Daddy's Choice Husband

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In the room, a woman was falling asleep. Before long, the woman woke up because the worms in her stomach were thrashing to be filled.

When the woman sat down, she looked around the room. Not this room that he occupied earlier, because it was no stranger to the place. She thought, This must be her husband's job.

"Due ... Sleep, gini is so!" the girl grumbled while hitting her head.

Without realizing it, there was a man staring at him. Funny, and adorable in his opinion. Who else if not Attar, the husband of the woman who is now sitting on a mattress.

"Ehem." Deheman from someone averted a Syiera gaze. Attar chuckled as his wife looked at him sharply. Attar approached him, then sat down beside him.

Suddenly ... Shiera hit the chest of her husband's field, she was so upset with his laxity. Unbeknownst to her, her husband moved her body.

"Great pencil, anyway," he cetusus while pursing his pink lips. Original without lipstick, and it makes the husband want to devour it.

When Attar was about to kiss her, Shiera first covered her mouth with her hands. Close it so that the husband can't kiss her.

"No ... No ... No!" He held his index finger to the left and to the right. It's good to play sosor, in this world nothing is free, boss. Her thought.

"Why?" attar asked when his wife wouldn't kiss him. Isn't it okay all this time, then why not now? Is his wife still angry?

"Come, honey ... Don't punish me. Do what you want to do, as long as not this one," he said, touching his wife's lips.

"Really? Anything?"

Attar also nodded.

"Ambilin eat, I want to eat here. Keep making mango juice."

Quickly, Attar immediately saluted, like a police officer who respected his superiors.

"Give me some spirit first" Pinta Attar.

Cup

A kiss landed on his lips, Attar was more excited by what his wife was doing. Had she not promised herself that if Shiera returned her love, she would have made Shiera the happiest woman on earth.

After getting a kiss from his wife, Attar went straight to the kitchen exactly to the dining room. Bi Ani had already prepared food for them, then, Attar took the food and placed it on the plate. Not to forget he made mango juice for his wife, according to her order.

"Mr ... What again? Here let Bibi do it," said bi Ani who had just arrived, with a bucket filled with wet clothes, it looks like bi Ani was about to dry clothes.

"It's not necessary, Bi. It's done" he said, pouring juice into a glass. "Auntie just continue with Auntie's work" he continued.

This is what makes bi Ani feel at home working here. Attar was so good to her, Attar already considered bi Ani like a brother. You could say, bi Ani was like her mother. Bi Ani continued her work.

Finished making the juice, Attar returned to the room. With a plate and a glass containing the juice he brought.

"Honey ... It's." Attar put the plate and glass on the nightstand. Hearing the splashing of water from the bathroom, Attar thought his wife might be there.

While waiting for the wife to finish bathing, Attar headed for the balcony. Inhaling the fresh air there, before long, his phone rang. Attar lifted it.

"What's up, Malik?"

"Boss ..." His voice rang in Attar's ears.

"What's wrong? What's going on?"

"He's running, boss. Sorry, I was careless" Malik explained.

Attar sighed. Before Malik said it, Attar had guessed. How else would you like? Attar was just resigned. But he had to be careful, fearing that Juan would attack his wife again.

Fragrant shampoo airing in his kiss, maybe Syiera who just finished bathing. And that made Attar even more fond of his wife, his reflection reminded him of the first time they did something that became opium to him.

Attar let go of his wife's embrace, then stared fixedly at the face.

He smiled at his wife, his wife did not lose to reply. They hugged each other in a different position than before.

Not strong enough to hold the hunger, Syiera also invited her husband to come inside.

"I've laper, come in yuk?" bring him.

Attar nodded in response.

Spoiled, Syiera asked her husband to feed her, greedily finishing all her food. Not to forget, Attar gave her mango juice. Shiera really made him happy.

"Thank you, baby," said Shiera.

"Is there anything else you want? Massage, maybe?" Looks like Attar's in mode. He offered his wife a plus-plus massage. Diving while drinking water, when else can it be like this? Her thought.

Unsuspecting, Shiera nodded. Polo ... Or indeed he felt stiff in every car. Gently Attar massaged him, his mind was already staring away at something, while smiling to himself.

"Honey ... It's good not to massage me?"

Not hearing or the response of the wife, Attar momentarily stopped his massage. Seen by him, Syiera fell asleep again, and it made him upset, was going to be delicious. Uh ... The owner slept.

Attar could only sigh. "Just getting up, I'm even sleeping again anyway" Attar said while looking at his wife's face, a soft snoring was heard. It shows that the Shiera are so sound.

Unable to do anything, he lay down beside his wife. The holiday period runs out with a fall in the room without doing anything.

Until night comes.

The day changed Sunday passed, not feeling the time so fast. It is time for the Aleta holiday, which will visit Indonesia.

"Honey, wake ... We are misfortune" said Attar, shaking his wife's body. "We'll pick up Aleta today" he continued.

Hearing Aleta's name, Syiera immediately woke up. So surprised he immediately ran to the bathroom, he did not want to be late to pick up his sister-in-law.

As fast as lightning, Syiera had finished bathing. Attar just shook his head, seeing Syiera so enthusiastic.

"Quick shower! We will be late" said Shiera. Attar had not released his pandagan to his wife.

"Lighten up a little, we won't be late." After saying that, Attar went to take a shower.

They were in the car, on their way to the airport. It seems that Shiera seems nervous, because Aleta once misunderstood him.

"What if Aleta's still mad at me" said Shiera.

Attar fused his eyebrows together. "Why angry?"

"Didn't she also misunderstand me, until your sister reciprocated my treatment of you" Shiera explained.

"No! She won't be angry, Aleta isn't the vindictive type." Attar tried to convince his wife.

Arriving at the airport.

"Sir ...?" call someone to Shiera.

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