Forced Marriage Contract

Forced Marriage Contract
CHAPTER 25



"The towel." Shouted Kaizer from inside the bathroom.


"Ish," a little grumbling.


Not asking for a towel, the story must be different.


"Have a habit."


"Can't grumble baby, not good. He said he wanted to be his baby,"


Wilona let out a long sigh, indeed cooperation in every household relationship is very important, mutually relieve each other's emotions and egos.


But, not only that it's not. It would be much more colorful if there was a little life around him, the sound of crying, talking, laughing and complaining.


Kaizer who had just finished his bath looked at his wife.


"Why?"


Only the trunks are getting.


Kaizer sat beside Wilona and hugged Wilona's waist.


"What's wrong?" he looked at Wilona softly. "Tell me if there's something that's stuck in your mind, baby."


"Kai, if one day you meet the perfect woman. Will you choose him and leave me?"


Kaizer was surprised, what happened to his wife. Suddenly talk digress, ngaco like this.


"Darling, why are you saying weird. Are you still angry about what happened yesterday?"


"No, it's just that the more I get here the less I deserve you Kai!" wistful.


Kaizer rubbed Wilona's hair.


"Although there are bandai in the sea, you are still I defend. Not another one just arrived."


That calm feeling appeared slowly radiating towards the deepest recesses of his heart.


"Please pay attention when putting the towel, baby." Wilona pointed at the towel that Kaizer had just used and placed it in any place.


"Please sort it out, yes" is so cute.


Wilona was upset with Kaizer's behavior, just look for a moment not just towels but dirty clothes in the bathroom must be placed in any place. Just patiently facing a husband like Kaizer.


Wilona chose one of her clothes that would fit on Kaizer's body.


"Nih wear it." give it to him.


Kaizer squinted his forehead.


"Darling, why are you telling me to wear these clothes?" staring did not like the clothes that were still perched on his arm.


Kaizer is on holiday today, although not going to the office he will do some of his business from home, the wife is in a bad mood for nothing and does not intend to neglect work with personal affairs, his body was still a little uneasy because of the recurrence of his stomach.


"Want to see you wear it!" answer's indifferent.


"YES ... HA ... HA ..., look how cute she is when wearing a negligee, it feels impatient waiting for her to wear a birthday dress, must be very beautiful.' Staring Kaizer.


Kaizer fell silent while squeezing the end of the negligee.


"It's visible, don't hold it high." Ledek Wilona before her laughter broke.


Kaizer was annoyed by him, only this time he got a punishment to wear clothes like this.


"Have ... been ... Just take it off, I feel so sorry for my husband," as he poked Kaizer's chin.


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...Maher Mahir Main Residence...


"How is the information ?" Maher asks one of his confidants to investigate Wilona in its entirety.


There is nothing strange even mediocre, Wilona is not from a family of being. Only children who live on the street while looking for food here and there with the sale of tissues and other goods, besides that he is also a messenger for people's orders.


After gaining clarity from the person Maher was silent for a while.


"Certain third Arga literature what does it have to do with the girl?"


"There's no old!" the answer is less than satisfied according to Maher.


BRAGS


Maher clenched his hand.


'If it's true that girl is of Arga literature, just look. The descendants of bajinga* and jalan* must be removed immediately, cuih .. I would not have the descendants of a traitor.'


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"Have I been forgiven?"


Boost. "Not yet!"


"Well on, please baby. I honestly don't like the way you've been to me." Protest.


And immediately get a sharp look Wilona.


"With me too, I don't like having a husband who willingly hugs his body but doesn't refuse" crossed his arms.


"Who said I don't like it."


"Don't like ko not pushed, the name is shy cat," sebal.


Kaizer who was on leave did not so, dizzy with the talk of his wife who was getting longer turned out to be possessive and talk that is not-no.


"Where are you going?" slightly raised his voice.


"Work, the dizziness that shouts at you!" honestly, there will be a hot conversation.


"Be careful." Wilona waved her hand.


"Yes, I'm leaving first yeah," grabbed Wilona's face and kissed her whole face.


This activity has become a new routine Kaizer and Wilona, already accustomed.


"Dear." Reverse body.


"Yes, what's wrong?" feeling strange with Kaizer's attitude that likes to change like the weather.


"Later if there are people you don't know, be careful dear. I don't want my wife who I love the most and love why-why, remember .. bring some people that I've prepared for you and take care of you while you're on the road, now it's the season for people looking for ways for money." Reminds.


"Yes, you should remember too. If there's ductile feathers are destroyed immediately, "happy.


"For sure, there's a paper shredder, I'll put it in there later."


After taking off Kaizer was indeed in his heart something stuck, but what?


"I think I should be even more vigilant."


Women's hearts and minds are always sensitive and on target, but if he reminds and speaks, he considers it even making it up.


Wilona patted her eel, today there is an important need where she invests in the property and the famous clothing store in the city.


"Haduh .. can be critical if it gets too late, the best investors get together late." Wilona cleaned herself up immediately.


While in the car.


"Snake fast yes, want to be late there," the destination is already known by the driver.


It's been years that the driver who delivered Wilona is still the same, Isman's name.


On the road without any suspected serious problems, there are people in accidents and cause congestion.


"I have to do this, it doesn't matter if I'm late. But ..." worried and confused.


It flashed across his mind to have one of his men deliver to the destination using a motorcycle.


"Please, you lead me down this road."


"Ready young lady," without a doubt Wilona was wearing a helmet.


She was born as a simple girl, using the latest motorcycle this year is an unforgettable experience.


'I am happy even though in a simple way for me to be very happy, I used to always dream of being able to use the latest motorcycle output every year in this country, but whatever the power, I live alone and a piece of kara. Being able to eat twice a day is very grateful," Wilona unceasingly gave thanks.


The bodyguard who drove the two-wheeled vehicle was fascinated to see the beauty of his young lady, calm, natural and beautiful.