The Love Story of Five CEOs
I-i'm sorry!

Sapphira spent a long time in the bath. Because what? because of the incident that occurred, made the woman bring in a fairly thin evening dress. It is not as thin as the lingeria, but if worn, can invite desire for normal men who see it.

"Such like this the clothes? how am I gonna get out of here? who puts their usual clothes in a suitcase? it seems like I never put clothes like this into a suitcase" Safira, riled up.

"Hmm, bodo! I have to get out of this bathroom, too. There's no way I've been all night and slept in here" Safira said, with her hands clutching tightly against the door handle.

Safira opened the bathroom door slowly. The woman peeked first, to see what Cakra was doing right now. Safira even wished that her husband had fallen asleep.

Safira breathed a sigh of relief, as she did not discover the existence of Cakra in that room.

"Where is he? did he come out of this room again? inner Sapphira who somehow, feel a little disappointed, if if if the assumption is right.

"Why should I be disappointed? I should be happy, right?" slowly, Sapphira came out of the bathroom.

"Why do you have to look first to come out? " The chakra is voiced, which from earlier turned out to be rendering on the wall near the bathroom door.

Safira was struck in shock and reflexively looked back. There Cakra stood, with both hands crossed over his chest and a smile on his lips.

"When were you there?" safira asked with busy hands tugging her evening gown down to cover her exposed thighs, as the woman was really uncomfortable with the shortness of the evening gown she was wearing.

"Since you've been sneaking around from the bathroom." said Cakra with a faint smile still stuck on his lips, while staring at Alena's body from top to bottom.

A red tinge, now rising on the white cheeks of Sapphira. The woman turned her face away so that Cakra could not see the hue on her cheek.

"Who is interested? I was just staking out." Safira muttered very slowly, but it could still be caught by Cakra's sense of hearing.

"What's the difference between peeping and lurking? isn't that the same?"

"Obviously it's very different. It's free that you have a high education if you don't know what the difference is between snooping and snooping. The time you lost to me who just finished High School, "safira said.

Instead of being angry, Cakra smiled at Safira's insinuations. Seeing Safira's upset face, it was an entertainment for the man.

"Actually, I don't know what the difference between the two words is. But, I think your actions were more worthy of being called peeping than lurking. Because of that lurking, observing from a distance or from a hidden place, the movements of suspected people. Remember the hidden place while peeking at you who is hiding. So how? you're peeping, right?" the Goda Cakra that made Sapphira silent could not wart.

"Hmm, and it seems like you intend to tease me huh? " Cakra goes back down the whole body of Sapphira.

" Who would be tempted, you? " deny Safira, do not accept.

"What do you mean you wear clothes like that?"

" I accidentally took this from my suitcase. I don't even know why this dress could be in my suitcase. Though as I remember I never put this dress in the suitcase," explained Safira with a bent face.

"Hmm, looks like I should thank the person who put the dress in tomorrow, and thank her for the gift! " Cakra smiles with passionate eye beads.

Sapphira's eyes grew perfectly, hearing Cakra's ambiguous speech.

"You mean what?" safira asked, narrowing her eyes.

"Not mean anything. You wait here huh! don't go anywhere!, I'll take a shower!" Cakra reminded as he stepped into the bathroom.

"Where would I go to try to dress like this? This power, it was Tasya. Arghhh, look out for you Tasya! " safira muttered while cursing.

Cakra swung his steps to approach Sapphira. He crouched down and stared at the woman's face intensely and long ago. Slowly, the man landed his lips on Sapphira's forehead, peeling her long enough.

His eyes traced his wife's body from head to toe. At once someone stood upright down there but not justice, when he saw Sapphira's revealing clothes almost reaching the base of his thigh.

Cakra gulped his saliva many times. The man's chest was seen up and down because his passion had reached the crown. Cakra repeatedly exhaled his breath, trying to restrain his desires. The man immediately stood up, turned hurriedly away from Safira and immediately put on his clothes.

After putting on her clothes, Cakra came back to Sapphira. By trying to resist his already rumbling desire, the man lifted up Safira's body to move the woman onto the mattress.

Feeling like his body was lifted, Sapphira suddenly opened her eyes and was immediately shocked to see that she was in the sling of Cakra.

"Cakra eh Mas, put me down!" Sapphira struggled a bit to ask her husband to put her down

"Safira, don't move! you can fall" said Cakra as he lowered Safira's body slowly.

" What do you want?" safira asked as she crossed her arms around her chest.

"I don't want anything! I just want to move you to bed. Later your body can get sick sleeping on the couch." Cakra explained his good intentions.

"But why, you put me in bed? is that a bed only one? when I sleep there, where do you sleep?

Cakra growled at Sapphira's words. "Why are you asking like that? you are my wife, so it is appropriate that we sleep in the same bed" Cakra said, trying to contain his anger.

"But even if you're my husband, we're not married because of __"

Sapphira's eyes instantly enlarged when suddenly Cakra landed her lips against hers so that she could not continue her speech.

Safira did not reply but somehow could not refuse either. He was eager to push Cakra's body but his body's gesture betrayed his mind. The woman stood stiff, as if frozen in a sudden attack of Cakra.

"M-Mas, no ... " Saffira intends to open her mouth to stop

kiss Cakra.But, Sapphira's mouth that had opened a little, it makes the tongue of Cakra become freely into the mouth of his wife and explore the contents of the mouth of his wife.

Sapphira's face suddenly looked pale and frightened, due to Cakra's sudden action. It happened 2 years ago, it just came to his head. To be honest, Sapphira still felt a little trauma, let alone Cakra doing it suddenly in the absence of any cues from the man.

Because Sapphira gave no response at all, making Cakra stop the action, and was shocked to see his wife's pale face.

"You're why, Fira" asked Cakra in a panic.

Sapphira did not answer at all, her breathing seemed to go up and down, thus making Cakra even more panicked. The severed chakra hugged Sapphira tightly, and this time it was softer that Sapphira gradually became calmer.

"Sorry, Fir! I didn't mean to scare you. Are you still traumatized by what happened?" ask Cakra gently and carefully. Cakra's heart felt claustrophobic as soon as Safira nodded her head. Guilt re-entered his heart.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" unconsciously Cakra shed tears and re-hugged Safira's body which finally made the woman cry as she wanted.

"You don't cry anymore! I promise I won't do it until you're ready." Say chakra while gently stroking Safira's head.

Tbc