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The Immaculate Love 95

“Mas, you don't want to go to Jakarta?”

It was Sherin's umpteenth question, counting from about ten days ago, when Aura reported that William Pramudya had a stroke and is now being treated at Pramudya mansion, where he is now, Sherin always asks her husband the same thing.

If each question had only been answered with a brief slit by Alarik, but now the man looked carefully at his wife for quite a while, before a single sentence was uttered from his lips. “Do you have no other questions, besides my wife?”

“Do you have no other answer, every time I ask you this, Mas?” Sherin asked back.

“Yes, I have no other answer, other than, no.” Alarik then landed his face in Sherin's stomach which now began to appear bloated. Amused by her husband, Sherin moved here and there and broke away and was about to leave.

“Where are you, baby?”

“Ke kitchen. Tomorrow, I'm gonna ask you the same thing again. Hopefully your answer has changed,” said Sherin and immediately bring his body to get out of the room.

“You want to ask me how many times, my answer will remain the same,” Alarik said that made Sherin stop step and turn around to look at her husband.

“Until when, Mas?”

ALarik. “Maybe for forever,” he replied later.

“Can I submit a quote?”

“Sherin dear, this is a decision, not a buying and selling process in the traditional market. So, no bargaining.” Alarik pulled the tip of his wife's nose and mengoel-noel with affection.

“Listen to my offer, Mas. Who knows you're interested.”

“Ok, what?”

“Your decision must have changed, no later than until our son can speak, and has begun to ask how his father and mother. Where are the grandparents on the part of his father and mother. Because I don't want to give false information to my son. I don't want to lie to him about the truth either. And if I'm to be honest, I don't want him to have any negative thoughts about his father, or his grandfather. I want to give him a sense of comfort in the family. That family, is the first paradise,”, said Sherin at length.

Alarik was silent, silent for quite a while. It seemed as if Sherin's words were beginning to knock on his innermost soul. But to come to Jakarta and visit William who is currently, lying between life and death, Alarik also did not want to at all. Not because he wanted to disavow, if in him the blood flowed William. But the haughty old man who has the status of his father, according to Alarik deserved to reap the results of his arrogance so far.

William's fall on the condition of severe stroke now, after the company adi-Pramudya Corp— succeeded in acquisition by his own grandson—Damaresh William— with all the intelligence he had. And what William is going through right now, that's the price he deserves. According to Alaric. So that he still flinch over the long speech of Sherin, even though it has pinched his heart the deepest.

“Alright, before our child gets to that phase, hopefully my answer has changed,” break up Alarik later.

“Ah, just this, the gift you gave?” Alarik looked at Sherin looking unsatisfied.

“Then, what do you want?”

ALarik smiled and immediately lifted his wife's body onto the bed. The next activity of the two of them does not need to be explained through writing, just imagined in the mind. Everyone must have understood.

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In the escort of several large high-statured bodyguards, Damaresh fulfills the desire of his wife who wants to take a walk in the biggest maal in the capital. Although the look of a flat face faithfully accompanied, and although there was no smile that emanated on that face from earlier, but Damaresh looks patient to follow the will of the wife who invited him to and fro, but, look around for desired items and do not end up being purchased.

Aura, currently in a very sensitive phase and easy to cry (it happened before he will be two bodies again. Read: My Love is Blocked to your Throne) All her desires, if not obeyed will end in a drama of tears without stopping. The aura that is not actually a spoiled figure is now also very spoiled goddess level and even so likes to trouble the husband with unusual desires, or outside his habits.

As of right now, a walk to the mall just to look around was not an Aura custom at all. But the Damaresh man who was in love died to his wife, he just enjoyed all this. For him, obeying his wife's will is a mandatory thing that does not need to be bargained again.

“Rafasya!” suddenly Aura's attention was turned on a young man who was walking in haste with a beautiful woman. Two people were controlling their steps. And there are some media crew who are running around chasing to get the news.

“Iya, the Rafasya,” murmured Aura.

“Who is dear?”

“That's Aresh! That's Rafasya!” point Aura at the few people who have gone that far.

“Whose safes?” aresh asked with a deep frown. He did not like to see his wife look in such a way at a handsome man other than himself who looks consistent. Smile not smile, the good looks of Damaresh still radiate.

Instead of answering her husband's questions, Aura rushed after the man she believed to be Rafardhan. Inevitably, Aresh followed. “Arra, don't mess around, you're going after a guy I don't know. Who is he?”

“Aresh, that's your cousin. He's his son om Al.”

“What?” Damaresh stopped running in shock, but soon ordered his guards to chase after the man. While his hand immediately blocked the hand of his wife who still wanted to run chasing. “Wait here, Arra. He himself will meet us.”