Conqueror of the Casanova

Conqueror of the Casanova
Morning Together



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That afternoon, a girl was seen sitting alone with a middle-aged man in a famous restaurant.


They seemed to be talking quite seriously, so that no one could disturb the two.


"Dad, if it was me who was the barrier of blessing, for Diana and Hary. So I introduced a man who wanted to marry me. What, Dad, want to marry Diana and Hary?" ask Diandra.


"Diandra, you know very well, that Father's reason is not just that. After all, what about your matchmaking with the granddaughter of her friend grandpa? What should I tell your grandmother later" Eros said.


"But, Dad. Actually–" Diandra seemed hesitant to continue his words.


"What's up, Dian? Are you also willing to go against Dad because of your twin sister?" Eros had already clenched his hands, restraining his emotions.


Diandra squeezed her hand, trying to brace herself to say what she had to say.


"Dad, I love that man," said Diandra with a face bowed deeply.


"What?! You also denied Father's orders! You two–" Eros pointed at Diandra's face with anger.


Diandra slightly raised her head, she felt fear for Eros anger. However, he decided to help his brother.


"Dad, this matchmaking has not been very long, after all the people who want to be betrothed to me also do not necessarily want to marry me," said Diandra.


"I'm sure that, Dad, you know the guy for sure, Dad, you'll agree too" Diandra said.


"But, Dian. This marriage even happened before you were born. It involves someone who has died" Eros said.


The middle-aged man looked silent for a while, then looked back at the face of the eldest child.


"Who is that man?" ask Eros later.


Diandra squeezed his hand back even harder. Trying to relieve the nervousness that increasingly bothers him.


"D–dia ... Eric, Dad," said Diandra, lowering her head.


"Eric's? Is it true what you heard this? Since when are you guys in touch?" ask Eros.


He certainly knows very well who Eric is, he is the only son of his mending friend.


Diandra and Diana even grew up together with Eric. Where maybe he could ban a relationship that could further tighten back, a friendship that has been a little tenuous since the death of Eric's father.


"I–it, Dad. Eric and I have liked each other for a long time. But, we just revealed it recently," replied Diandra nervously.


Eros looks confused to hear the statement of Diandra, on the one hand she does not know how to face her own mother, while on the other hand, on the other hand, she does not know how to face her own mother, he also can't go back to adding the estrangement of friendship between himself and Eric's family.


"Give Dad time, I'll try to talk about this with your grandmother first" Eros said later.


The smile on Diandra's face was finally seen, hearing the decision given by the father.


"But, this cannot change the decision about Diana, Dad still does not approve of their relationship" continued Eros.


Diandra looked at the surprised face of the father. He said all this because he wanted to help his sister to get her blessing. However, now all that is back can not be achieved.


"But, Yah–" Diandra was about to return to persuade her father.


"Nothing but, Diandra. Your relationship with Diana is different. So don't try to equalize it!" sharp Eros, then stood up and stepped away from Diandra later.


Diandra took a tired breath, then threw it away violently. His eyes followed the footsteps of the father who kept away from him, until it slowly disappeared from his sight.


"How's this? Father still refused to approve Diana," murmured Diandra frustratedly.


Diandra's sleep was disturbed, as a glint of sunlight pierced through the curtains and hit her face. Slowly, he tried to open his eyes.


Diandra turned her face away, looking for a more shady atmosphere, before opening her eyes. His heart felt a little awkward, when the typical masculine scent of Gio's body still smelled so strong.


The sight of Gio's resolute jaw was immediately visible, as soon as Diandra opened her eyes. The female reflex instantly distanced her face that was just below Gio's chin.


However, Gio's hands were faster and again caught his wife's waist. The man could no longer hold a grin on his lips, when he saw Diandra's annoyed face.


"Why? Shame that I'm still here, and we're in a position like this?" ask Gio.


Diandra stared intently at her husband's face, her hand she used to press Gio's chest, so as not to get too attached to him.


However, it was unlucky for Diandra who could instead feel every beat of her husband's heart through his palm.


The smooth wrinkle on Diandra's forehead was visible as she felt Gio's heartbeat rhythmically with her heart thump.


There was a distinct sense within him when he realized something that puzzled him.


What's the matter? Why do our heartbeats feel similar? Or do all humans have the same heartbeat? batin Diandra asked questions.


Unknowingly, Diandra immediately released her hand, until finally her body jolted into Gio's chest.


Diandra's face displayed a tinge of red, her consciousness still recovering, now felt straight back into hundred percent mode.


His eyes widened with increasingly uncontrollable heartbeats.


Jesus, what the fuck? diandra's inner growls.


You look adorable when you're embarrassed and nervous, Dian. Akh, if I could enjoy your face like this every time, Gio's inner.


The man smilingly looked at Diandra's grumpy face, he knew that his wife was still innocent when it came to contact with the opposite sex.


"Who said I was embarrassed!" diandra said with a face changed judes.


Damnit damnit! Why be nervous anyway? diandra grouse in the heart.


"Let go, you perverted male!" Diandra pushed back Gio's chest quite hard.


"No, I'm comfortable like this," Gio replied, instead tightening his embrace.


Diandra grew increasingly upset when she heard the answer from her husband. She immediately thought quickly, looking for a way to escape the trap of her husband.


He smiled inwardly as he got to a way that might work to get Gio to let go. Even if he has to endure the embarrassment later.


The hand that was on Gio's chest, was now starting to pick up a bit of meat that was there. Diandra then, turned it around with a little energy.


"Armgh!" Gio growled feeling the pain in his chest.


He also reflexively released his hand which was on his wife's waist.


Diandra also took advantage of the opportunity to break away from Gio. She immediately got up and got out of bed, trying to get away from her husband's reach.


"Racaine!" said Satisfied Diandra slightly meledek Gio.


The woman immediately went to the bathroom, before Gio managed to recapture her.


Gio held the chest that was confirmed to be red now, due to the Diandra pinch which was quite painful.


The man looked at Diandra who finally disappeared behind the bathroom door. His smile rose as he imagined the happy face of Diandra, when he was teasing her.


I'm willing to continue being your comfort clown, baby. As long as you keep smiling like that.


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