HUSBAND PROBLEM

Love Me Slowly

"Do you think hurting my fiancee is your shortcut to destroying me?" Shaka screeched, "Yes, you're right. I was almost destroyed because my fiancee was involved in an accident that almost took her life. But, you should be thinking who will be destroyed. L'm... Or you?"

"Don't forget that you're responsible for my cousin's suffering!" Ola exclaimed in her high tone.

"Did I tell my enemies to harm your cousin? Or do you have proof that 'that man' is my enemy?" shaka asked with sharp eyes.

Gigi Ola fluttered. Increasingly angry and hot his body heard the words uttered by Shaka. "There's an employee of yours named Zarif. She was! He is Karen's husband! He ruined my cousin's life! He's your enemy!" Ola screams full of emotion.

Shaka looked at Ola while thinking a thought. There was an employee named Zarif. "Delvin,"

"There are no employees at the company named Zarif, Boss. I made sure of it." said Delvin.

"NO WAY! That man is clearly your enemy in the company and intends to knock you out of your current position!" Ola's exclaim made Delvin think again to remember.

"Boss." Delvin approached Shaka then whispered in his ear.

Shaka turned his head back to look at Ola after hearing Delvin's whisper. "Back him in the barn."

Ola rounded her eyes, surprised.

"Good, Boss."

"You clean up the rest, I'm gone." Shaka then passed leaving Ola with a look of panic and fear on the woman's face.

"Wait on! Arshakas! Just stop! ARSHAKAS!"

Shaka did not suppress Ola's shout, he remained indifferent and left the room along with Delvin who was following behind.

"Urus and take the woman to the Forest warehouse. Take him quietly without any commotion." Delvin said to his men who from the beginning stood guard at the door. While Shaka had already passed away leave the rest to Delvin.

Aslan, who was sitting on one of the sofas, approached Delvin when he saw the man walking himself from the direction of the room. "What's going on between Ola and Shaka? Why did he rent a room here? Don't tell Ola and Shaka..." Aslan hung up her words, one hand covered her mouth with a look of disbelief.

Delvin who saw that slapped Aslan's cheek slowly. "Dispose your silly mind."

Aslan returned his face back to normal. "What am I really thinking?"

"Think of yourself." Delvin then passed.

"Whoi, Delvin! You haven't answered my question!" Aslan shouted.

Delvin waved his hand without turning around.

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Shaka arrived at Jean's hospital at one in the morning. The hospital hallway seemed quiet, only him and a few nurses were on guard at night.

Shaka opened Jean's nursery slowly. Didn't want to wake the girl up considering it was early morning.

Jean is asleep in her safe, and Eshan is asleep on the couch.

Shaka approached, walked slowly over to Jean and sat down on the chair next to the gurney. He grabbed the girl's palm, then kissed her gently.

"God..."

The soft voice made Shaka who was looking down, raise his head. Looking at the awakened Jean looked at her.

"Sleep again." Shaka rise. He sat himself on the side of Jean's empty bed and rubbed his head.

"I woke up an hour ago and couldn't sleep."

"Well, want to eat something?" Tawar Shaka's.

Jean shook her head, "Where are you going?"

Shaka smiled back, "Did you miss me?"

Hearing that, Jean raised her hand to slap Shaka's back slowly, "I'm serious."

"I'm serious too, Jeannie."

They're speechless. Jean notices Shaka's appearance. His roar was surprised to find the back of the hand he had just hit, there were bruises there.

"This why?" Jean raised Shaka's hand.

"It's nothing."

"No."

Jean squinted her eyes, looking at Shaka suspiciously.

"really." Shaka said in earnest.

The bruises on the back of his hand he got on his way out of Aslan's nightclub. Unable to hold back his emotions, he punched the club wall with so much emotion that his hands were bruised and there was little blood there.

"Your hands must be dealt with immediately, Shaka. Look, it's got blood" Jean said with a worried look.

"I'll treat it later." Shaka. She took her hand off Jean, then climbed up to rub Jean's cheek gently.

She recalled the reason Ola had harmed Jean and Selma which was none other than her. Although the 'enemy' that Ola was referring to was unclear and certain, Ola's reason was because of her.

Jean and Selma were hurt pretty heavily because of her. Especially with the condition of Jean's hands and feet in the cast. It must have taken a long time and therapy to heal the girl.

"Jeannie." Call Shaka slowly.

"Yes?"

"I'm sorry." Shaka. The look of regretful face was very noticeable on Shaka's face.

Jean was confused because the man suddenly apologized to her. What was? Did Shaka make a mistake?

"Sorry for?"

Shaka looked at Jean inside. Dive inside into Jean's two dark-eyed beads. "Everything."

"Hm?" Jean frowned. Not understand.

Not getting a clear answer, Shaka moved his face forward. Poked her lips over Jean's lips. Moving his lips slowly, sipping on Jean's upper and lower lips alternately.

Jean greeted, and closed her eyes. Follow Shaka's lips slowly.

Getting a reply from Jean, making Shaka cringe. Getting closer to the girl and deepening her lum4tan.

"Tongue." Shaka said hoarsely after distancing his face a little.

Jean doesn't understand what Shaka means, she just displays her confused look. Just now that he wanted to ask, Shaka again closed his lips. Breaking through her tongue to greet and twist Jean's tongue. Exploring the inside of the girl's mouth.

Jean who was initially shocked, stiffened stiffly felt the boneless object greet his taste senses. He closed his eyes as he felt Shaka pressing down on his nape wanting to deepen.

The sound of the luster in the silent room overcame the sound of the ECG machine next to the gurney. Jean resigned. Follow and respond to Shaka's play with amateurs.

The sound of a loud enough kecapan was heard after the end of their activities. Their breaths clashed against each other with two red cheeks.

"Jeannie." Shaka made a soft voice while rubbing Jean's wet lips.

"Hm?"

"I love you." Shaka then drowned his face at the intersection of Jean's neck. He leaned his head there with a sigh of fatigue.

Jean did not reply. He was still a little shocked after their activities earlier, added with the expression of love of the man who was leaning on his shoulder.

"Jean, are you angry?" shaka asked with a voice that sank into Jean's skin. How not, the man actually stuck his entire face on the girl's skin so that her voice sounded stingy.

"Anged to?"

"That was."

Jean hesitated to answer. He's not angry. It was just that it was shocked to hear Shaka's sudden expression. To be honest, Jean likes Shaka, but it's not yet to the point where she loves him.

"I'm not angry at all" he said, rubbing Shaka's head.

"Thank you. But, Jean..." Shaka hung up his sentence.

"Yes?"

"Come and love me slowly, okay?"

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