Conqueror of the Casanova

Home sweet home

...Happy Reading's...

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The day passed by just like that, Gio's condition slowly recovered. As long as Gio was sick, Diandra did not go to the hotel at all, she chose to do everything from home, and let Romi take over her job at the hotel.

Resisting boredom to take care of her husband. Also upset because it is always the material of Gio's ignorance.

Yes, it was very tiring for the first three days. However, the longer he felt used to Gio's spoiled and powerful actions when he was with him.

For ten days Diandra had been confined to Gio's house, she was not even allowed to return home, for various reasons made by her husband.

"I have to go home, to pick up the things that will be brought to Bandung," said Diandra, when they had just finished breakfast together.

He had asked permission to be allowed to go home to Gio since yesterday afternoon, when Romi said that he had to go to Bandung to put the first stone, as a sign that development would begin.

Initially, Romi will leave alone, considering the condition of Gio who is still recovering. However, Diandra refused, he wanted to see for himself the construction of his new hotel.

It was also approved by Gio. Gio even offered to accompany him.

Diandra initially refused, he was still a little worried about the condition of Gio's head which he said was still often sick.

However, Diandra finally chose to budge, as Gio continued to insist on coming with her.

"Let Randi take it, you, just tell me what you want to bring," replied Gio, staring at Randi who was still busy with her breakfast.

Diandra looked at Randi, then clucked slowly.

"I want to take it myself," urged Diandra, with a face that did not like.

"What do you want to take, hem?" gio asked, he turned his gaze to Diandra.

"I want to take it myself, whether you agree or not" said Diandra, standing up and walking to her room to pick up her bag.

Gio immediately followed his wife and blocked her hand.

"Yes, I'm taking you," Gio broke up.

Diandra smiled thinly.

"Well, that's dong," he said satisfied.

During Gio's illness, the two grow closer, even like two friends. Diandra is hard-headed and indifferent, while Gio always seeks attention from his rancid and seductive attitude, also patient in facing his wife.

The two look complementary, with their respective shortcomings and advantages. There is no husband and wife relationship, they just enjoy every progress in the relationship, without wanting to force each other.

Diandra continued her steps towards the room, followed by Gio beside her. The man just shook his head slowly, looking at his wife's behavior that could always make him anxious with his stubbornness.

My wife is different, there is a behavior that makes me anxious, inner Gio.

A while later both of them were ready to pick up some of the Diandra's needs at his house.

Gio opened the car door for Diandra first, then walked around and sat in the steering chair.

While Randi looks more busy, considering tomorrow he must join Gio to Bandung. To accompany his boss, as well as take care of the work there. The man was gone when Diandra and Gio went out of the room.

"After Bandung, how about we go to Jakarta?" ask Gio while driving the car.

Diandra turned his head quickly, he was not at all ready to meet with all of Gio's extended family.

"But–" Diandra stared doubtfully at her husband's face.

"Why, hem? Mamah Sama Gita must be very happy if you want to be invited there," said Gio glanced at the face of his wife who looked not too happy as before.

"I'm not ready, if I have to meet your other family," answered Diandra honestly.

"There are my brother and nephews, there is nothing else you have to see but them" said Gio, trying to melt Diandra's heart.

Diandra seemed to take a deep breath and then exhaled slowly, the frown on her forehead seemed deep, a sign that she was thinking hard.

Gio smile. "My grandfather and grandmother from Papah, have died. If they are from Mamah, they live outside the city" replied Gio.

"Look, my family's not bad." Gio added, while shuffling his wife's hair.

Seeing Diandra getting softer and willing to give in to him, made Gio always unable to resist the anxiety.

"Ck, don't hold it," said Diandra while allowing her slightly tangled hair.

"Where? you, will you go to Jakarta?" ask Gio again.

Diandra seemed to think, she was really not ready with all this.

"Where will I be, I'm still confused" replied Diandra.

Gio nodded. "Okay, then we will talk later if the business in Bandung is finished."

"Heem," nods Diandra agreeing to her husband's proposal.

Arriving at Diandra's house, the woman got straight out of the car and walked quickly inside. In front of the house, Yaya's site was cleaning the yard.

"Morning, Yaya," said Diandra, as she walked inside.

"Morning, Dian Tea, Mr. Gio," replied Yaya.

Diandra immediately threw herself on the sofa of the living room, she missed the house that she had lived in for three years.

"Home sweet home!" she said, closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and released it slowly.

Her lips appeared curved upwards, a smile that was very rarely seen from Diandra's cold face.

Gio joined in smiling to see Diandra who looked happy to be able to return to her home.

"It seems like a really good thing, who can go home," said Gio while sitting next to Diandra.

"Honey, I'm so lost in this house" replied Diandra, still comfortably lying next to her husband.

"Why is my home the same?" ask Gio.

Diandra got up and sat cross-legged, next to Gio.

"Your house is good, there is also Bi Jui who does everything, while accompanying me. But, still I prefer it at home alone," Diandra replied.

"Even though the house is simple, but, here I feel more free and comfortable," he continued, circulating his gaze at every corner of the house that does not change at all.

Unlike the house of Gio which is crowded by his men. Diandra's house feels lonely because it is only those who live there.

Accustomed to solitude, Diandra is more comfortable like this, rather than having to live with a lot of people.

Gio nodded faintly, he also took a look at the entire room of the house where he lived after marrying Diandra.

"How about we stay here tonight?!" diandra said with great enthusiasm.

He changed the word 'me' to 'we' considering Gio would definitely not agree if he did not invite her.

Gio looked at Diandra's hopeful face. "Do you really want to stay here?"

Diandra nodded straight.

"Yes already, tomorrow we leave from here," broke up Gio who immediately made a smile on Diandra's face.

"But, all this is not free, yes" continued Gio, making Diandra again look at her husband full of questions.

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Togetherness can slowly grow affection without realizing it.

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