HAREM THE RULER

CHAPTER 14

"Let's go Angela. You're ready to be a very happy wife. One day we become a couple who love each other?" lazarus said as he stretched out a palm to him still with a smile on his lips.

Angela was dumbstruck, swept away by the charisma of a lazarus. His hands trembled as he welcomed Lazarus' hand.

Aware angela, this is just pretend. You can also play a show! Reminds itself.

Lazarus bent his body, clasped his wife's hand tightly, put Angela's hand to his lips and gently kissed the back of his wife's hand.

"You are so beautiful today my wife, let your husband make you happy today. Come on. "let Lazarus gently pull Angela's hand tuck it in the arch of her arm.

They walked out of his residence, throwing smiles at each other, entering the car that was ready to take them both away.

Earlier this morning Lazarus made a deal with his father, he will obey all his father's will including remarrying on the condition that his father never interfere with Angela's life again.

After sitting next to each other in the car seat, Angela took a deep breath. Feeling awkward he wanted to melt the atmosphere. Just as he was about to speak, Lazarus' hoarse voice called out to him.

"Angela... "

Angela was surprised to hear the voice of lazarus laden with sadness, she patted his right ear afraid he heard wrong. Curious he turned his face to the side, but he could only see Lazarus' handsome right side, his head lowered.

Angela spoke up. "Lazarus... What's wrong?"

Hearing Angela's worried tone, a faint smile graced her lowered face. He raised his head to the side looking at his wife. "There's nothing. It's just that you're so pretty today, that I'm not willing to end it all. Haha, take it easy I'm just joking," said lazarus smiling, letting things go as planned.

"Why are you?" Angela squinted at the wound on lazarus' forehead.

"So, maybe last night accidentally bumped," lazarus shrugged unconcernedly.

Angela didn't want to ask me again about her injuries. "Where are we going, lazarus?"

"Didn't you tell Mom milk, if you'd like to go to Seaworld. You want to see the underwater world. We go there first now, then to your favorite ice cream parlour. After that we had dinner at your favorite restaurant, the restaurant you used to go to with your father."

Angela gaped in disbelief, telling Lazarus' milk mother, the only person she believed in the harem, but without Lazarus' knowledge. "You know that?"

"Know what? Are you close to my mom or about your cravings?"

"both."

"Hm, both of them I just found out recently. If I'd known for a long time, you think I'd let him always help you out of the harem? Also don't feel bad, even if your cravings aren't my responsibility, let's just say you owe me one, '" lazarus smiled strangely at her.

Lazarus was right, if Lazarus knew from the beginning something must have happened to the mother of the milk of Lazarus and himself.

"Here you go, let's go in. Look we've arrived." Gently pulling Angela's palm, lazarus pulled angela's body from her seat, out together from inside the car.

The two of them walked inside holding hands, just like the other couples there. Like a relationship they've never had. Lazarus deliberately did not rent a special building just for Angela, he wanted today his wife to meet people outside the harem. Makes Angela feel free, being herself.

Sure enough, he saw the excited Angela. Each walked three steps and then stopped patting his hands on the glass of a large aquarium. Waving his hand at the fish inside, smiling happily.

"Have you never been here before?" ask lazarus to wonder.

"Of course, but now it's different. I saw her with him," Angela smiled, rubbing her still flat stomach.

That's our baby Angela, thank you.Your happiness today will always be remembered! Lazarus is happy.

Going around for almost two hours made Angela's legs exhausted. Lazarus immediately took him away from there, to the next place of his favorite ice cream shop.

When they got there, the two of them sat opposite each other. Lazarus never took his eyes off Angela's face, watching her enjoy his favorite ice cream.

"Why did you see me? Is there ice cream on my face?" ask Angela who feels uncomfortable in gazing at lazarus.

"I don't know, there seems to be a little stick on the corner of your lips. Why are you eating like a child? Blueberry taste, is it good?" Lazarus raised one eyebrow impressed berserk.

Angela's hands were busy cleaning her lips, afraid that there was still something stuck on her face like a child and again mocked by lazarus. "There still?"

"Still, here I clean. Later ants come to you a lot, your face is already beautiful like this. Later plus the ice cream patch on your face even so sweet," lazarus blinked one eye, advanced his body, held Angela's head with one hand and kissed her lips.

Both of Angela's eyes were rounded, her heart pumping her blood was pounding more and more. For a long time his lips did not feel the soft lips of lazarus, the tip of the tongue of Lazarus slightly broke into his mouth making his body instantly tremble.

Lazarus ended his kiss, pulled his body over the table, turned it back to its original position. His lips he rubbed with his thumb, still feeling the sweetness of the sensation of his kiss on his wife. "Angela, are you okay?" immediately anxious to see his wife's face turning pale. "Am I forcing you too much? I'm sorry. "it doesn't feel good.

Angela shook her head, held her mouth and got up from her seat and ran towards the toilet.

Lazarus was startled, immediately following Angela, the bodyguards were in a fuss running behind him. "Angela." knocked on the door of the toilet, Lazarus wanted to enter.

"Hoekkkk.. hoekk... ahh... "

Lazarus continued banging on the toilet door impatiently waiting, "No! Open now! What's up?"

No matter how long Angela opened the door, walking lethargic with her pale face. "It's okay, it's common for pregnant women. It's just that when you suddenly kissed me, the smell of your body made me nauseous" angela spoke without thinking much.

Lazarus face instantly flushed red, somehow having to answer Angela. "Is it because I'm not the father, that baby doesn't like me kissing you! Huh!" speechless, Lazarus spoke and embraced Angela's body. "We'll just go home. You people! Quickly prepare the car," he ordered the bodyguard.

All the guards lined up neatly waiting outside the toilet, immediately rushed away.

Angela heard Lazarus babble just now, there was a bad feeling when Lazarus said that he was not his son.

Why do I feel bad like this? Does lazarus' gentle and caring attitude today make me tick? Nah! Awake Angela! Hey he's a lazarus! His self-deprecation almost beguiled the charm of Lazarus.

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