Arogan's Wife Belongs to a Doctor

Chapter 113 - The Older the More Like

CHAPTER 113

“God see”, Dwyne pissed out of the bathroom using only a towel that covered a few centi of her thighs. He pointed at the top of which were many signs of love from God. Realizing that her husband was laughing, Dwyne chased after God with a pillow, wanting this woman to beat him up.

“Dwyne, no problem right?”, the voice of God accompanied by laughter.

“Certainly problem”, Dwyne lowered her body limp, and pouted at her husband who was still laughing anxiously. “My dress how?”, Dwyne could only sigh at the dress she had ordered from far away the previous day.

“The cup is the problem, I think you don't like”, God breezed in the bathroom without guilt. During the body wash, the God only smiled happily considering the short play of the two who were so hot during the day.

The god who came out of the bathroom was quite jolted to see Dwyne who had appeared perfect like a Goddess. All the reddish marks on the upper chest were perfectly covered, curious, the God approached and the ignorant poked his wife's chin.

“Ish God, don't start again. I've been neat, quickly put on t-shirt”, exclaimed Dwyne breathed a rough breath.

This couple down to join the rest of the family, not least Dayana who stiffly smiled at God and Dwyne. Although there was still a hue of dislike from Dwyne but he realized Dayana no longer tried to approach God, her cousin brother even disappeared, just vanished. Only occasionally attend big family events, not too chatty as before.

“Hi... Dwyne, how are you?”, asked Dayana who was just a stale base.

“Baik”, Dwyne smiled, tightly embracing the arms of the Gods. Getting a reply smile and kiss at the temple makes Dwyne happy not to play.

The lunch that was at the heart of Denver's birthday party is over, and now Dariel and her cousins are karaokeing in the living room. The atmosphere is getting warmer with the increasingly funny Denver babble.

Dwyne was always by her husband's side, never the slightest bit away, she was deeply attached inseparable. The smiling God rubbed the back of his wife's hand, channeling a deepening love towards her beautiful woman.

“So when do we give Denver a sister? Don't take too long baby, I'm getting old”, whispered the Lord.

“The older I like”, the more Dwyne teases her eyes, until the clutch of God's hands on her hips is felt.

Family members who saw a couple sitting together, talking whispering to each other and not paying attention to their cousin's dance, got happy smiles from the parents. Especially Papa Ray and Mama Nayla, so happy to see her son and daughter-in-law.

Denver's birthday show, no guests at her age. All the uncles were childish, scrambling microphones to sing and pushing each other between Dariel, Stefan, Steve, Bobby and Brady.

“What's wrong with you?”, exclaimed papa Adam who is the father of Stefan and Steve.

“Relax this uncle one of the ways we get closer when we gather”, said Bobby.

Seeing Baby Denver getting sleepy, Dewa and Dwyne bring her little son into the room. Good and not fussy, it only takes 5 minutes for Denver to fall asleep in sleep.

While the God grabbed Dwyne's arm, until it approached and stuck to her midwife's chest. The god hugged even very tightly, as if his wife was about to leave.

“Hey, God. Apart from what is wrong with you?”, Dwyne just pretends not to understand from her husband's attitude that wants something.

“Darling, come on don't be like this”, the face of God has descended immersed in a niche of white necks and fragrant candlesticks.

“Honey..”, quickly God flipped his wife's body, grabbing the wiggle-lined hand kissing both backs of Dwyne's hands. He is deeply and devoted to his true love which he is deeply grateful for.

Dwyne forcibly pulled her hand from the Lord's grip, then draped it on her husband's neck and tiptoed. Uniting her lips with the husband, it was clear that the God was shocked beyond measure. His wife is most able to stir feelings that are not easy to guess, sometimes angry or tease him first.

The height that is not too much different greatly makes it easier for Dwyne to reach her husband's lips, the originally soft pagutan turned increasingly wild and demanding. Both of them had been burned by the atmosphere created this afternoon, no matter what the people waiting in the living room were. For the Gods and Dwyne the world only belonged to two, maybe the others only rented this world.

“Dewa”, the sound of Dwyne's hunting breath sounds wonderful by the Gods, “God I love you now and forever”, Dwyne's smile is so sweet, resume her pagutan lip.

Without removing the pagutan, Dewa took his wife to the side of the bed, carrying a koala style. Never can God turn away from Dwyne, how he struggles through the rainstorm in a row for the love of an arrogant woman.

“You are only mine Dwyne”, whispered the Lord getting hotter.

“God never leave me. Me and Denver need mu”, Dwyne fused her forehead and kissed the top of her husband's nose.

“Of course dear”, the God smiled, lay his woman down gently as if afraid of being scratched and broken. “I want you Dwyne Juliette Bradley”, God's hand is ready to open the dress that adheres beautifully wrapped the body under the confinement.

Tok.

“Dwyne? You guys still inside? Quickly come out, we all wait”, Dariel's beacon sounds small but very disturbing to Dewa and Dwyne.

Finally, God helped his wife get up and tidied up a slightly tangled dress as a result of both. “Why papa is not quick to match Dariel”, lamented the God who failed to channel his desires this afternoon, desperately he endured a headache and something congested down there.

“Because Dariel can't be mature yet, maybe. Papa wants Dariel to focus on managing and developing the hotel first”, explained Dwyne felt sorry for her husband who looks uncomfortable,.

“Darling me.... You go down first, I have the need of dulue”, God walked quickly in the bathroom accompanied by a small laugh by Dwyne.

“Sorry dear, all this is not my wish”, Dwyne opened the door and it turns out Dariel is still faithfully waiting at the door. “Hah you are, why not go” immediately, ketus Dwyne.

“Which I might have to make sure you guys get out of the room and don't make out when there are a lot of guests. Outrageous of you is Dwyne, now where is sister-in-law?”, Dariel dizzyukan looking for the figure of a sister-in-law that makes her twin sister bend the knee.

“Ish no good peeking so, you're not polite Dariel”, Dwyne pushed his sister's head that poked into the room.

“Sister-in-law, hurry up. You're okay, aren't you?”, cried Dariel.

“Oh my goodness Dariel”, pulled Dariel's ear to get his head out.

“Aw pain Dwyne”.

The god who was in the bathroom sighed, distracted by the voices of the two people who were mutual.

...TBC...