Forced to marry Young Miss Arogan

Interrogating Dave

Queen stared intently at the man who was still hiding the photo album behind her body. Because of the curiosity he felt so much, making it difficult to not be able to hold back again to immediately resolve his curiosity. So that he did not make a sound, he pointed his palm towards the husband.

Aditya looked down to look at the wife's hand that was already in front of him. Reflexes he shook his head, as if he wanted to reject the desire of the wife. "Please promise me, baby."

The Queen scrunched her eyebrows together, "Promise? What does he promise? Or do you want to tell me to promise not to tear a photo of the woman there?"

"Yes, because I love him so much and want to always remember him by looking at his picture. So, don't tear this woman's photo. Promise me" said Aditya, who pointed his index finger at the woman who was already flushed from her face in anger.

To be honest at this moment, he was eager to laugh out loud at the expression of anger from the wife who had been burned jealous of his words. However, with all his strength he hid it, so that he could make fun of the woman who was clearly being burned by the jealous fire that had made the beautiful face reddened with anger.

"My wife is really jealous right now, I was so happy to see her like that. It seemed like this arrogant young lady loved me so much, that she would not allow any pictures of other women by my side. How will he react when he sees that the photos on this album are photos of my childhood together with Mom? It seems like he'll be embarrassed to death. I can't wait to see her face blushing with embarrassment" Aditya muttered.

Queen reflexes got up from the bed and walked closer to the husband to immediately grab the photo album that was behind the burly body. Of course because he felt very angry at the words of the man he loved so much who said he loved another woman besides himself. Jealousy and anger have managed to make him lose his mind and also make him feel angry.

"Hurry give it to me, or I'll burn the photo album My hubbiy," hardik Queen who's trying to snatch the object in the hands of the man who's still trying to avoid it.

And both of them look equally chasing each other in the room with very opposite circumstances. On the one hand, Aditya wants to protect her photo album and on the other hand, Queen is trying her hardest to snatch the thing that is in her husband's hands.

Feeling very upset and angry, Queen who was too excited to be able to seize the photo album, making him push the body of the husband's burly body to fall on the bed. However, at the same time, her hand was pulled by Aditya, making her squeal as she fell on her husband's body.

"Aarrrgghh ...."

Aditya smiled and hugged the body of the wife who was on it, as well as her face that touched. Then he directly directed his lips to scoop up the thin pink lips.

"This is the most powerful way to make my wife's anger disappear" muttered Aditya who increasingly explored his favorite part.

Meanwhile, the Queen who was being burned with anger, was originally about to rise from the stocky body of her husband. However, it was too late, as his lips were already overpowered by the man who had begun to froth him with a kiss. The response from his brain that refused, not in tune with the response of his body that always craved every touch from the man he loved. Although she initially tried to refuse to release the pagutan from her husband, but her efforts were in vain because her body was locked and increasingly made her unable to wart.

Because there was no other way, finally he only enjoyed the kiss of a man who was getting wild because his hand had slipped into the long dress he was wearing. Until the sound of sighing escaped his lips.

Aditya smiled triumphantly because he managed to make the wife moan and sigh over his actions. Until the moment it began to run out of oxygen supply, he just released his pagutan. Then remove the remnants of his actions on their lips that were very intimate with him.

Queen who had just realized her stupidity, reflex immediately rose up sitting on the belly of her husband's sixpack. "You really are so annoying, My hubbiy! I want to see a photo of the woman on that album, not to continue the second round. You pervert," hardik Queen. Then grab a photo album that is next to the pillow of the husband.

With an intense look in his eyes, he opened the photo sheet by sheet. Even her expression looked very serious when observing the photo of a woman who was always smiling next to a small child whom she knew was her husband.

"This woman?" Staring at the man who looked like he was smiling sweetly at him.

Aditya nodded his head, as if to justify what the woman who was currently staring at him with questioning eyes. "Yes, she's my role model, honey. I grew up and became like this because of her upbringing. The woman in the photo is Mom's late."

"I never even thought that the woman who loved me so much was not my real mother, because everything she displayed was real and did not pretend. She loves me so much like her own son, she is my mother. I want you to be a wonderful mother to our children, like my mother's late."

"So ...." Queen's reflexes, awakened by her husband's work, immediately directed her hand to tickle the firm waist beneath. "Basic naughty husband. Oh, feel this! Look out for you, I'll punish you."

Aditya who was smiling, now turned into a loud laugh because he felt very anxious when the wife increasingly tickled him. "Abson, Honey. This ticklish, don't continue!" Holding his wife's hand and reversing position by making the woman's body that had been on it lie on her back on the bed and she immediately locked it by holding her legs with her knees on the left right side of that slender body.

"Did you also want to feel the pangs when I tickle you, dear?"

"Issh ... what the hell, your fault is My hubbiy, because it was deceiving me. I'm so pissed off, don't make me angry again. Why don't you tell me that this album is full of pictures of your late mother?" grimace the Queen with a grunt.

"Because I want to see you feel jealous, baby. It was an honor for me to see a young lady jealous of a poor man like me," replied Aditya who had gently rubbed a beautiful, milky-white face underneath.

"Don't go down like that, My hubbiy. I don't like it, we're all the same. There is nothing different in the eyes of Allah SWT, is that not what you have always taught me? It is only our practice that distinguishes our self-worth from our own in the eyes of God. So, don't feel inferior anymore, okay!" Queen turned her head when she heard the voice of her confidant.

"Young lady, I'm home."

Move, My hubbiy." She flicked her hand at her husband. "Dave has arrived, I have to interrogate him" said Queen, who got up from the bed after the man on her body descended.

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