oh yes, this is Amartha my wife" said Satya introduced herself to the woman who now looked at Amartha with clinging.

"Amartha" said Amartha, extending his hand.

"Ivanka" the woman stood up and welcomed Amartha's hand in a split second.

"Well then, I think our meeting today is enough. Mas Satya can set again, I mean Mr. Satya, you can set again when we will meet to discuss this project," said Ivanka who was heating the atmosphere that was initially hot.

"Okay, Firlan will contact your assistant when we will discuss this cooperation" Satya said.

"I wait. Good afternoon," Ivanka took her blazer and her bag, and walked out of the room.

"Sit down, Yank." said Satya who directed his wife to sit on the long sofa. Amartha sat down without saying anything, the current situation is unfavorable for Satya. Where women are just silent and do not talk much, then the world of a husband is not okay.

"Ehm, is this for me?" said Satya who opened the contents of a bag that had moved into his hand.

"No," Amartha immediately took back the bag containing the food he had bought just a moment ago.

"Who would it be if it wasn't for your handsome husband?" said Satya who was holding her own chin, narcissistic.

"Eat with yuk?" satya said, holding his wife's hand.

"Eat it alone" Amartha looked straight ahead while in front there was no one. The woman put the food box in the bag on the table.

"Eating together, it's better." said Satya trying to seduce the wife who was craving. Even before becoming pregnant, Amartha rarely sulked especially until this snack.

"Dec? mother why? how come you're even angry with dad? father was so afraid, "Satya lowered her head whispered in his wife's stomach, gently rubbing the stomach.

"Who was that?" amartha asked in a flat tone.

"Ivanka, one of the investors in this company," explained Satya who got a sharp glance from Amartha. Satya did not want to explain in detail that they had met in the past, making it unimportant.

"Desirely?" syndir Amartha.

"What grandpa? not ah, just ordinary," said Satya looking safe.

"What was that? sitting on a stick-on kayak ride on metromini?" amartha said with her eyes.

"I don't know suwer, Yank. Actually, my people read the documents again, keep seeing you at the door, I also do not know today you want to come," explained Satya.

"Oh, if you know I came, you want to find another time is it to meet? keep that blazer on him why'd you come on the couch?" Amartha scouted her husband while seeing if there were any traces of lipstick on his shirt or on Satya's face.

"Gosh, how do I know why he took off his blazer. I'm the same, he's just a working relationship, nothing more. I love you, Yank..." Satya poked her index finger on his wife's cheek.

"But I'm just jealous, you're jealous" continued Satya holding back Amartha's hand.

"Not really, who is jealous" Amartha said.

"Yep, uuu tayank..." Satya tried to be funny but was answered.

"Not funny!"

"It's not funny, is it?" Satya poked her lips.

"Dek, please dong's father, if you are jealous," Satya stroked his wife's stomach, and landed some kisses there.

"Who is jealous!" amartha. Satya resigned to her fate at this time. Stomach hungry plus dicueki the wife.

Someone knocked on the door from the outside. Then came the figure of assistant gesrek Satya.

"Madam, thank you for lunch" said Firlan, carrying a box of kwetiau that had not been opened. However, it seems that there is a cold war between his boss and his wife, as evidenced by Amartha's sour face that makes Firlan peck for a moment.

"Ehm, I came at a time when it was not right like, hem .. then excuse me," Firlan chose ngibrit.

"Sister Firlan! here I add, let me be full," Amartha pointed to a plastic bag on the table. The summoned Firlan came closer.

"Hem, is that the boss eating what if this is for me?" Firlan grabbed the food Amartha gave her. The man glanced at his boss who did not receive his food given to others.

"Eating ati." - Amartha.

"What do you give him, Yank?" Satya looked at his wife then glanced at his assistant who was as comfortable as seeing her suffering. These few months he has been bothered with his cravings sableng boss, today as if his victory day saw the bossy man was not struggling in front of his wife who was craving.

Firlan thought it might have something to do with Ivanka coming out with her sour face. Firlan tried to hold back her laughter as Satya's sharp glances pointed at her.

"That's mine, Yank." said Satya saw the food sudqh in the hands of the assistant.

"Then I go out. Um, and thanks for lunch," Firlan immediately turned her body around and closed the door from the outside.

"Huuuffh, selameeeet," Firlan muttered shortly after the door closed perfectly.

"What's wrong, sir" asked Maura who saw Firlan stroking her chest.

"Nothing, I went to my room first" said Firlan who immediately walked towards his room.

"Yank laperrr," Satya stroked his stomach which was already struggling to be filled.

"Aren't they full?" sindir Amartha, which refers to the meaning of satiety in other versions.

"What is God?" Satya is almost frustrated facing his wife's badmood.

"You don't fuck me now anymore? languishing in the crowd," said Satya memelas.

"Yes, eat out." Amartha got up from her seat leaving Satya who was still sitting on the sofa.

"Lock a spout!" Amartha looked behind her husband still sitting unblinkingly.

"Yes yes, we eat out" said Satya who immediately got up and quickly grabbed the phone in her pants pocket, and contacted someone.

"Wait a moment" said Satya softly with one hand holding Amartha's hand so as not to go first.

"Lan! I want to go out, if anyone starts, say I have lunch again" Satya said on the phone. The man decided on the call unilaterally.

"Who's looking?" amartha said in full search.

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