It's not my fault, Lovely Reunion
Round 2

It's Not My fault for Reunion Part 22

By Sept

Tok tok tok tok

"Sir Rio."

A heavy male voice sounded from behind the door. It must have been Rio's personal driver who was previously called to deliver Dari since it was already dark.

Meanwhile, Tari was trying to neutralize her heartbeat that was about to explode. Successive Rio actions stimulate the adrenaline of the woman.

As for Rio, he was as if on the wind. As Tari did not push or brush her off, Rio felt that Tari also felt the same way as her.

Starting from that night, even more crazy things might happen between the two of them.

Clamps

Rio opened the door of the room, then Dance walked behind him rather awkwardly. His cheeks were still warm and blushing.

"Take Miss Tari to her house" Rio told the driver.

"Well, Mr. Rio."

Dari was staring at Rio at a glance, not daring to look at him for long. And nodded slowly, as if she wanted to go home.

Rio nodded back, then saw the departure of Tari who walked with his personal driver.

After Dance completely left, Rio was like getting energy from the sky. His body yesterday was limp, uninspired and tired. Instantly become fresh.

Closing the door again, his lips flashed a smile. Sumringah and her eyes sparkled. Get vitamin C from Dance just now, Rio instantly healthy wal Afiat

All the diseases and poisons in his body seemed to vanish unceasingly.

***

The sun was already shining brightly, Rio was already wearing neat clothes.

"Say you want two more days?"

Rio smiled wryly.

"This recipe!"

"No need," Rio replied while putting the phone in his pants pocket.

Rio did not need any more prescription drugs in that hospital. The cure is in the office, he doesn't need a doctor anymore, whose nurse it is if it's not Dance.

That morning Rio had already picked up the driver after finishing taking care of the hospital administration.

He left in a good mood, until the beautiful female doctor sneered at him several times.

Rio throbbing. Then get ready for the company. Can't wait to meet her vacuum cleaner.

***

In the office, Tari sits nervously at her desk. His eyes stared at the door many times. For some reason, he felt nervous when Rio said he was going to the office today.

He said it hurt, so fast it healed.

Tap tap tap

Clattering footsteps that approached, nothing makes Dance creeps. It must be Rio.

"Dance."

Already knew that it was Rio, but Tari was still shocked when her name was called.

"Yes, sir."

"To my room now!" tell Rio and then walk ahead of Tari.

"Dam."

Dance added ketar-ketir, want to be flanked again himself this time? Does it look that simple? Jeez ...

Fidget dance, the problem is she's still somebody's wife. If this is the story, then what is the difference between him and God?

The woman hesitated when she came in the door. But it still has to be professional. He took a breath and opened the door.

"Good morning" said Tari.

"Sit down!"

Rio asked the woman to sit in an available spot, then his eyes focused on the laptop. His mind has run everywhere.

Dance's cheeks were cubby, making Rio want to bite her.

Clique

Dancing in shock, Rio suddenly folded the laptop. The man then moved from his place. Then stand next to the Dance bench.

The heart of Dance was again invited to the salto, when the man leaned his body towards the Dance.

"Would you sleep last night?"

Dance gulps.

"I thought about you all night, all night" Rio said again.

"Sir!" tekik Tari as Rio held the nape of her neck then hooked up.