From My Husband

Chapter 7 Roses and Bees

As the evening gets late into the dark. Grace had been wearing European-style white pajamas with long, over-stretched arms and on her chest slightly exposed. So that it displays two mounds of harmony mountain.

Perfume with the fragrance of her husband's favorite roses has been sprayed perfectly in the intimate parts that excite. Grace was already preparing to go through the hot night with him.

At the same time Darwys was feeding his future wife dinner.

"Mas, you'll sleep here, huh? Follow me," whine Sarah. With the twinkle of his eyes that glow like a bright star when highlighted by a sleeping lamp that makes his skin more natural sparkle.

"Tonight, I can't. You slept with Nela first yeah ... I have an appointment with Grace," Darwys said a little.

"Npus ... But, that Mas Darwys is actually my most efficacious cure. Sleep here .. please," Sarah put on a face with a glaring eye

" Yes, I'll talk to Grace to cancel the appointment. " Darwys put his dinner plate on the nightstand.

His phone that had been vibrating saw the name of the contact of his wife who called. It's not good that Darwys took the call in front of Sarah. However, he must maintain the feelings of his future wife.

Moment before.

At dinner last Nela overheard a conversation between the Madam and her Master. He also tells Sarah about Grace's plan to have the baby.

"Hmmmm it can't be like that, however it should be that having a child first is me" grumbled Sarah's assistant.

"Whatever way I should fail their plan," with a sly smile Sarah began to devise a strategy.

Darwys, who was washing his hands in the sink, was thinking about how to turn down his wife's request for the night. 'Grace will definitely understand the condition of his future sister' Darwys thought.

"Sarah is beautiful and will meet Grace for a while. Later mas here again to accompany you to sleep," said Darwys.

"Mas don't have to see Grace enough to tell Tia to deliver a message of mas only"

"Mas has promised. If you don't talk in person, Grace will be angry"

'clean still he was worried about the peyot's grandmother' in Sarah's heart scolding Grace.

"Mas afraid Grace's sister is angry?? The head of the household is Mas Darwys, do not be afraid. If I were Sister Grace I would allow Mas to accompany a sick person" Sarah rolled her eyes.

"Hmmm.really too. Nela, please get Tia here."

"Good sir."

Tia opened the door slowly looking down to ask her needs in the room.

"Tia please tell Grace that I can't sleep in the main room. Tell him not to wait for me"

"Reason sir? the madam must have asked the reason why master did not sleep in the master room," Tia still lowered her head.

"The reason is that you can see for yourself. Sarah's still sick she needs extra care" Darwys snapped.

"Good sir." Tia left the room.

Tia told Grace about Darwys breaking her promise. Grace devises a plan to make Darwys leave the village girl. He didn't run out of sense to get Darwys back completely. Grace decided to post a photo of herself still wearing European-style pajamas on her Instagram page. Pose sits legs bent sideways while hugging a blanket covering her mountain steps, sexy style but looks elegant like a professional pajama or bedcover sales model. Written caption

Without seeing the contents of the comments that began to storm his post, Grace planned to start acting.

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At 1 am Darwys who accompanied sleep Sarah woke up to hear a notification from the Group Whatsapp Tough Stud who continued clanking. Opening the application lazily scrolls the topic of discussion that is being discussed. Downloading photos from screenshots of the screen, his finger enlarges the image on his screen. Blindfolded to see the beauty of his own wife into the conversation of his friend.

[Darwys is playing with fire. If I divorce I want to queue up to make Grace my second wife hahahah] message from Liev.

[The future wife of this rich dream] Aldad chimed in.

[do you think Lissa wants to be combined with you, Liev? ] Davis replied to Liev's comment.

[Lissa mah gak papa said that if you have a rich brother Grace can increase the turnover of hahaha company] Liev spoke bluntly.

Reading all the conversations his friend had made Darwys heart hot and he thought about what his wife was posting his picture for. He also opened the application with the camera logo, a photo of his wife immediately appeared on the screen. There are thousands of comments that none of Grace replies to. Grace rarely posts on the app. There was one comment that made him pause for a moment and guess the meaning of the comment,

If the garden there is infertile, grow in my garden. Caring for roses should not be with grass later soil nutrients are stolen out. Not a rose that is scorched but a rising weed.

Darwys went straight to the Main Room without waking Sarah.

The door opened very tightly his eyes were fixed on the back of his wife who had fallen asleep. Although Grace was actually just pretending to be asleep. Approaching his beautiful wife. He gulped down his saliva breathing harshly regretting having reneged on his promise. Unplugging his intention to scold Grace's actions. The fragrance of roses still stuck to the nape and back of grace made Darwys passion passion passion hooked.

"Darling I'm sorry tonight. I promise I won't break it again. Instead let's continue with the plan tonight," Darwys whispered the sentence close to the ear lobe even the tip of the nose stuck to Grace's ear making the breath feel warm.

Grace opened her eyes slowly turning back to see her husband's face approaching. Grace smiled broadly as her arms wrapped around the man's neck to get closer. Adrift of their lips produces a roar of heated breath. Darwys, without refusing to follow the game, Grace also played with his wife's body to explore every curve. The night is too late a couple is drunk in the romance.

if the child is the reason for making you meet me then I will put more effort into making it. But if you still choose him to expect a descendant from him to eat I'll be gone from your life.

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Both at the same time during the day. A pair of sharp eyes continued to look at the face on his phone screen, smiling sweetly fascinated by the figure he was looking at now. Although he did not know Grace but he knew that the Agapius family was one of the shareholders and did a lot of cooperation with the company that his grandfather built.

Which bee does not want to be with you my rose.

Lifting the phone that keeps ringing disturbs the sweet delusion that he is knitting.

[Mister it's time you went home ] the voice from a phone call entered his brain.

[Has Grandpa and Mom sent me home, Mr Pras? ]

[Yes, sir, he is waiting for your arrival. Mr. Atmaja Sukmo's birthday celebration is in two weeks. He wants you to be with him when you cut the cake. ]

[Okay, I'll be home soon. ]

His feelings are happy to mix sad whether it will be long or only briefly in his homeland. He swore to meet the rose. Departing from his seat asked his secretary to buy a plane ticket home.

Opened again his cellphone looked at the posted face in his mind to try to comment on the photo, maybe at any time there will be a reply from the rose woman.