Conqueror of the Casanova

I'm Tired

...Happy Reading's...

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It was already night time, the atmosphere outside was already dark. Currently Diandra was sitting pensively in front of the window.

The sound of the car stopping in front of the house, did not interfere with the comfort he was enjoying.

Diandra simply turned her glance towards the door, then returned looking far out the window.

The threat from Jonas this morning, it was very disturbing his heart and mind. Until, the cold-hearted woman felt anxiety.

Gio who had just stopped his car in front of Diandra's house, stared at the simple house in front of him.

His mind was on the owner of the house who was his own wife. Whether this time he should be happy or angry at the woman, he did not know.

On the one hand, he felt happy, when he realized that Diandra had paid attention to him, also worried about him.

However, the stubbornness of the woman also felt too long to test her patience. Especially with his behavior that does not share his problems with him.

Of course it all makes him feel angry, as well as worried about his wife. He was afraid that Diandra would do something reckless, if he continued to be depressed by Jonas.

Take a deep breath and exhale slowly, while opening the car door and out of the four-wheeled vehicle.

What else do I have to do to soften your heart, Dian? inner Gio.

The man continued to step inside, he spread his gaze through every room that existed.

However, he did not find Diandra's whereabouts there. Even so, Gio already knew that his wife was inside the house.

Diandra's body was slightly tensed, hearing the sound of the door slowly opening, footsteps that she already knew for sure who the owner was slowly approaching.

Gio stood in front of the door, his eyes fixed on the figure of a beautiful woman, who was pensive in front of the window.

Slowly he approached and walked up to the woman, with mixed feelings.

Diandra felt his heart grow more erratic as the footsteps behind him drew closer.

"Night, baby. Sorry today I came home a little late," Gio said like a subordinate who was reporting to his superiors.

"I don't care, you don't have to do that" coldly replied Diandra.

Gio smiled looking at Diandra's face from behind, even though he was getting used to Diandra's attitude.

However, his heart still felt pain, when he received his wife's cold treatment.

"I'm just telling you. Yes, I took a bath first," said Gio, as if he had not heard the words of Diandra.

The woman did not answer her husband's words, she just kept looking out, with her eyes slightly shaking.

A while later Gio went outside from the bathroom, as usual he only used a towel on the bottom, until the body was clearly visible in view of the eyes.

However, none of that was of interest to Diandra. The woman who had been sitting on the bed and preparing for the sleep, turned her gaze, avoiding Gio's body.

Diandara quietly closed her eyes, enjoying the oozing masculine scent, as Gio passed by.

Gio smiled faintly, looking at the attitude of Diandra who had always been on the lookout for him. Even though they have been together long enough. However, his wife still looks reluctant to see him in such circumstances.

"Why do you always avoid me? Embarrassed?" gio asked casually, while starting to choose clothes for him to wear.

"No! Why am I ashamed of you?" Diandra shook his head quickly.

"really? Then look at me now," challenge Gio.

"I'm not a woman who is not ashamed, as you usually date," said Diandra.

"Yes, okay. You are different, so you can make me fall in love" Gio nodded, confirming his wife's words.

The change of clothes is over, now Gio is preparing to lie down next to his wife. Slowly she uncovers the blanket and goes back inside.

Diandra reflexively shifted her body, away from Gio's body. However, Gi swiftly wrapped his hand around his wife's stomach, stopping Diandra's movement.

"Ngapain, you?" diandra asked, trying to release Gio's hand on the side belly.

"Can you shut up for a while, I'm so tired" said Gio, as he sucked his face on Diandra's shoulder.

Diandra fell silent rigidly, she was completely unfamiliar with this kind of position, being with a man.

His heart could not bear when he heard the soft and pleading voice of Gio, he finally chose to be silent and let Gio by his will.

"Do you ever feel stupid, until it feels like you can't do anything to make up for the stupidity you once did?" lirih Gio's.

Diandra turned his face, looking at Gio who was still seen closing his eyes on his shoulder.

"You know, I once made a mistake that was so fatal that I couldn't forget it until now" Gio spoke again.

Diandra was now silent with eyes staring at the ceiling of her room, trying to be a good listener to the man beside her.

"The incident even still leaves pain and wounds that have never healed to this day."

Diandra squinted her eyes, she began to feel pity with every word that was said from Gio.

"Now what I'm going through and all your attitudes, I take it as punishment for all my mistakes first."

"Maybe you are destined to wake me up for all my mistakes."

Diandra turned back towards Gio's face, as she heard the man's voice grow louder.

"You know? I love you so much–"

Is he sleeping? inner Diandra, as soon as Gio no longer spoke.

One of Diandra's hands had been raised because he wanted to move Gio's hand. However, the murmur that came out of Gio's mouth later, restrained his intentions.

"Don't leave me." Gio hugged Diandra tighter.

He finally lowered his hand again, took a deep breath and threw it away slowly. Trying to dampen the heart rate as if going through.

God, how am I supposed to sleep like this? inner Diandra complained of frustration.

The woman tried to close her eyes, even though her mind was completely unsettled. Various questions due to curiosity about Gio's past are now starting to appear.

What exactly was the mistake he made? Did he have any injuries in his past?

Diandra stared in Gio's calm face, the longer he looked, the more handsome the man's face looked.

The calm aura that came out when Gio was sleeping, was very different from his demeaned and rancid manner when he was awake.

Without realizing Diandra's lips seemed interested, to form a thin environment upwards. The woman spread her head and finally fell asleep, in the arms of her husband.

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