Stealing The Wife's First Kiss

Wiryo immediately went to the room where Hendra was getting treatment. 

The Wenceslas elder was so emotional when he heard that his grandson's car had brake dysfunction. 

Andos and his team were looking into whether this was just an accident or sabotage.

In Wiryo's mind, it was clear that the incident was sabotage. It only needed evidence to support it.

Something that made him even more emotional was his grandson's return. 

To be honest, behind this accident, Wiryo felt deep happiness. It had been five years since he bartered with Hendra (Hendra agreed to become CEO with the condition that he was given the freedom to live outside the main house). 

His grandson never came to this house unless he was being forced. 

Today, Hendra took the initiative to go home. However, the return was due to his condition, which was experiencing a disaster.

A maid hurriedly opened the door for Wiryo. The elder entered the room and found the doctor, assisted by his nurse, rubbing the bruise on Hendra's left arm. 

Hendra's hands were red and swollen.

The old man had asked if further action was needed—for example, a CT (computerized tomography) scan or MRI (magnetic resonance imaging) scan.

It turned out that the doctor had succeeded in providing the latest diagnosis. Hendra's arm had a stress fracture (a small fracture due to overwork or doing the same movements repeatedly). 

He needed a cast to reduce his left arm works, including hand support. 

Wiryo sat there, waiting for his grandson to finish receiving treatment.

"What do you want to say? Just say it." 

Yes, that was Hendra. This man didn't know how to speak correctly in front of his parents. 

Somehow, that wasn't fully his fault. 

He grew up, independently educated, and was ruthlessly approached without mercy. 

There wasn't even time to speak with feeling. 

The habit he received was how to be strong without help, including the disappearance of sweet words.

When Wiryo had not yet had time to answer Hendra's question, a guard entered the room, whispering something to Wiryo.

"If your condition has recovered, come to the D floor tomorrow. It's time for you to lead the meeting there." Wiryo gave instructions.

"I'm not you. I don't need to go there. That's not my place." Hendra replied.

"No matter how hard you avoid it, and if you want to keep the people you love alive, that place will become a part of your life." Wiryo explained.

"I grew up without love. So I am free from any threat."

"Can you come out?" Hendra asked the doctor and nurse who had finished putting the cast to go immediately. 

It wasn't good if other people heard this grandson and grandfather's conversation.

"Luckily, you're that strong." 

"But I hope you have the empathy to look after your partner." Wiryo added.

"What do you mean?"

"Lesmana's daughter."

"I warned you that she would be at stake."

"Stake?? Wait, what does Aruna have to do with today's incident? And what does Aruna have to do with the D floor??" Hendra didn't understand his grandfather's words.

"Every woman in this family is an easy target for those eyeing the President Director position."

"Your car is on sabotage. Maybe they have heard your wedding plan. Especially if they know that your future wife is Lesmana's daughter (my former best assistant). They are well aware that you are the next successor to the throne."

"They? Who are they?" Hendra asked.

"if I had known before, I won't involve you in this mission." 

The old man stood up and began to leave his grandson.

***

"Where is Miss?" Hendra was looking for Aruna. But what he found was Gayatri, standing not far from him. 

Hendra's mother always has the same expression on her face unless she was dealing with her son. 

The woman would endlessly stare at him. And Hendra hated this situation.

The son whose mother missed, indifferently turning around to ignore the situation after getting information on where Aruna tidied up and could be a place to rest.

He was very doubtful. The man was almost desperate to open the door. 

He glanced at his cellphone, showing 7:25 p.m. It wasn't bedtime. Maybe he could find his little girl busy inside.

Unfortunately, when Hendra stepped inside, he found the blanket on the bed rolled up. The man immediately retreated and slipped out.

'How can I get through this marriage if I can't even bear to watch her sleep?'

Hendra ordered people to wake Aruna up. 

When the girl was sitting on the bed, the waiter kindly invited Hendra to meet his future wife.

Aruna's face was still bruised. Even though her eyes hadn't opened yet, she was still trying to find her consciousness. 

She rubbed her eyes while occasionally yawning.

"Come on, wake up! It's time to go home." Hendra helped her to gain her consciousness.

"I'm tired, I want a little...." The girl dropped back into the bed, intending to lie down a little longer.

Hendra was shocked, trying to catch Aruna's body, a little stiff. 

The man caught Aruna with his right hand. His hand only functioned one.

He couldn't let Aruna lie down.

"You will get a second kiss from me if you don't want to wake up." Hendra pulled Aruna's body, sat her back down.

The girl was shocked by Hendra's action. The trick was absurd, getting them too close.

Hendra closely looked at her.

"Still want to sleep?"

"Or do we need a trial?" The man smiled in mischief. 

He intended to scare Aruna, who was still in a daze because she was tired and sleepy.

"This bed will be our hottest place after officially getting married. We can try it as a practice." 

Aruna's eyes widened at Hendra's words. 

He was truly shameless.

"Nope!!" Aruna roughly banged her head towards Hendra's forehead.

"Ouch... You are...!!"

"Ouch.. It hurts!!" Hendra complained, rubbing his forehead.

"This is just a warm-up. If you dare to touch me a hair tip, you will get resistance from me!" Aruna was very upset.

"Just look!! I will learn martial arts and finish you!!" Aruna flung her hair before getting out of bed.

The girl's loose hair landed on Hendra's face. The man smiled, seeing her anger.

'What kind of self-defence can protect you from me? Ah, unfortunately, I'm a good man. I won't force a woman. Even worse, I can't see her lying down.'

Aruna hurriedly went out of the room.

"Comb your hair first before going out!"

"People will think we have just wrestled if you walk out of the room with disheveled hair." 

Hendra was just uncomfortable with untidy things.

"Aargh...!!" Aruna shouted in annoyance. But, she complied with Hendra's request.

"Don't come near or I'll throw this comb at you." Hendra was getting up and moving towards Aruna.

"Who approached you?? I just wanted to tidy up the nightstand." 

The man looked at the scattered drink marks and cookies.

He sighed for a moment.

"After we get married, there will be no food in the room."

"Just looking at this I already know that you have a messy and sloppy personality."

"Uh, don't act like a know-it-all." Aruna replied

"My personality is painstaking and kind. My friends also say I am friendly and.. lousy." 

(ー _ー゛)

"But.. I don't know and wonder what I'm bad at huh...??" 

Aruna was a simple girl who was too innocent and naive.

Hendra just smiled at Aruna's words. 

The man picked up the biscuit fragments scattered on the carpet. Hendra was a perfectionist CEO, especially about neatness and cleanliness.

"Grandma has been waiting for Miss and you to have dinner."

'Huuuh I'm starving, but I will not stand to hear the euphemism figure.'

"Why are you gloomy?.. Come on!!"

The two of them walked down the hall to the main dining room.

"Hendra, are we going to eat with our back straight again??" Aruna asked.

"What kind of question is that ?! I don't understand." Hendra replied.

"Hendra, how about going out for dinner?! I'll choose a great menu for you."

"No!! Your taste is junk food!!"

Aruna nudged Hendra's body, not accepting the man's words.

"Heyy, my hand hurts."

"Oh sorry-sorry! I don't mean it."

"Hendra, did you break your hand?"

"Yes.. !! You should thank me."

"Oh, I see..."

They didn't notice that Wiryo and his secretary were watching them, Aruna-Hendra.

"Andos, you served as my grandson's adjutant from now on."

"And prepare a special team to look after that girl (Aruna)."

"Oh, yes. I heard that Surya has taken many portraits of their togetherness. Ask him to meet me and bring it. Diana will definitely need material for analysis." Wiryo added.

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