Ceo Galak That's My Husband Candidate

#96 Marriage book

Luna's forehead wrinkled. It was as if he was thinking of something that was bothering his brain.

His eyes were fixed on the small drawer under the cupboard, his hands moved quickly to open the drawer and he got a bottle of medicine as well as a photo of a woman, and the woman in the photo was a clara.

Instead of getting something to prove their relationship, Luna instead finds a photo of her rival in the drawer.

Luna gently rubbed her face that looked very frustrated, closed her eyes and raised her head while moving her neck to stretch the muscles around her neck area to feel more comfortable.

As well as maintaining the position of his head continuously towards the sky sky.

When he opened his eyes, he found a black rectangular box looking from the bottom.

Luna immediately grabbed a short chair to help support her when she was about to take the box over the cupboard.

On the other hand, Barack opened the door of the room with a slowly max heart wants to see the state of luna whether it is asleep or still awake, but he instead smiled amusedly while leaning his body to the side in the door goal when he saw Luna was struggling to reach the box on the cupboard.

He was worried that Luna could take it, but seeing the position of his hand that could not reach the box barack felt relieved.

Because of his short body even tiptoes, the fingertips of Luna's hand were unable to reach the box.

The nerves of the thumb and the soles of the feet luna cramp up to make his body flash panting and fall towards the back.

Barack moved swiftly to catch the body of the luna before it could fall onto the fur carpet on the floor of the room.

Luna's breath panted. He was afraid of falling down to cover his face with his two hands but when he knew there was a complete body, slowly opened his face slowly.

Barack smiled at the look on Luna's face.

"What a smile smile" said Luna ferociously.

"Funny yeah!" he added while rounding his eyes towards barack.

Barack did not budge he preferred to be quiet and enjoy closeness with his wife.

"Down me!" luna said later. He kept fighting for barack to lower himself.

"Ouch" luna moaned in pain feeling her legs cramp again because they continue to move.

Barack turned his gaze toward the right leg of the luna he was holding.

Barack moved his feet closer to the bed to put the body of luna to sit on the lip of the bed.

Barack kneeled to grab onto luna's cramped leg.

"Don't!" he said with doubt.

Barack nailed his hand before he could touch Luna's leg.

"Why? it hurt??" barack asked while watching Luna's face.

He pulled his hand back.

"Mm" luna nodded slowly.

"You will touch my feet" said Luna flatly.

Barack chuckled lightly.

"Don't touch your feet, you're asking me to prostrate to receive me back even I will" barack's voice sounded heavy this time.

Luna gulped with great difficulty, knowing that she had meant so much to the life of the man in front of her and that he was now beginning to touch her feet, small massages help relax leg muscles that have cramps.

Luna hissed softly as barack precisely massaged the affected part of her leg.

Cowering squeezing his knees held the pain that spread up to his thighs.

"illness?" barack asked with great concern.

"Mm" luna nodded slowly. His eyes began to sweep the face of barack when barack again massaged the feet of luna with more heart so as not to make luna in pain again.

The look of Luna's eyes nailed to the lips of barack, which now looks like the wound has changed color to slightly blackened.

Luna's hand moved to grab the face of the barack in front of her, while her thumb rubbed gently the wound on the lips of the man who claimed to be her husband.

Barack fell silent, in his hands tightly.

"Sorry you are useless" said Barack gently, smiling sweetly at Luna.

Luna's forehead wrinkled, as if she didn't feel familiar with barack's words just now.

"Did I ever apologize to you?" said later.

"Mm" barack shook his head. She led Luna's hand towards her lips and kissed her palm gently.

"I am the one who often apologizes to you, because I hurt you often"

Barack's breath felt warm in the palm of luna's hand, but when he wanted to kiss her palm again luna had already pulled her hand back. Instantly barack looked towards the luna whose face began to grim, barack followed where the direction of the view of luna if sorted then what he was seeing was a fur carpet where medicine and photos lay there.

Luna's eyes stared intently at the photo, quickly pulling her hand back.

He got out of bed walking a little limp past barack to take the photo.

"You said we're married?, , but you still keep this photo of this woman!!" said Luna fiercely while directing the photo towards barack.

Barack seemed surprised because he himself did not remember if he still kept a photo of clara in the drawer.

"I also did not find a piece of my shirt in your closet!!, , then how can I believe that we are married"

Barack rubbed his face rough.

"Luna" said barack gently as he grabbed onto Luna's shoulder to calm her down.

"I'm sorry about the photo, but I also don't know if it's still in the drawer" Barack said calmly he himself also tried to control his rumbling chest which is now starting to heat up.

"You want to see proof that we're married, right?" he said softly.

Barack opened a hidden drawer covered by his work coat that hung inside his closet. He took the marriage license and gave it to Luna.

A few days ago Barack had to go home to his apartment to store his valuables there.

He had to leave the luna at the hospital for a few hours to keep all his important files.

Luna stared fixedly at the small book that was now in her hands, opened slowly and nailed her face when she saw the photo of herself and barack on the page of the book.

His eyes turned to watch over the barack who was looking at him.

"Then why"

"After marriage we've never lived here, so where there might be your clothes in this apartment" barack cut out luna's words as if he could read her thoughts.

Luna was silent, her mouth was silent her eyes now turned towards the box above the cupboard that had not been taken earlier.

Barack looked pale as Luna looked back at the black box.

Forcing him to swallow with great difficulty

"That's my work file" he said later.

Hearing Barack's words, Luna undoes her intention to take the box.

Luna still did not fully believe in all this but looking at the marriage book seemed to break the ugly thoughts of luna to her best friend and the man standing in front of her.

Barack grabbed Luna's hand and landed a gentle kiss on the back of her hand.

"I'm not forcing you to remember everything, but can you not reject me?" barack sounded very frustrated.

"I'm not sure" for a moment, Luna stopped talking as if she was reassuring herself.

"I"

Barack's two hands slipped into the luna's waist and coiled there. Pulling the body of luna to get closer to his body, his eyes looked down at the chest of luna, his blood rustling when he saw the hemisphere that made him have to control himself firmly.

Luna was embarrassed when her eyes met with barack's eyes, what else after knowing barack looking towards her chest that was wide open as if it was granted to be enjoyed by the barracks.