Forced to Marry a Cruel Young Master

Chapter :81

Isvara opened her eyes to adjust the sunlight coming through the window, there was a heavy burden on her back, the woman looked to the side, smiling, smiling, looking at the calm face of Gerald who was closing his eyes that pressed his shoulders as a cushion.

Smacking the husband's forehead at a glance, Isvara rubbed the man's hair until there was movement because Gerald was disturbed.

"Good morning" said Isvara.

"Morning baby's. " Gerald smiled and held his elbow as a pedestal, Isvara shifted his body slightly so that the husband felt free.

They both looked at him with a smile, then Gerald's eyes turned to Isvara's stomach which had begun to bulge.

"Morning too, papah's son." Bring the face closer to the stomach. Gerald then slightly rubbed Isvara's stomach like he was doing tos with his son.

"Where's a good morning kiss for me?" whining Isvara like a child, Gerald chuckled, then his index finger was a gesture Isvara had to bring his face closer.

Isvara then moved his face, Gerald just attacked by giving a kiss berhubi on the face of the wife, Isvara smiled closed his eyes enjoying the expression of affection of this man.

"You both need to stay healthy, take care of your health until you give birth later." Gerald always said it every morning before they did the activity.

Isvara nodded, listening obediently. "Siaaap boss." Then they both laughed.

"Want to take a shower?" bring Gerald.

Isvara. "Don't want to, you stink."

"Hhhmm, don't you want to? okay, then I'm making it." Hap! Gerald took Isvara into his arms, stood up with Isvara bridal style body, Isvara strangled her legs thrashing but undeniably she laughed at what her husband did.

"Gerald, get down, ih," he nodded, but Gerald shook his head. "Not until we get to the bathroom."

"Gerald .." Isvara's rippling scream as her husband's stoic hand tickled her waist.

"love me a kiss first" said Gerald in the end.

"okay ... " Isvara smiled then floated a lot of kisses on Gerald's face, the man smiled in satisfaction.

"Well, now let go of me." embrace the husband's neck so that his body is balanced.

"Don't want to." Gerald shook his head. "Before we take a shower together."

Isvara took a breath, then just resigned, they finally enjoyed a romantic moment together. This romanticization is always inherent every day, making their relationship even more sticky.

After finishing cleaning, Isvara sat in front of the mirror of her dressing table while drying her hair, as well as Gerald who had been wearing clothes, just messing up his shirt, just, Make his chest plastered with real fine feathers that adorn.

Gerald looked at Isvara, as if a light bulb had come out of his head, and Gerald approached to stand behind his wife, holding onto Isvara's shoulders, bringing his face closer until Isvara's head shifted, it made Isvara pout.

"What are you doing?" Isvara pursed her lips, feeling her activity was disturbed.

"Let's go for a glass" said Gerald indifferently, making Isvara's annoyance more visible, it made Gerald smile silently.

"But I'm not reading again, can you step aside a little?" removing the husband's head.

But Gerald stayed unmoved, pretending to tidy up his hair. Isvara looked at him with a squeaking look. "Gerald I'm also ngaca loh, why do you ngusain glass."

"Pff!" Gerald could no longer bear to not chuckle. "All right, I'll step aside if you call me Baby."

Whahuh? is that true? Isvara could not have spoken that call which he thought was ridiculous. "No way!" reject Isvara with pursed lips.

"Huffft, all right." Isvara breathed a rough breath. "B-baby, can you get out of the way?"

"Kok so anyway? rich is not sincere. It should be like 'Baby can you shift a little, I also want to look' in a soft tone."

A hufft! all right, Isvara can't get emotional. Luckily the husband, fortunately darling, if not already Isvara drowned in the Trench Mariana man in front of him.

"Baby, can you shift a little? I'd like to go glass too." in a soft tone, as soft as cotton candy.

Gerald smiled a little chuckled because the look of this woman is very funny, it feels like he just wanted to swallow this woman beside him.

"Good." then Gerald finally stepped aside and floated a kiss on Isvara's forehead.

Gerald began to shake his clothes, while Isvara dressed thinly to look fresh.

"Darling, we'll check in with the doctor?" ask Isvara. today is indeed a routine check-up schedule to the obstetrician, the grandmother herself who chose the obstetrician for her Makes Isvara very happy, since the news of her pregnancy has been known to the family, Isvara was like a highly pampered queen, moreover she was the one who would give the first grandchild to lord Aryaloka, and a new member to this family, making them pay more attention to her, making them more and more considerate of her, it made Isvara very happy. Surrounded by relatives and super considerate in-laws is also a husband who is on standby.

"So dong, later I will tell jasmine to handle work until lunch, so there will be nothing to disturb" said Gerald. Melati is Gerald's new assistant for the time being and his secretary at the company, though Gerald finds it very difficult to trust new people, but his problems with Samuel have given him a view.

The old cannot necessarily be loyal to you, and the new is not necessarily not good, it can even be better. So Gerald can be said to give himself a chance to be able to trust new people.

And for Melati, even though her performance was not as good as Samuel, but the young woman was competent enough to carry out her duties to make Gerald calm in giving up other tasks.

"Okay, then go to the supermarket and buy pregnant milk stock."

"Don't bother dear, if you want I can buy the supermaket for you."

"Gombal yes." Isvara.

Gerald's approaching. "Who said it was a gumbal? I mean it, anything even the rest of the world if you want it, I'll try."

Isvara smiled looking at those clear eyes. "Alright, well young master I believe."

Gerald crouched down, Isvara slightly shifted his seat, then his hand fixed the collar of his beloved husband's shirt.

"Whatever happens, I promise we'll keep the same." holding the wife's hands together.

"Me, you and our son." Swiping Isvara's stomach.

They throw each other a smile, happiness is now making Isvara unconsciously shed tears, struggle all pain seemed to have paid off by his happiness at this time.

"Hey, why are you crying?" wiping the tears at the corner of the wife's net with her thumb.

"Thank you, now that I'm really happy, hopefully what you said will come true, we'll be together, no matter what."

"Yes, whatever happens." Gerald hugged Isvara, rubbing his wife's back.

Their happiness will last, on the other hand, a woman peering at their affection in the open door.

Nela squeezed the washcloth in her hand, the intention of the heart to give a drink to Gerald she even suguhi scenery that makes her heart ache.

Now that he's more convinced, Brandon will offer to separate the two of them.

"Look, your love story will end soon."