"I know that she was not yet 20 when she got married. So, that child is still 22 now," there was a stupefied expression on his face. He knew that he could not compare Anna with Aruna or Aruna with any other woman who had more potential than her. Lesmana's child was still very young, but she had already pioneered a start-up that Mahendra would later expand. Hearsay, his grandson, would develop that genuine idea of her to compete with a digital product of Tarantula group.
Again, Wiryo was tongue-tied. That old man was thinking deeply about something no one would know, not even the awkward woman in front of him.
"I will give you Mentari Department Store," Anna's eyes popped out listening to such shocking news. "Two years ago, Mentari Plaza sold some of its products on digital expansion although the selling hasn't reached 100% yet. I wonder if you can compete with the newcomer under DM Group pioneered by Mahendra's wife and her friends." Wiryo provided a challenge for Anna.
"But that new company is having full support from Mahendra," Anna said softly, hoping that she would be tolerated if she failed to meet the challenge.
"Am I not enough as your support?" Wiryo smiled, "That company is still zero. We don't even know if they have given it a name or not. While Mentari Department Store has been established for years. Your leaping steps are 20 years farther than the one Aruna is about to start." Wiryo opened the document with Panthera Pardus logo.
"Something started from zero can be a failure or a success, depending on several factors. But Mentari Plaza is a company that has been running for years. Who is luckier here?" Wiryo looked at Anna, challenging her confidence.
Finally, Anan nodded her head, and Wiryo's pen slowly stamped a signature on that paper. Anna's heart pounding heart. Wiryo turned that paper and handed it to that woman, "You are the main superintendent of Mentari Plaza, a position which is higher than just a founder,"
"This old man wants to see if that little kid can equalize you," Anna walked to that document with her name and stated in there as one of the subsidiaries of Djoyo Makmur Group. It was great, over her expectation. The woman who previously sobbed was now smiling happily, although she tried hard to cover it by smiling sheepishly.
"Does it mean I get the share from this company" was her next question?
"Don't be greedy, I don't like questions,"
"I'm sorry Sir," She addressed him with Sir due to her fear. It's all known that no one will get a share, even a dime. Anna was acting too much.
Learning from experience, Wiryo prefers to give a high salary instead of sharing the company shares even only 1%. The committee where he put a group of people he trusted happened to ruin the trust he gave.
Those people were given a small share because they had an excellent capability to manage their subsidiaries. He wanted them to work harder as they had a sense of belonging to the companies, especially Wiryo had not had the right successor to replace him. Unfortunately, his goodwill did not turn out as he expected. They got together to shake the stability of the Djoyo Makmur Group.
That is why he disliked Anna's question, "Get out of my room before I change my mind," Anna inched back while her fingers palpated the document in her hand happily, bent down her head, and left the main room of that main house.
"Why are you pretending to be paralyzed in the public eyes," Wiryo looked at her with a reluctant expression, and Anna accelerated her step back.
***
That man decided not to rest his eyes the whole night. He picked up some books to accompany his night sitting on the bed. His hand checked his wife's pulse or replaced her compress.
When the clock struck 3 in the morning, the door of his room was knocked.
"Hendra, I know your wife is sick, and I know you are unable to sleep for her," warm drinks and appetizing snacks were on the tray she was carrying in her hand. Her eyes were staring at him.
Knowing that Mahendra was awake for his wife, her heart pounded. She served the teapot while pulling her lips straight.
"Thank you," Mahendra grabbed the tray and brought it in. He was about to close the door but felt a slight nudge, "Anything else?" He popped his head slightly between the carved doors.
"Can I help you to take care of your wife?" she rolled her eyes, staring at Mahendra, hopeful.
"No thanks, you don't need to. Aruna dislikes someone else in her room," that woman nodded slightly. That man locked the door tight as his wife requested him recently.
The blue-eyed man put the tray on the table. He watched it, then was engrossed in enjoying it; the tiredness of staying up all night subsided slightly by the smell of a warm drink, and his fitness seemed to return. Beads of sweat appeared on his body. It might be the effect of drinking warm drinks.
He then walked back up the bed and approached his wife's consistently warm body, and his eyes closed tight. The man lay his body behind the back of the woman and hugged her from behind. The clock kept ticking, moving from one number to another. The hotness was getting worse. Mahendra decided to take off his shirt, then this man wanted to hug her even more and ended up pushing the woman's body, which he knew was sick, to face him.
"I'm so sorry my love," he whispered. He could not understand what was going on with himself. The heat was encroaching, although he had taken off his pajamas. He kissed her not only on her neck and her ears, but he went further to crush her lips.
"Hen…" his wife was awakened, caressing the face over hers. His body was drenched with sweat.
"I'm so sorry, but I want you," his breath was up and down. He was moaning.
Aruna nodded slightly, and Hendra stripped his wife's body, although it still got the temperature. Hendra felt he was a bit crazy, but he just could not control the huge lust in him.
As his wife's body was opened, he kissed it like he had been craving it for a long time. He didn't want to waste any time and was hoping his wife responded to him too.
That woman hugged him tight in her arms. But he grew even greedier than usual, "Hen…please slow down," instead of listening to her request, he moved faster and faster and hoping she could take him completely
Aruna could just close her eyes, stroking the arms of the man who was enjoying the prominent pleasure of the contact, "Arghh…Hen…slow down a bit, please," she said the same words again and again but he didn't seem to hear. And that cute woman who was struggling against the cold she was having also had to fulfill her husband's wishes.
"I,m so sorry, I can't help it," Hendra pleaded and moaned as if he was being tormented by himself.
"I'm okay. Come for me now darling," he inched closer to get her warm hugs.
Now and then, when the consciousness of the blue-eyed man was regained, he deigned to slow down. But it didn't take a second; the great push of lust was unstoppable. He could not stop, "I'm still in my first semester of pregnancy. Remember that. The baby can't take it. Arghh…don't be too strong to push me, ughhh…" he nodded but again, strangely, he could not lower the rhythm.
"Hendra, hold my tummy!"
"Hendra! Remember our baby, please. For me, I don't mind it at all, but the baby….arghhh.." Hendra was not himself anymore. He loaded himself with all the wild imagination in his head. So many times, Aruna reminded him, pleaded him to slow down, but her husband shook her body too much strong.
And the morning ended up in anxiety. A man buried himself with a drench of sweat all over his body.
He buried himself in the shower room for almost one hour. He could not believe what he had done, and he had no courage to see his wife's condition.
"What happened to me?" he ran his fingers to his head and squeezed his hair.
How could be that crazy?" he dug his face in the palms of his hands.
Aruna came on after such terrible fatigue embezzled her body. The brown-eyed woman was awoken as the door was knocked. Unfortunately, she had lost her strength to get up. She remained still in her bed for some time. Her hands ran to her tummy. She was trying to get rid of the uncomfortable feeling down there.
But when the knocks grew louder and audible, Aruna tried to lift her wrecked body with the remaining strength of her hands. She felt a horrible pain in some parts of her body.