"Ugh, how come it's a secret, anyway! Oh, so I see, am I now using secrets?" sulking Meta.
Yoga immediately kissed his wife's lips, then both hands embraced Meta's body tightly.
"Otherwise, the name's secret wouldn't be a surprise, would it?"
Meta just nodded in response to Yoga's words, then the two of them walked out of the apartment, then sped away.
Meta immediately leaned her body, then slowly she began to fall asleep. While Yoga just smiled at his woman, even for the sake of his wife's recovery he had to be willing to resist the urge to spend hot nights with his wife.
Again, Yoga can only hold his breath while trying to be patient. Later, when his wife recovered, he would really take revenge. He definitely wouldn't make Meta keep chanting his name in sighs of pleasure.
And finally, the car stopped at a skyscraper. Meta seemed silent when she saw the building. She knew very well what building this was. This is one of the elite apartments in Jakarta. Close to all other public needs, and more importantly, the distance from the apartment to Meta's rental is really very close.
"What are we here for, Ga?" asked Meta. But Yoga only answered her with a mischievous wink, grabbed Meta's hand to quickly get in there, and then got into the elevator.
After the lift opened, Yoga led Meta to a door, a door larger than the doors of other places. After both of them stood up, Meta was surprised again when Yoga immediately pressed the button in front of the door.
"A wedding present for my beautiful wife," he whispered, opening the apartment door wide. Meta was silent again as if she couldn't believe what Yoga had given her. She never thought that Yoga would buy another apartment for her.
"This?" asked Meta, flabbergasted in disbelief.
"Our new house. How about it, do you like it?" asked Yoga again.
"But we still have apartments, right? Why do we have to have all new apartments? Why do we have to have so many—"
"Because the place isn't large enough..." said Yoga, which managed to make Meta silent. "When we have many children, we will need a bigger house, right? After all, in the future, there will be Hardi's house, that one is Fabian, and that one is Mr. Cipto. ready to give them as their wedding gifts, huh,"
"So, you bought all these places?" asked Meta, flabbergasted. Her brain immediately calculated how much money Yoga spent to buy all the apartment units on this floor.
"So, they don't have to bother us, they don't need to stay at our place, and we can live in peace," said Yoga later.
Meta smiled again, she only knew now. Yoga's purpose in buying their apartment close by just because they don't want to be bothered by them? A pretty funny excuse to throw away that kind of money.
Yoga immediately led Meta into his apartment, Meta's eyes were again shocked by the conditions in her apartment. It looks really luxurious, which in fact everything seems to have been specially designed for Prayoga Mahardika, the unrivaled big boss.
"We'll have our room there...," said Yoga, pointing to a large room whose door was still tightly closed. "That's Tita's kitchen ..." he said again, pointing to a kitchen on the right side of the room. "The living room, our family room, and other common rooms."
"What about your room?" asked Meta who seemed confused.
"It's upstairs,"
"What?"
Yoga brought Meta inside, making Meta stunned again in the house. It turns out that there is an elevator again.
Yoga again led Meta to enter the elevator, it turned out that there was still another room above. Some rooms are quite private.
"Tita's private room, Yoga's workroom, our exercise room, and outside is where Tita and Yoga spent the evening alone."
Meta then looked outside the room, there was a garden, which looked familiar. Then, Yoga was silent again, huh... she remembers this park. She remembers!
"This park? "
"Yes, the park where you missed me when you stayed at Karin's house,"
"You... how did you know, Ga?" asked Meta, who managed to make Yoga pause for a moment. She couldn't possibly admit that all this time she had told her bodyguard to stay lurking Meta wherever she is, right?
"Your husband is Prayoga Mahardika. How could he not know such a small thing? Even the size of your bra, I know,"
Meta immediately pinched Yoga's stomach, then she stepped out of her apartment. Looking at the garden that even seemed to have just been made. Again, Meta then hugged herself, Yoga who stepped behind her immediately hugged his wife's body. A beautiful sight, on top of a skyscraper there is a small garden like this. Yes, who else but Yoga made it? A figure who always makes miracles out of all the impossible in this world.
"Eh, but I can't take care of plants. The last time I planted flowers for rent, the flowers ended up forgetting to water and they were all dry,"
"I'll take care of them for you later."
"But I'm also not very good at cleaning. If this garden is not swept and cleaned it will be dirty,"
"I'll clean it up for you later."
"But—"
Yoga then covered Meta's mouth with his index finger, then he smiled faintly.
"There will be two maids in this house. Cleaning the house, and taking care of other things. I don't want you to be tired, so don't think about other things like cleaning the house and all. How about it?"
"Then what should I think about, right? Isn't this intelligent brain a waste if it's not used," said Meta, not wanting to lose.
"Enough to think about how to satisfy your husband in bed," whispered Yoga, which managed to make Meta smile with a blush on her face. "Why are you embarrassed, Tita?"
"No, who said I was embarrassed? We used to do that before. I'm not ashamed!" She refused to accept.
"But, your face looks red. Isn't that a sign that you are embarrassed by what I said?" tease Yoga who doesn't want to lose?