Conqueror of the Casanova

Persian cat

...Happy Reading's...

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Fifteen minutes passed, Gio and Randi finally got into the car, causing Diandra and Ana to distract him.

"We're going home now?" gio asked, glancing back to see his wife's pretty face.

Diandra nodded while glancing back at her husband's gaze. A second later, however, she widened her eyes when she realized that her husband's face was full of wounds.

"Your faces?" Diandra turned to Randi whose condition was not much different from Gio's.

"Ck, you have to take responsibility for making my face look like this, baby," said spoiled Gio, he even grimaced like he was holding back pain.

Randi glances at Gio who always turns into a spoiled and cute Persian cat, when he meets Diandra. Gio's assistant then rolled his eyeballs, while starting to drive the car.

He did not complain about the wounds on his face. You're a attention-seeking handyman! batin Randi throbs up.

All this time Gio is a man who always looks tough, just bruised and broken on the lips due to a short fight like that, will not make him complain like now.

Indeed, Randi did not think, why Gio could turn into a Persian cat who only asked to be pampered by Diandra, every time he was near his wife.

"Yes, I'll make it to the villa to heal your wounds" replied Diandra who immediately got a bright smile on Gio.

While Rani just smiled, looking at Gio who looked different while talking to Diandra. The man he had doubted his kindness, now looks very fond of his twin brother.

A few moments later the car driven by Randi, has arrived at the villa. There were also some cars Gio's men who had returned first, after completing their mission.

Gio got down first, then opened the car door for his wife, while Diandra preferred to finish Rani who looked still weak, due to the effects of stimulants in his body. Fortunately, Gio had already prepared the antidote that he had left in his guard.

Bi Minah who heard the sound of Gio's car, immediately walked forward to welcome the arrival of her master. Mang Aan who was accompanying Andra played, also took the boy to the front porch.

"Ante!" call Andra while running towards Diandra.

"Ante, how long is he going home? I'm waiting," said the boy who was standing in front of Diandra and Ana.

Diandra smiled then crouched down in front of Andra, she rubbed the child's cheeks.

"Andra, wait aunty?" ask Diandra.

Ana crouched down next to Diandra, her eyes glazed over, looking at the child who had been separated from her for two years.

Andra gave a funny nod, making Diandra chuckle. The woman then looked at her twin sister, who seemed to be holding back her tears.

"Andra, this is Aunt's sister, her name is Ana." Diandra tries to introduce Ana to Andra.

Andra smiled as she turned her eyes to Ana, her eyes flashing funny as if she was looking at the faces of the two women before her who turned out to be similar.

"Well, Ante, same?" said Andra while pointing at the faces of Diandra and Ana.

Diandra chuckled, as did Ana, although tears seemed to be dripping down her cheeks.

Ana looked smiling, then shook her head faintly. "Engga. Aunty's eyes, just a flickering," Ana replied, covering up her scent.

Mang Aan and Bi Minah who saw it all seemed to shed tears, considering how hard Ana struggles to meet her child.

At first Ana did not even dare to hope they would give the name chosen by her to her son. However, hearing Diandra call the boy by the name of Andra, made her feel very grateful.

Her son's name still uses the name she gave him when she just gave birth. He used to be confused when looking for a name, because he had not thought about it, until finally separated from Hary.

However, at that time he also remembered his twin brother, until finally he gave his son Andra's name, which came from the name Diandra.

Gio who saw all that, approached his wife, and crouched down in front of Andra.

"Hi, handsome. Introduce, I'm her husband Tente Diandra, call me Uncle Gio," Gio said as he extended his hand.

Andra looked cravings as if she was observing the face of an adult male in front of her. The two-year-old boy looks to see Diandra first before receiving Gio's hand.

"Hello, Uncle Gio. I'm Andla" Andra replied, smiling cheerfully.

Gio smiled then carried Andra easily.

"Let's go in first, then we talk again inside," said Gio, then began to step first in front of Diandra and Ana.

Randi followed from behind, he was quite surprised when Gio wanted to get closer to a small child. Though usually in a very lazy relationship with small children, except his own nephew.

Arriving inside Andra again taken over by Mang Aan, while Ana escorted Bi Minah to clean up in the guest room. Diandra, Gio, and Randi enter their rooms.

Moments later Diandra appears to be busy treating the wounds on Gio's body. With all the spoiled drama her husband made.

"Ssh, slow down, dear," Gio groaned as Diandra treated the broken end of her lips.

"It's been slow. You hold it a little" replied Diandra, bending her back, to see more clearly her husband's face lying on her lap.

However, Gio's name is not if it can not make Diandra continue to exhale rough, and try to resist emotions, because of his ignorant and potent behavior.

Patience Diandra, it is like this if you have a husband whose behavior is like a child, inner Diandra.

After being treated, Gio now closed his eyes, as if preparing to sleep, in the most comfortable place. What else if not Diandra's thigh as his pillow.

Diandra gently rubbed Gio's hair that looked straight with the condition still slightly moist. He did not reject even the slightest of Gio's mannerisms. He knew that at this moment Gio must be feeling very tired, after several days of struggling to solve Ana's problem.

For the time being Diandra allowed Gio to rest. Although actually since then she has been holding back hunger, considering herself who has not eaten since morning, due to being too anxious for her husband.

Moments later, the couple actually fell asleep while the position was still the same. Diandra seemed to sit down while resting her head on the back of the sofa, while Gio lay with Diandra's thigh as a pillow, his face facing Diandra's stomach, his hands continued to hug his wife's waist.

It seems like their action today is quite tiring, so both Gio and Diandra alike, need a break rather than filling the stomach that has been rumbling since.

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