CEO Turn Beloved Mother Doctor

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The night continued, and the bride and groom stood before the invited guests, and some journalists were allowed inside to spread their wedding news. The event only starts at seven o'clock, until ten o'clock.

Juwita smiled as Mr. Damar came to her side, along with Mr. Reymond. Mr. Damar wants to take a photo with his best friend who just a few hours ago back to make up. They capture the moment together with the bride and groom. Grandpa Rio, mister Omer and mistress Mona went upstairs to take a photo. Finally everyone took pictures, with Madam Iwa and Andi joining in.

Mr. Reymond shifted a bit, in order to make room for Madame Mona to be closer to the bride. "Thank you" said Madame Mona smiling.

"Same," replied Mr. Reymond returning the smile of Madame Mona. But Mr. Reymond deliberately shifted to be close to his son and ex-wife, who are currently sitting in a wheelchair. It seems that Madame Iwa did not notice it, even so that Mr. Reymond stood behind Madame Iwa and beside Andi.

Akram and Vania just sighed, their minds asked somehow why their mother did not come, they also wanted to like the others, but seeing Juwita who kept smiling made them feel happiness. They know that even today Juwita continues to smile, but surely sadness still envelops her heart, since last year from the event until the evening party, did not see a small stick of the nose of Madam Weni.

Likewise with Juwita even though she continues to smile, and is always congratulated by invited guests, a simple but lively event. But still his little heart felt empty, the presence of the mother. Her only biological parents did not come on her happy day. Justin is a stranger who always gives him and fulfills everything. Even until now, Juwita continued to circulate her gaze with a smile on her lips.

"Let's just relax mama here, you're not alone," Madame Mona whispered those words into Juwita's ears, making Juwita smile and look at Madam Mona with a full heart. Juwita's tears dripped making Madame Mona kiss the top of Juwita's head. Brayen who realized it immediately asked the wedding organizer to give him a tissue.

"Hust baby, baby..." Brayen kissed Juwita's eyes, and Damar's master, who saw this, immediately approached Juwita, gently rubbing her back. Both of Juwita's half-sisters can also feel Juwita's sadness. Mr. Reymond felt guilty, why did he not force Ms. Weni to come with him. At least Juwita will feel a little relieved. It was fortunate that the invited guests were already dwindling, so they were not too much of a spectacle for people.

The event was over, and all the guests were home, including Mr. Reymond and Ms. Iwa. Mr. Damar was also about to return to their residence, but Juwita stopped him. "Pa..." Mr. Damar turned his body while smiling towards Juwita.

"Papa's son is married now, so a good wife yes," master Damar gently rubbed Juwita's head, Juwita nodded her head with a smile, but her tears still fell. "Why cry hm?"

"Pa, mama didn't come? Though Reymond had come," Juwita lowered her head, not wanting her tears to be seen again. Vania immediately hugs Juwita to win her over.

"Om Reymond is divorced from your mother" said Mr. Damar, further hurt Juwita's heart. Juwita was curious as bad as his mother, so he was able to widow up to twice the period of half a month.

"Why reward?" Juwita asked in a hoarse voice, it felt like her heart was really broken, her own biological mother did not come on her wedding day, and divorced again on her happy day.

"Tomorrow, papa, you must rest" said Mr. Damar, making Juwita shake his head.

"Later Wita thought pa," Juwita stared pleading with Mr. Damar. Mr. Damar rubbed Juwita's head gently, then kissed her gently.

"Brayen.." mister Damar called Brayen to approach them. "You don't feel sad."

"Yes pah" said Juwita nodded surely. Brayen came to them, gently rubbing his wife's back.

"Your mama chose her lover, so om Reymond divorced her," said Mr. Damar briefly densely and clearly. Both Juwita, Arham, and Vania were shocked. They didn't expect something like this to happen. It is beyond their predictions. "Honey we go home first, Brayen you please calm Wita."

"Yes pah," Brayen nodded hugging his wife's shoulder to kiss his temple. Brayen glanced around still quite crowded with the maids cleaning the place. "Let's go baby."

Juwita only nodded at her husband's words, Juwita followed Brayen's steps towards their room. "Dear grieving may be but do not be late, it may be a way for your mother to get her true happiness, and we pray that your mother make her choice this time as a last resort."

"Prophe bro.my wife is sad, if I haven't beaten her up since," Brayen patted something there, then sat her ass on the bedside, and sat her ass, put his head on the bed. Brayen closed his eyes involuntarily falling asleep with a tender.

Juwita came out with a smile, then approached and gently rubbed her husband's face. It was obvious that her husband was exhausted, but her clothes had to be replaced. "Brayen woke up. if you want to sleep shower first gih," Juwita patted Brayen's cheek.

"Hm..." Brayen opened his eyes slowly, asking looking at his wife's wet face, with damp hair, his wife's body seemed to be wearing only a bathrobe. It seems his wife just washed his hair. 'Sexy' one word that describes Juwita's current face in Brayen's eyes. Brayen immediately kissed Juwita's lips and straightened his body. Brayen looked at his wife's sweet-smiling face towards him. "I love you."

"I love you too, but you need to take a shower," (i love you too, but you have to take a shower) Brayen chuckled as soon as he got out of bed and walked into the bathroom.

Juwita just shook her head, smiling and immediately walked to the closet to wear her nightgown. Juwita smiled when she saw her reflection in the mirror.

Cteks.

The bathroom door opened, revealing Brayen who had just finished bathing, and was wearing only a small towel that covered the lower waist up to the top of the knee. Juwita became nervous himself when he saw the bread torn very perfect, like in a perfect sculpture.

Brayen was no less surprised, when he saw his wife's clothes were really open, black clothes with more precise in can not be called clothes, he said, because in all directions the wind can enter and make us into the wind. The color red contrasts with the color of Juwita's skin white like milk. Brayen even gulped his saliva many times.

"Honey.." said Brayen immediately walked towards Juwita, while opening the towel he was wearing.

Juwita rounded her face when her husband*the*la*njang bi*lat walked towards her. Not yet had Juwita's brain digested him, Brayen had pulled Juwita into his arms.

"It's a pity that if it's just the two of you, you wear it often" Brayen began to kiss Juwita's neck, and swiped something down there. "Darling we continued that one afternoon."

Without waiting for an answer from Juwita, Brayen me*lu*mat Lip Juwita and passed Juwita's frilly evening dress. Brayen pulled Juwita's leg to the bottom of her waist, and demanded Juwita to go to bed. With ignorant Juwita grasping Brayen's property, Brayen immediately stabbed Juwita's twin hills.

"Agh.." the two moaned when Brayen's property had just entered for the second time.

"Lovely, agh... Juwita, am I handsome?" Brayen looked at Juwita's closed face.

"Hm.." juwita was only able to answer so, Juwita wrangled Brayen's waist with her legs, until hers was pressed deeper.

"Hm... Agh..." Brayen could not explain it with words, the pulse in there continued to squeeze him and invite him to fly to nirvana. "Agh.. - wit..."

Brayen fell over Juwita by hugging Juwita's waist, biting Juwita's shoulder into a spell. Brayen continued to shrink his wife's neck and began to infiltrate the sensitive area.

"Emmmmm... Brayen's..." Juwita moaned when Brayen again stiffened in there. "Honey to go again," Brayen immediately overcame Juwita, and began his activities again.

Brayen this time really did the horse race to the finish many times. Brayen gasps down on Juwita as his hand continues on the twin hills of Juwita.