Apparently, my best friend My in-laws

The Immaculate Love 111

That very night, using a private jet, William's entire family arrived in Jakarta. Directly to the Pramudya mansion. Participate in the group, Rendi and Risa.

The presence of Alarik William and his wife and son in the luxurious residence of the Pramudya extended family was greeted with great joy and happiness. Each family member hugged them with tears. All hope is embedded in each soul, so that the Alarik family can gather together in a luxurious residence like the palace.

For the happiness of the gathering of the whole family, the thoughts in the Aura Aneshka to hold a prayer together. And the event that was held solemnly and happily became the Epilogue of MY LOVE story OBSTRUCTED YOUR THRONE. Where the whole family has gathered in a very familiar kinship atmosphere. There is no more love that is blocked by the throne, there is love that is enthroned.

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That night, all had gone to their respective rooms that had been prepared to take a beautiful nap, which would escape from the fatigue, and the crushing of all heavy burdens.

And Quinsha too. He got a very beautiful room, opposite to his room in-laws—Alarik and Sherin—the woman had stripped the hijab that faithfully adorned his look, he said, and get ready to go to the bathroom to clean up before becoming a princess sleeping on a king-size bed that when you look at it, you can imagine how comfortable and soft it is.

Suddenly, the door to his room was knocked from outside. After finishing her astonishment and wondering in silence, Quinsha rushed to open the large door.

Seraut handsome face Rafasya standing before him now, with decorated smile.

“I didn't get to the room,” he said.

Quinsha frowned listening to her husband's words that she failed to understand.

“Mansion is very spacious and large, consisting of 4 floors. But surprisingly, I did not even go to the room,” said Rafardhan again with a lethargic look.

“Kok can?” now Quinsha also looks astonished.

“Iya.” Rafrdhan nodded firmly. “Said brother Aresh, I was told to share a room with you,” he said.

Quinsha, who had looked serious, started laughing. “Can-can be you,” he said and immediately turned around. Rafardhan followed him while commenting on a smile.

“So want ‘kan share a room with me?” tanyakanya. Quinsha nodded while twisting her hair high.

“Share bed too?” Rafardhan looked back at his wife with a smile.

“You know, what do I feel now?”

“Think of relief,” Quinsha says quietly. Rafardhan.

“Feeling happy,” guess Quinsha again. And Rafardhan nodded.

“Then feel ..” Quinsha was still speechless thinking of saying her next sentence. And Rafardhan immediately said, “I feel my miss to you has not been released perfectly.” The handsome man took two steps forward to erode the distance between the two. For a moment the views clashed in the shakes of the sense that could not be revealed in the word.

But Quinsha gave up, he lowered his gaze first while hidden breathing, because of the heart pounding so hard. Rafardhan immediately pulled the body of his wife in close arms. “I miss very much. That's all I felt while away from you,” he said softly. Even his voice when speaking to Quinsha as if melodious song rhythm, and melenakan kalbu.

QUinsha raised both of her hands, returning the embrace warmly. “And do you know, what I felt during our time away?”

“I'd really like to hear it.”

“I also miss very much.” Quinsha dimmed her face deeply in the chest of Rafardhan's field. Inhaling the masculine scent that emanated from there, a scent that made him unable to forget the look of the face that had stolen his heart perfectly. “I'm sick, hearing from you with another woman. But the pain can't beat the magnitude of my longing for you,” Quinsha said in a soft voice.

RAfardhan clenched his pair of eyes tightly. Quinsha's expression of honesty was as breezy as the wind blowing the scent of flowers. Cool, and fresh. Uncommanded, happiness has now colonized his soul. Occupy every taste and reign with pride. Ja. Rafardhan is very happy.

A sense of happiness which is then expressed in a form of sweet action. He broke his embrace, lifted his wife's pointy chin, looked gently at her, and lowered his head to kiss the beautiful face with all the love that enveloped his soul.

I love u.

D3s4hnya soft, with warm breath that hit the face of Quinsha, because now the position of the two is very close and without distance. Quinsha's intention was great to reply to that sentence, with a similar reply, like the taste that exists in the soul. But I don't know..why the mouth seems locked, the sound seems to go. He could only stare without pause and not stop. But in his gaze it encapsulated millions of beautiful words that could not be deciphered with a line of poetry.

And the eyes full of love that Quinsha cast against him, able to be understood perfectly by Rafardhan, until he again expressed the love in his heart towards his wife with touch and kiss. It was as if his wife's face was an immortal literary painting that he wanted to capture in every inch. Enjoyed and endlessly absorbed.

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