
CHAPTER 30
The couple had just slept well before the morning, not because of the ritual husband and wife but both are equally alert and soluble in their minds. Moreover, Dwyne prepared to punch the God when touched just a little, the woman who indeed mastered martial arts did not hesitate to hit her husband if until God did something that was not-no.
The god who was accustomed to waking up early, first awake and his body stiffened found Dwyne sniffing, leaning his head on the chest of the Gods field, not to mention the hands of this handsome doctor perched peacefully on his wife's waist. Slowly the God kept Dwyne's head very attached, even the two objects belonging to his wife was attached tightly. God neutralizes the rhythm of his heart and the mood and mind that still wants to enjoy the touch, not he does not want but as a normal man afraid of the power to hold passion in himself. It is better for him to avoid this time until the marriage relationship improves.
This morning Doctor Dewa did not run in the morning, he used the gym facilities at the hotel the time was short only 30 minutes. As busy as any God always took the time to maintain his condition and stamina, starting exercise in the morning even though not up to 1 hour. He immediately entered the room after finishing training his muscles, seeing Dwyne still lying comfortably on the bed, then the God cleaned himself before waking his woman.
“Dwyne, darling wake up. Today your work must be done before afternoon we will go home, wake up Dwyne”, touch a little shoulder of his wife.
“Euuung, huh”, breathed a rough breath and increasingly tighten the blanket reluctant to open the eyes.
“You are so sweet, if I were allowed for sure today I would have brackets all day in room”, Inner God while smiling. “Dwyne, wakeup. Come on, am I carrying and taking you to the bathroom?”, said Dewa slightly raise his tone.
This beautiful brown-eyed lady as well as long brown hair opened her eyes slowly, her eyes widened while looking at the scene in front of her, Dewa stood only using a white towel wrapped around his waist when Dwyne sat down and looked into the blanket, “Huh, it turns out I was still dressed”, murmured can still be heard by God.
“Indeed why if you don't wear clothes?”, this seductive husband is not deterred.
“Ish, where are your clothes?, why just wear a towel?”, exclaimed Dwyne covering her body with a blanket.
“It's better to take a shower, then we have breakfast I ask for breakfast delivered to kamar”.
“You began to organize my life now”, grumbled Dwyne who got up from the bed and entered the bathroom.
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After breakfast, Dewa and Dwyne descend into the lobby to meet Assistant D and Zayn, who are waiting, the four enter the car to another plantation on the edge of town. Zayn was upset this morning he hoped to see Dwyne at the restaurant but it turned out that God did not bring his wife breakfast there but only in the room. Especially when the Gods also took part in their journey, then there was no chance for Zayn to be close to the woman of his clan.
“What number have you taken vitamin?”, ask D
“You take it easy”, Dwyne replied.
Taking a 1-hour journey, the four arrive at this vast and beautiful estate, the Gods move quickly before Zayn opens the door for his wife, This ever-friendly handsome Doctor puts a sly smile on Zayn, he really did not want Dwyne to be close to his father-in-law's personal assistant.
“Please my wife”, sweet Deity said. While Dwyne rolled her eyeballs, “Dwyne, didn't she promise to give it a chance?”, lowered her head and whispered right in Dwyne's ear.
“Iya”, grunt annoyed.
The god extended his hand and Dwyne welcomed the hand, the two interlocked walking in tandem into the plantation area, leaving the irritated Zayn and clenching both hands.
“Assistant Zayn, come”, invite Assistant D
“You go ahead”, he said coldly.
As usual the three do activities according to their respective jobsdesk, God also learned a lot from the farmers even though he did not understand Korean but a little Dwyne conveyed the core that was conveyed to her husband. The god was also increasingly amazed at his wife who was very fluent in foreign languages.
“Perfect”, murmured Dewa.
“Hah, what? You said what?”, asked Dwyne who did not clearly hear what the sentence from her husband was.
“No, just continue”, both also follow the farmer representatives around the garden.
After touring the plantation area, the four have now arrived at the airport, the private plane pilot said his young lady. “Huh, tired”, Dwyne advances her lips.
The God Reflex rattled his wife's hair just as Zayn walked past the couple, the God also glanced sharply back at Zayn's gaze. “I won't take off Dwyne, she's just mine”, press God in her heart.
“DEWA”, exclaimed Dwyne is uncomfortable because her hair is now messy, “You know the cost of my hair care is expensive God, huh”, Dwyne turned away from the warm gaze of her husband.
Not upset or hurt, for God one way to make the atmosphere is not quiet by pranking his wife who is easily provoked by emotions. “Then your husband has to work hard to meet all the needs of his wife, thank you for encouraging”, the Lord further develops a smile on his cheek.
“Ish, without a husband I was able to fulfill all my wishes”, replied Dwyne haughtily.
“True?”, God deliberately leaned his body.
“IYA RIGHT, YOU BACK OFF. Behind you there's still no room to get here”, blow Dwyne, because her husband is so flirtatious.
“What if I'm close to my wife?, no problem right?”
“You are absolutely outrageous Dewa”, Dwyne runs out of words to answer her husband, it does not hurt a husband close to his wife.
“Surely she was like this on Dayana”, Dwyne's inner back pin if her husband is a teaser.
“Dwyne”, call God deliberately tease.
“Stop the God, you are noisy”, more and more thoughtless to her husband when Dwyne always ketus and demeaning the husband but God is still trying to get attention without ever thinking of giving up a little.
“I can stop making noises but can't stop fighting to have you, will never”, he whispered in Dwyne's ear until the owner bristled him.
Dwyne just stared silently at her husband, with her lips slightly open giving a sensual impression to the man in front of her, if only God was not good at self-control surely he immediately put his lips together.
“What kind of god is this also your attitude towards other women?, Dayana? You are too close just a senior and junior”, inner Dwyne does not trust her husband.
“Is there anything you want to say, Dwyne?”, God asked without rewinding his position. Enjoying up close the beauty of the wife and her scent is so opium for the Gods.
“Not”, this woman was as unmoving as ever, staring at the handsome face of the God who had filled her days, giving a new color in every step of her foot.
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