First Love Replacement CEO

Post Ritual

Safira squirms because she feels disturbed by something. Slowly he opened his eyes. When his eyes opened perfectly, Safira found my face Darren who was now looking at him with a smile.

"Sir?" Safira. Safira is actually aware that his position is currently hugging Darren, but he chose to stay in this position, because Safira feels a little comfortable.

"Sleep again. It's still night" said Darren so gently. His hands extended into Sapphira's hair and stroked her slowly.

To be honest, Safira is confused to be grateful or sad for her marriage to Darren. Darren is not Safira's love. Even so, Safira felt that she would easily fall in love with this man.

Since the beginning of Safira already Darren is the type of man his dream. The kind of man who can protect her and love her. Viewed from a physical point of view, Darren has very much entered into the dream type Safira. Yes, although initially Safira was afraid to see the man's face.

Safira finally smiled meaningfully. Sapphira felt that this must be the fate of God. God knew Sapphira was tired of struggling on her own in life and was about to give up. Therefore, God came to Darren as her husband in this world. The man who will care for and love him. As a payment because since childhood Sapphira never got affection from a man who should be his first love, the figure of a father.

Uncontrollable, Sapphira's tears instantly decayed and began to cry as he hiccupped.

Darren who saw Safira crying like that, was immediately confused and panicked.

"Fira? You why?" ask Darren to his wife.

Safira shook his head. Darren occasionally wiped his wife's tears with a finger.

"Sad" Safira answered ambiguously.

Darren frowned confusedly. Why is his wife suddenly sad? Darren just told me to sleep.

"Why is it sad hmm?" darren asked so gently. As soft as the sound of beach waves that are usually used as a bed of people.

"Why do you want to marry me?" Instead of answering, Safira asked Darren a question.

"Of course it's because I like you" Darren said. Since the beginning, Darren has loved Safira. Even though I like the physical. Naturally, because it was their first meeting. But over time, Darren likes Safira in personality.

Sapphira who heard Darren's reply, instantly wiped away her tears. He wanted to believe the man's answer, but still hesitated. The words of men need to be examined using logic first, can not be immediately trusted.

Safira is a weak girl and it is difficult to defend herself. Unlike Dara who is quiet but has a firm character. Dara will show her dislike blatantly. Unlike Sapphira who always keeps it alone.

But that's why Darren fell in love with that woman. His fragile personality makes Darren want to protect the girl with all the strength he has. Especially after Darren knew that his wife had a bad relationship with the family. Darren became more and more convinced to give happiness to his wife.

"Surely sure?" ask Safira.

Darren nodded in response.

"Rare you sure you don't feel sorry for me?" ask Safira again.

Safira was already thinking hard looking for an answer from which point of view Darren liked it. Sapphira always thought himself a very sad and pitiful person. That's why Safira never expressed her feelings to anyone. Sapphira did not have the confidence to be able to surpass herself. The only advantage he had lay in his attractive body. But Sapphira never considered it because it had become her trauma in the past.

"This feeling of mine has been mixed into one and ended up being love," replied Darren who out of nowhere got the sepuitical words.

"Keep, you know what the father of love is!" ketus Safira but immediately smiled. He could no longer hide his happy feelings. Sapphira was increasingly convinced to cultivate this feeling into love. Because Darren is the one he should love.

"Oh, you know what?" ledek Darren's. A second later Safira shook her head funnyly while smiling. Aghh, funny my wife! Darren's mind is so full of anxiety.

The cup! One kiss landed on Safira's smooth forehead.

"Don't call me father again. I am not your father" exclaimed Darren and stroked his wife's face. What dream did Darren last night to be able to marry this girl of his.

"Keep I have to call what dong?" Safira is no longer shy with Darren. Safira was already feeling completely comfortable being near Darren. All the dark past he had felt paid off with Darren by his side.

"Call me Daddy," teased Darren with his sensual voice.

"Later Mr. Alberto the pious," kekeh Sapphira.

Darren pouted straight away. It was hard to get Safira to call him Daddy. Kan Darren also wants to be a sugar Daddy Safira.

Sapphira who was anxious to see her husband's reaction immediately gave a fleeting kiss on her husband's lips.

"By the way about Mr. Alberto .. What if later Mr. Alberto knows we are married?" ask Safira.

To be honest, Safira was worried because Darren's family did not know about this marriage. Dara whose incident is her own best friend has not known about her marriage.

"We'll have a wedding reception as soon as possible. So that the world will know that you are my legitimate wife" said Darren and gave a kiss. Replying to his wife's actions.

"Don't use that as well, sir. The important thing is that we are registered in KUA. I don't want people to accuse me of gathering with my father" Safira explained.

"Remain willing to throw a party? Once in a lifetime, Darren's seductive. There is a woman who does not like to party, her mind.

"Emm, but if you're maksa I can't refuse."

"Ehh?!" Safira thought Darren would force himself to throw the party, but why ....

Darren steals the kiss on his wife's lips. Anxious.

"The party must have been made, really," said Darren with a sweet smile.

The two talked for a long time until they both fell asleep.

*****

"Baby Girl, you don't want to wake up for breakfast?" darren whispered in Sapphira's ears that were still asleep. Now Darren is neat to use his clothes in his office.

Darren had also prepared a makeshift breakfast for the two of them to eat. Two dishes of fried rice complete with cow's eye eggs are neatly arranged on his minimalist dining table.

"Emm." Safira squirmed and sat down. He yawned so wide, unaware that Darren was watching him closely from a close distance.

"Awas entered the fly," kekeh Darren then patted his wife's head gently.

"Wake up, we have breakfast" cried Darren then walked first to the dinner table.

Safira also patted his cheeks to wake himself up. When it was felt to be fully aware, Safira also strengthened the blanket to cover the body. The shirt he wore last night was out of nowhere.

"Aww!" strangled Safira as she tried to get out of bed. His personal part feels painful.

Darren who was pouring water was immediately flushed towards the mattress and helped Sapphira who was crushed on the floor.

"Slow down" said Darren, helping Safira stand up. But Safira grimaced. Finally Darren held Safira and sat him on the edge of the bed.

"Is anyone sick?" ask Darren gently. His current position was kneeling in front of Sapphira.

Safira. "That's my pain, sir," versus spoiled Sapphira.

Darren felt a little guilty. As a result of his actions last night, his wife became in pain like this.

"Jude, you're here. I'm taking food," said Darren.

Safira held Darren's hand which was about to move. "Father eat first, I'll follow. I want to take a shower first, just get ready to go to work," Safira said.

"You just rest. Today there's no need to go to work first" Darren suggested.

Safira also according. He also still feels pain.

"I've bought you clothes for everyday, along with ********* as well," exclaimed Darren slightly mocking Safira.

Sapphira's cheeks were flushed with embarrassment. Why do I have to talk about it again?!

Darren rubbed Safira's head before going to get food. Both agreed to eat on the bed.

*****

"Angin' in the apartment again?" ask Azzam. Both are in Darren's office.

"Yes" Darren replied briefly. His eyes had been busy reading the company's financial statements for the past few months. His head was slightly dizzy from seeing the decline in company performance. In these circumstances how could he throw a party? It looks like the wedding party will be pushed back until conditions stabilize.

"I haven't been there for a long time, in the afternoon I played there, yes" cried Azzam. The apartment used to have both of them. But because Azzam preferred to stay at home, the apartment was diverted to private Darren's.

"Can't," prevent Darren without looking at him at all.

"Why? I just want to see, all want to see my old game. There's still a brother save, right?"

"Can't" Darren replied again.

"Why the hell? Scuffling doang!" persuade Azzam. He really misses the game he used to play in that apartment.

"In the apartment there is Safira," Darren replied casually.

Azzam shut his mouth in disbelief. Turns out his brother had been ....

"Why? Don't be surprised! Safira is my wife, it's only natural that we live in the same place!" darren replied a little.

Considering Sapphira once loved Azzam, inexplicably Darren became a little sensitive and taut to his sister.

Azzam who heard Darren's reply was surprised instead of playing. Wife? When is the wedding?!