
"Kinan, you're here." Prasetya said in a shocked tone to Kinanti, his secretary.
At that time, Prasetya had just woken up from his sleep in a hotel room.
And, there was a Kinanti beside him who had also just woken up.
Kinanti sat on the bed while covering her body with a blanket.
"We've made a mistake sir" said Kinanti. While lowering his head and holding the blanket he currently used to cover his innocent body.
Prasetya is thinking hard.
After Prasetya remembered the incident last night. Prasetya got up straight from the bed and passed to the bathroom.
"Fuckhead." said Prasetiya to himself. As he stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom.
"Stupid you Pras." Say Prasetya to himself. Slapped his cheek a few times. As an overflow sign of annoyance with the attitude, carelessness and disgusting behavior that he has done with Kinanti, his secretary.
After a while regretting the adultery he had done with Kinanti. Prasetya immediately cleaned himself up.
Moments later, Prasetya came out of the bathroom wearing a towel that he wrapped around his waist.
Then Prasetya picked up his clothes scattered on the floor.
For a moment Prasetya turned towards rajang. Where Kinanti was still there the sabil covered her body with a blanket.
Not saying a word. Prasetya went back into the bathroom to put on his clothes.
"Clean yourself, after that we go straight back to Jakarta." Prasetya said to Kinanti, after he came out of the bathroom dressed neatly.
Kinanti then sank out of bed. She still covers her body with a blanket. The 24-year-old woman walked while carrying her clothes that had been taken by Prasetya.
After a while later, Kinanti walked out of the bathroom already wearing her clothes back.
"We have breakfast first, after that we go straight back to Jakarta." Prasetya said, which he immediately rushed to the door of the hotel room and left the hotel room.
Kinanti who was just silent did not speak a word walked tailed behind Prasetya.
Arriving at the hotel lounge. Prasetya invited the secretary for breakfast. Kinanti also according.
As long as they had breakfast together. Neither Prasetya nor Kinanti, spoke to each other. They are busy with their own thoughts.
After they finished breakfast. Prasetya and Kinanti rushed to Prasetya's car parked in front of the hotel lobby.
"Want, I'm sorry for what happened last night. I did not intentionally do that with you. I don't know how the story goes we can sleep together. Maybe it's because of the liquor I drank last night. I hope you can keep this incident a secret. It's enough that only we know. And, don't let my wife know about what happened last night. You have to promise me that you'll never tell my wife Hanin." Threaten Prasetya to Kinanti.
"Overnight events are not your fault. I am also a Khilaf sir. Hope nothing happens to me. And you take it easy, I will not tell anyone about this incident. Let this be our secret sir." Kinanti.
"Good, I'm not gonna fire you. As long as you can keep your mouth shut. After all, last night was because we were both unconscious. I thought you were Haningrum. That's why I'm so eager to fuck you." Prasetya.
"Already sir, don't discuss it again. We should go back to Jakarta right now." said Kinanti.
Prasetya then drove his car to the capital.
"Ali, sit right, and finish your lunch." Hanin said to his son, Ali Al Kahfi. Her baby is with Prasetya who is now 3 years old.
At that time, Hanin and Ali were at the dinner table to enjoy lunch together.
"When you come home from out of town." Ask Ali to the Mother.
"Say Dad, I'm going home today. But Mommy doesn't know when Dad's coming home. Hence, finish the food. Let me welcome you home later, and Ali can play with you right away. Ali must be missing Daddy." Hanin told the son.
"Yes Mother." replied Ali kneeling.
"Assynnya!" yell at someone who just got into the house. Hanin then turned to the source of the voice. And Hanin's smile was perfect. When I saw my husband coming home from out of town.
"Yeah, Dad's home!" yelled Ali who then he immediately ran towards Prasetya.
Prasetya then immediately caught his favorite boy. While carrying Ali, Prasetya then walked towards Hanin.
"Mas." greeted Hanin with a sweet smile, which he then reached out his hand to grab Prasetya's hand for her to kiss.
Hanin then kissed Prasetya's hand with his reverence. And it immediately made Prasetya full.
The lacing of guilt on Hanin's wife was immediately felt by Prasetya.
Because, the religious woman was so Prasetya loved. And to get Haningrum 4 years ago is also not an easy thing. Being able to marry Hanin went through a struggle by Pras.
"Mas, how much longer does Mas Pras kiss Hanin's forehead. Kiss her long time right." Hanin told her husband. Because Prasetya kissed Hanin's forehead very deep and long.
"Mas kangen with Mas's righteous wife." Prasutur.
"Dad also miss Ali." Then Prasetya took turns kissing the cheek of the son.
For a moment, the happy family seemed to be chatting with each other in the middle room. Pras left his wife and son for a meeting outside the city for five days.
"Mas wants coffee." asked Hanin.
"May darling. Don't be sweet. Because what's made is sweet." Pras joked.
"Mas could be." said Hanin, blushing in embarrassment. Hanin then goes to the kitchen to make coffee for her husband.
When Hanin was stirring the coffee he had just made. A heavy hand curled in his stomach. And that surprised Hanin.
"Mas!" peekik Hanin was shocked.
"Later Ali saw us. This kind of sight is not good to see by Ali." Hanin protested.
"Ali was watching TV. The kitchen door is closed. After all, Mas is already very confused with you Han," siss Prasetya who has kissed the neck of the wife wrapped in the pashmina hijab.
"Propheme, I will fulfill my duty. Now there is Ali, later we will not calm down if we do now" said Hanin, who is indeed very sensitive to the sexual needs of the husband.
Prasetya then let go of his embrace.
"You really are Han's godly wife. Love you more." Prasetya said that then put a sweet kiss on the lips of the wife before she passed.