Hello Mas Cops
75. Go to Korea

It has been two days both couples were in Japan, Satria who was sensitive to the mood changes his wife who was bored with the atmosphere here, but Firda never bid anything on him.

"Boyle!" Satria's whisper ended with a brief kiss on Firda's forehead.

"For Mas!" Firda answered with a smile.

"What is hmm?" Satria asked as she hugged Firda's body from behind.

"I'm making hot tea for you! The weather is cold, this tea is perfect for body warmers!" Said Firda.

"Why should I use tea? Just put your body on it!" Reply Satria.

"Mas is still morning don't pervert!" Tegur Firda was upset, maybe her husband continued to pervert every time after all night he was given rations.

"What's wrong with hmm?" Ask Satria astonished.

"Easy! It's hot tea!" Firda turned his body towards Satria and handed him a glass of warm tea and was received directly by Satria.

"Thank you honey!"

Cup

Satria kissed Firda's lips briefly and immediately passed from the pantry to the hotel's living room with a glass of tea made by his wife.

"Awhss…!" Firda grimaced quite loudly when his hand was accidentally hit by a hot electronic thermos.

Satria heard his wife's grimacing voice.

"What's the hmm?" Ask Satria to panic.

Satria immediately grabbed Firda's hand and there was red on the back of her hand.

"You're hurt!" Said Satria who directly carried Firda ala bridal style towards the middle room.

Satria sits Firda's body slowly on a long sofa, he also immediately looks for P3K drugs, fortunately in his hotel room has been provided complete drugs.

Satria immediately sat down beside Firda and grabbed Firda's hand, she began to apply a special ointment to the back of Firda's arm by blowing it so that his wife did not feel pain.

"Is this sick?" Satria asked with an indecipherable look on her face.

"A little bit!" Answer Firda honestly.

"The wound doesn't have to use plaster! It's gonna get worse!" Firda simply nodded and brought his hand for him to blow himself up. However, Satria again grabbed his wife's hand.

"Let me!" Said Satria while blowing the wound back earlier.

"Ten minutes we'll be out of here!"

"Where?" Ask Firda curiously.

"We're going to ginseng country!" Reply Satria.

"Australia?" Ask Firda in disbelief.

"Hm!" Satria muttered that he was still focusing on blowing his wife's wounds.

"Well! I can't wait!" Firda spirit.

"We'll have breakfast on a private jet! Are you very hungry?"

"No! Just a little!"

"I'll have Juan buy me breakfast now!" Satria immediately grabbed the flat object that was on the table.

"No need! I'm not hungry!" Said Firda intercepting the hand of Satria who was about to press the call button.

But Satria immediately pressed the call button on Juan right then and there.

"We're leaving now! My wife will have breakfast on the plane!" Satria immediately turned off his phone without listening to the answer from there.

"Why does ten minutes feel like a minute?" Firda muttered in wonder.

"I haven't packed anything yesterday!"

"Not to be taken again! We'll buy clothes there!"

"My handsome husband! You bought some clothes yesterday and there's something I haven't worn at all, it's so redundant!"

"There will be a special officer who will take care of it!" said Satria who immediately brought the two phones on the table and put in his Hoodie pocket.

He also directly carried Firda ala bridal style and immediately walked out of his room unit.

"Mas! My hands are hurting, not my feet! I can still walk!" Firda said whining in embarrassment of being in the public spotlight as they exited the room.

Now the two are relaxing while looking at the clouds from the plane window, more precisely Firda here who relaxes, his feet slid forward while eating was fed by the hands of the satria directly without using a spoon.

"Eat again!" Tegur Satria when he saw his wife who did not open her mouth because she was busy photographing bright clouds outside.

Firda immediately grinned and only nodded after that just received a bribe from Satria.

"Mas! I'll eat kimchi there! I'm curious about the taste of real kimchi from the place!"

"Hm!" Satria murmured as the answer.

"Mas! The roast chicken is plentiful, don't just feed it!" firda grumbled again upon receiving Suan Satria.

"Yes baffles!" Answer Satria briefly.

"Excuse me sir!" Said Juan approaching Satria and Firda.

' C'mon sir! You are now like a father who feeds his son! ' Inner Juan while holding back his laughter.

"What's wrong?" Satria asked without taking her eyes off the plate in her hand.

"Master! There's a client who insisted on meeting you this week!" Juan.

"You can't just clean up something like that?" Satria asked in annoyance.

"Master! The client threatens to do everything possible to meet you!" Answer Juan.

"Remove contract work with him then!" Satria said with annoyance.

"No Mas! Just meet him! We still have plenty of time to go on this honeymoon!"

Satria looked at his wife fixedly, there was an implied sense of unwillingness in Satria's heart if his wife succumbed like that.

"I'll give you a decision on landing!"

"Okay sir! And I want to tell you that what you want has happened!"

"Hm! Go now!"

"Okay, my lord, excuse me!" Juan said he resigned.

"Darling! I won't see them until our schedule is over!" Said Satria while preparing the rice to her mouth.

"Mas!" Call Firda while stroking Satria's jaw gently making the empress close her eyes enjoying her wife's gentle touch.

"We can still go for a walk next time, right? Your job is more important!" Say soft Firda.

"They're just flies who want to lick baby! They don't matter, you're more important to me!" Resolute Satria.

"If I'm more important to you, then follow me!" Satria again silent to hear the words of Firda, he did not want the moment he had arranged for himself and his wife did not walk everything.

"All right!" Said Satria relented, he was sure surely his wife would force him continue until he wanted to.

CUPS…

Firda kissed Satria's lips briefly to make her husband smile, and sure enough Satria even Manarik waist Firda to get closer to him, he immediately kissed Firda's lips long.

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Anita tore the paper she had just received at this time, the letter came from the police who stated that she was expelled and had officially not been part of the state service anymore.

"DANG…!" Anita directly scrambled the glass table in her hotel room until it broke into pieces.

"Satria darling! You really are!" Hissing Anita with a hunting breath, her hands clenched tightly to display the veins in her hands.

"WOMAN J*LANG! JUST LOOK AT ME I'M GONNA DESTROY YOU!"

"Miss!" Call the bodyguard frantically to hear the screams of the miss.

"I want to go home! PREPARE MY FLIGHT SCHEDULE RIGHT NOW!" Said Anita in a tone that suddenly rose an octave.

"Yes!" Said the bodyguard who immediately resigned because of fear of Anita's anger.

"I was in vain to come to France! Satria is not here!" Anita murmured with her still mounting anger.

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