The Love Story of Five CEOs
The bright morning atmosphere

Cakra came out of the bathroom after she finished her bath. The man scrunched his forehead as soon as he saw his work clothes already lying on the bed complete with underwear and tie. When she woke up and went into the bathroom, there was no one in the room but her.

The smile on the man's lips instantly expanded and immediately put on the clothes that he was sure the wife must have provided.

"It turns out he's not as cute as I think," muttered Cakra while wearing the wife's choice of clothes that he thought fit the way he liked.

"But when did he do this? wasn't she not in the room? if he comes in when I'm in the shower, how does he know I'm up and I'm in the shower? or, maybe he was hiding somewhere and coming out of hiding, when I went into the bathroom? if so, it's funny." Cakra smiled amusedly while still chattering until he finished putting his belt together.

After he looked neat the man decided to get out of the room without wearing his tie.

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The sound of the shoes clashing with the floor, distracting Safira from the cuisine in front of him. The woman looked at Cakra who was stepping towards her with the clothes prepared by her earlier. A thin, almost invisible smile rose on the woman's lips. He felt happy because Cakra appreciated his choice.

Cakra's body was wrapped in a navy-colored shirt paired with a black suit. Although, Sapphira had been used to seeing Cakra who always appear gallantly, but she could not deny that she would always be amazed by the good looks possessed by her husband's chakra.

Cakra smiled at Safira as he approached the dining table. His smile grew even more when he looked, already available breakfast which he thought was very appetizing. Moreover, this is the first breakfast made by Safira after they officially became husband and wife.

"Seems delicious? can I eat this?" ask Cakra for pleasantries

"So who do you think it is for? it was impossible for the next-door neighbor," Safira replied curtly as she pursed her lips.

Cakra chuckled and directly landed his body sitting on a chair. "You didn't make it for me, because

we know for ourselves that you hate me,"

"Who said I hate you? I'm __"

"So you don't hate me anymore?" sela Cakra's. "Does that mean you've forgiven me?" the man enthusiastically.

"What do you want to eat? I'll get it for you, "Safira tries to divert the conversation.

Cakra exhaled in disappointment, seeing Safira who deliberately switched the conversation.

"Why don't you answer what I'm asking? why did you deliberately divert it? can't you really forgive me?"

Safira bit her lips, suddenly feeling uneasy seeing the disappointment on Cakra's face. The woman also showed her smile which this time looked sincere. " I actually forgave you after I found out that what happened wasn't purely your fault. We're both victims here. So, don't feel guilty anymore! now I assume that this is the way for us to be fooled," Safira said diplomatically and this time really from the heart.

"Are you serious? you're not kidding, are you?" Cakra looked at his wife's face, confirming what he had just heard. The smile on the man's lips instantly expanded as soon as it saw Safira nodding her head.

"Does that mean you have accepted me sincerely?" again Sapphira nodded her head, saying yes.

Cakra rose from his seat and hugged his wife tightly.

"Thank you! thank you, Fira!"

"Udah dong hugged him. I really can't breath this,"

"Okay, sorry!" Cakra suddenly broke his embrace and returned to his seat. An instantaneous awkwardness was created for a split second between the two of them.

"What do you want to eat?" Safira opened his voice, stopping the awward situation that had been created between them.

"Emm, I want to eat white rice with that fried chicken, and chili."

"But there is no ordinary white rice" Safira said in a soft voice while biting her lips.

"Ah? so that's what?" Cakra pointed towards the rice that was in front of Sapphira.

"Well, who said I didn't like it? I really like rice. I want rice on its end,"

Sapphira, smiling and looking spirit spooned his homemade nasi uduk into the Cakra plate. Then, the woman put fried chicken on it and also added chili and orek tempe.

The chakras are seen eating voraciously, so it doesn't need to take long, the man's food is gone with no leftovers. This of course made Safira happy.

Safira stared intensely at Cakra. The woman was eager to ask about the truth of Cakra's remark last night. However, the woman's mouth seemed muddled, and was ashamed to ask.

"I'm going to the office now!" the Chirps of Cakra awakened Sapphira from her subconscious.

"Oh, yes, be careful! " safira replied after she could neutralize her shock.

"Didn't you hear? I'm going to the office now!" Cakra repeated his words.

"Yes, I know. Did I say yes?" Safira squinted her forehead confused by her husband's attitude.

"Emm, don't you see that there's anything lacking in my appearance?" ambiguous Cakra.

Sapphira looks at the chakra body from top to bottom. "It doesn't seem to exist, Mas. Why why?"

"Emm, no huh? don't you see that I don't have a tie yet?" The chakras are carefully observed when speaking.

"Emm, yes? but what does that have to do, she's not wearing a tie with me? he wasn't telling me to put the tie on, was he?" whispered Sapphira to herself.

"Can't you put my das on? usually it was mama who was a masangin, because I couldn't put a tie on at all," Cakra purposely carried Cantika's name, giving an excuse for Safira to put a tie on her. Though the man was actually used to putting up his own tie

Sapphira took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly. Then, the woman moved from where she was sitting, approached Cakra, and grabbed the tie from her husband's hand.

Cakra's tall body makes Sapphira slightly tiptoed to be able to reach for the collar of the Cakra shirt. However, even though he had tiptoes, Safira still had difficulties.

"Emm, can you just duck a little, Mom? I'm pretty hard to put the tie on,"

"Why are you short? so do not sleep, fitting asked to take high first, ledek Cakra while bending his tall body.

Safira did not answer at all. The woman simply pursed her lips, feeling annoyed by Cakra's words which she thought were mocking her.

The mint-scented breath that came out of Cakra's mouth made Safira's body slightly bristled, so that the two women's hands trembled slightly when pairing the tie.

Not only Sapphira, who felt the vibrations, Cakra also felt the same. Their distance is too close, making Cakra's eyes can not be separated from the red lips chery owned by his wife. Sapphira's slightly open lips, as if having a magnet, to make the head of Cakra more down want to immediately melu*mat lips belong to his wife.

"Su-it's over, Mom! " Safira's voice instantly disperse Cakra's desire, who could barely resist his desire.

Cakra instantly felt awkward. The man cleared his throat to neutralize his nervous feelings.

"God! I could have almost kissed him. Fortunately it didn't. I can't imagine that Safira would come back to hate me just because I attacked her all of a sudden" Cakra's inner voice hurriedly shifted her gaze away from Sapphira.

"Why are you, Mas? " asked Sapphira with slightly raised eyebrows.

"Oh, I'm nothing," Cakra looks nervous."

"I'm leaving first, baby!" said Cakra who involuntarily kissed Safira's forehead as it passed away. Now the stunned Sapphira, frozen in place with enlarged eyes, was shocked by Cakra's treatment just now.

Tbc