Duda Casanova Stuck Love Girl Bar-bar

Simple Gift But Very Valuable

“Not stay again, Win?” There was a feeling of disappointment when Dahlia found out that the girl had refused to stay the night. However, his feelings are touched when he finds out the reason that makes Araela reluctant to stay at this mansion.

The girl was very keen on keeping her feelings fixed, on the late first wife Rewindra. It made Dahlia not bring up the matter, about the other grandchildren in the girl's womb.

“Sorry, Mom!” Rewindra represented the wife's 'sorry' request, and as a lucky man.

Unceasingly expressing his love for the girl and her presence, Araela's presence changes the man's entire life.

'Honey, you see, right? She is, truly, the perfect girl. Even though your body melts with the ground, she still treats you like a queen. Can your husband love her this deep? My affection for you is another portion, which still occupies the recesses of my heart! Your husband is too proud to have a wife like her. Please allow me to string up, a story that I will keep until we meet.'

“Do you want to be angry with us?” Rewindra voiced back by throwing a question. “Mama of course understand no, the reason my wife who refused to stay here?”

“Mom understand, Win.” Dahlia said as she nodded. Then the middle-aged woman's eyes were shocked, seeing the son-in-law falling asleep in a standing position. “Since when did he fall asleep? If you can't drive a car, use a driver to drive you!”

“Ya, Ma.” Moving a petite body in a sling makes the girl, more freely inhale the masculine aroma of tall strapping body Rewindra. “I brought him to the car first, Ma.”

Ten minutes later the man asked Rolando to follow, behind and say goodbye to his beloved mother. “After some time, I will definitely persuade him to stay here. Don't worry!”

Dahlia. “No need to force it, Win. Want to visit too, Mama was happy with the arrival of your wife. Already there, do not go home late at night.”

“Oland, go home first yes, Oma!” Rolando voiced out for, breaking the daddy and omanya debate. “Come, Dad. Mama, definitely waiting for us!”

After calling one of the drivers who would deliver them, Rewindra ordered the driver to be immediately forwarded.

“Dad, since when did Mama fall asleep? Though there are things I want to discuss with Mama.’

“Ssttt, later discuss at home. Can?” Rewindra pointed her index finger and told Rolando to shut up. “Today let your Mama sleep! To discuss relating to your birthday later can be discussed tomorrow.”

About twenty minutes passed by Rewindra's luxury car arrived in front of the simple house of his beloved wife. He ordered Rolando to go down first, while the man carried his wife into his room.

Soon he returned to the front where the car was parked and told the driver to drive them back to the mansion.

“Bring my car back in the mansion, and put it there. Tomorrow I will tell Louser to pick up my ‘!”

After giving Rewindra's order to re-enter the house and make sure, the son had changed his nightgown with his own, into the private room of his wife next door to Rolando's.

“Happy dream, Honey. I love you!” Not to forget the man put a kiss on the lips ranum, without intention of stealing because he did not want the girl to be more cold.

The early morning chanting woke the girl who was writhing uncomfortably, due to the tight turns that encircled her tiny body and she was surprised to find a plain handsome face, with a smooth snoring voice made him not stop staring at the handsome face of the beautiful.

“Are you going to love me even later, comes a threat in this series of stories?” Whispering quietly without disturbing the strong body masters.

Enjoying briefly the masculine scent that is now opium to the girl, before she does her usual duties in the morning.

Successfully escaped from the entanglement that wrapped around the girl's tiny body, looking briefly at the place where the son occupied another room.

Soon the aroma of the girl's processed cuisine was smelled, by two men who woke up from the sound of a dream.

“I'll get to the dinner table first, Dad! Sit somewhere else.”

The debate between the father of — children made Araela intervene by pulling both ears each, until the ears of two different generations of men flushed like they would be cut off.

“One more time you guys are arguing in front of the dining table, don't expect me to feed for you guys!” Araela reprimanded after both of her hands were removed from, the earlobes of each of the two men. “Now eat and spend! No more commotion, or you'll be punished more than this. Want to try?”

The girl also skipped breakfast because of a pair of debates, the father of — children made her stomach feel full.

Shortly thereafter, she decided to deliver the son without caring about the face of her husband's frown.

It was at the gate of this school that the girl delivered Rolando before, she decided to pay a visit to her own office.

“Which order is mine, Brother?”

Millo, who was busy with the files, was shocked by the girl's arrival. “Can you come to give me the news first, Ra?” said the man with a grumpy grudge. “I've set up on your desk, open it and see for yourself your order!”

Tear the rough paper that wraps up to plastered ‘lah figura with photos in it. A beautiful woman holds a red baby in her arms.

“Cantics.”

“Why be torn again, Ra?” Millo protested.

“Let me pack neatly!” Araela replied without looking at the other person. “You succeeded with your investigation, Brother?” Put the figura in the bag, by throwing a question.

“Your enemy this time is a little neat role-playing, but you have to be careful if you face him later.”

The girl, asked back. “What about the affairs that are in the kingdom there? Did you manage to find the defectors?”

Millo nodded with he flipped the question. “You so take over the kingdom of your grandfather, Ra?”

“If not taken immediately, I'm not sure if Evan has survived so far. The defectors wanted my grandfather off his throne, and I hated people so much for being obsessed by power. This reason is what makes grandfather choose me as a successor, to be the leader expected by grandfather.”

“Then what about this company, Ra?” The man did not want to be left behind by the girl, whom he considered to be a younger brother. “This company is the result of your hard work, Ra.”

“I raised your ‘ to become a director, Brother! This company problem, everything has become your control.”

“Then you yourself how?”

“I?” Ask questions while pointing at yourself.

There was a rough snort when he found out, if the girl was working on him. “Come, Ra. Don't make me curious.”

“No need to discuss what is not your domain, Brother! Now you focus on the thousands of employees who depend on your shoulders.” Araela patted Millo on the shoulder before the girl, leaving her speechless.

Soon Araela managed to leave the company without anyone knowing the girl's arrival with him bringing the son, a photo of the memory that was used as a gift on the birthday of the boy.