Love Shot
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After Kyra's departure. The atmosphere became silent leaving two masculine men who were silent to be the center of attention of the eyes of the girls visiting the cafe. These two men occasionally reply to naughty glances from a group of women who are in a group, engrossed in smiles and whispers.

Wardhana grinning. "I'm sure they were whispering. The blonde-haired guy sitting at table number seven is so handsome, I want to get his number."

"Either I was sure that they were whispering, The man with the thin sideburns, aligned with his thin lips who was sitting at table number seven was very exciting. I want to be her date tonight" said Haidar.

"Sorry I've got a date for tonight for the next week" elak Wardhana.

"My phone contact has also reached the limit, can not save new contacts anymore" Haidar said.

They laughed out loud, feeling funny with the god-level confidence they had. They are like to talk about beautiful creatures. A little humor can melt the mood. It felt like enough, Wardhana started talking seriously. Expressing his intention to ask for time to meet in his crowded hours with Haidar. Wardhana tells her she wants to include her little friend as a personal assistant to Freya.

When it comes to women, Haidar may include male katagori that is easy to say yes, when invited to a date. However, when it comes to bosses and mistresses, Haidar's boss should remain vigilant. Haidar could not be hasty to easily agree to Wardhana's proposal. Haidar must know first the cause due to Wardhana entering people to be near the boss's mistress.

"Your little girl friend? a Wardhana has a little friend?"

"Satan just wants to have friends, so tempt humans. Especially me, a real human. Of course I have friends. Even though ... have it, agree or not?" Wardhana doesn't want to tell me about Feby's betrayal. Wardhana must not make Haidar suspicious of the purpose of him entering Feby.

"What's the benefit for us?" Haidar is still in doubt, especially Wardhana like hiding a story about his little friend.

"Feby is a martial arts master. She is also a nice girl. She can protect Freya without Freya suspecting that Feby was sent to protect her instead of being an ordinary maid. We should have umbrellas ready before it rains. You know for yourself, my family can't possibly let Ansel be happy. They want to eliminate Ansel. If they can't get rid of Ansel, they'll get Ansel hurt. Getting Ansel hurt is easy. One of them by harming the weakness of Ansel. Ansel had no weaknesses. My cousin can't be touched from anywhere. But now it's different. Freya Ansel's greatest weakness."

Haidar nodded in agreement and thought carefully about Wardhana's words. There was no room for her to reject Wardhana's request. His words made sense, indeed only a Wardhana understood how to hurt someone. "Alright, I'll express your wish to Ansel."

"Don't! I mean, make Feby your man. Don't say my name to Ansel. I don't want Ansel to suspect Feby. As you say, my job is to protect Freya from afar. If you blatantly speak my goodwill to my cousin, it will never be approved" Wardhana said.

"alright. I'll make Feby my man at your request. Lately you've been getting more and more requests reminding me of my sweet cat at home."

"Hehe .. of course, your sister-in-law is indeed familiar with the short-haired sweet cat at the house of Brother Haidar," Wardhana ledek. He felt relieved, step by step his plan began to run to be able to realize the dream. If he always held back this time Wardhana did not want to lose. Repaid love is hard for a member of the King family. However, at least he also wants to feel the happiness of love clapping one hand, getting the person he loves. Not only the pain of love in silence or love clapping one hand. Wardhana is aware of Ansel's struggle to get Freya.

Haidar left Wardhana who was laughing alone. He gets a message, a new assignment from his boss.

***

"Darling, want to eat something?"

"I'm sorry, I'm not going to do anything that offends Freya. I will not show off the wealth I have anymore" Ansel said, laying his head in Freya's stomach.

"I don't want to argue about it anymore Ansel. You're not working today?" Freya stroked Ansel's hair.

"I don't want to make any more money. I just want to be home with Freya."

Freya chuckled, Ansel's serious speech sounded funny as it went into Freya's eardrum. Just this time he heard there was someone who was frustrated to not want to find money again. Freya forgot, indeed this could have happened to a King Ansel Cullen whose wealth would not run out until seven derivatives. If he became Ansel, he probably just wanted to fall at home. No need to squeeze sweat, even money still flows like water flowing swiftly from upstream to downstream.

"What am I saying funny?"

"Of course, Ansel was very funny in my eyes. Here I hug!"

Ansel changed position, now he was beside his wife's body. Letting his body be embraced by Freya. Ansel was still confused as to what was really going on. Last night Freya was so emotional that she vented her emotions on Ansel. Now Freya became even more spoiled, also daring to ask for a hug first. Ansel is still confused, should he be grateful or sad to feel played by his beloved wife.

Freya inhaled the scent of menthol that smelled from Ansel's armpit. "This is menthol? is this a new parpum? I like it."

"Is it still smelling, even though I've washed it clean. That's my shaving cream scent."

"really? where did Ansel put it?"

"Bottom down" replied Ansel.

"Let's take it!" freya Pinta.

Ansel pressed the phone button, asking someone to deliver shaving cream to the upper room. It didn't take long for Anne to come up with shaving cream on hand. Anne handed the thing she was carrying to Ansel, then Anne immediately passed out to continue her work again. Anne did not want to disturb her employer's affection. Freya grabbed the shaving cream from Ansel's hand. Spray it slowly into the hands and then attach it to the cheeks, chin to the neck of Ansel. Ansel can only be petrified when the ignorance of Freya's attitude attacks the nerves of the brain. Cheeks, chin to neck Ansel was filled with menthol-flavored white cream. Freya asks Ansel to sleep on his back. Ansel did not protest, directly obey his wife's orders. Freya smiled in excitement, face down on her husband's body. Freya looked at Ansel's face while enjoying her husband's handsome face as the strong menthol scent of her husband's shaving cream.

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