I Love You Mr. Arman

Chapter 29

Love exists not to seek perfection, but love exists to complete the shortcomings of being perfect.

Ilona Shanum's...

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Releasing the embrace of the girl still wearing a towel covering her body, Arman held both sides of her cold face in front of her. Kissing his wife's warm and long forehead, Arman breathed out a joy that could not be expressed.

"Wear your clothes, we go to mama's house after breakfast" softly said Arman, looking into the girl's eyes also staring at him.

"I'm sleepy, how about afternoon sir? I haven't slept, but I took a shower to go straight to sleep" Sachinta said.

"You're talking about your own mama, if I'm the one who's talking you'll believe" Arman said, grabbing the phone in his jacket pocket.

"Everything so people don't like to lie sir, to be trusted" relaxed Sachinta grabbed a cell phone in the hands of her husband.

"Have a son to say" protested Arman.

Subjecting his gaze towards the phone, Sachinta pressed the call button on his in-law number. Sitting on the edge of the bed, not realizing that he was still wearing a towel to wrap his innocent body.

Talking to Melati and saying if she's going to her in-laws' house in the afternoon, because she's still very sleepy haven't slept all night. Hearing her daughter-in-law's words, Melati agreed with the thought of something that had happened between the two people who had the same reason.

It didn't take long to contact her in-laws, Sachinta returned the phone to the man sitting next to her listening.

"More trust son-in-law than own child" Inner Arman grabs the cell phone given by Sahinta.

While at home Arman's parents, Melati who had closed the call looked cheerful and confused her husband. The beautiful woman with short jeans and white T-shirts with the chanel logo smiled to herself, accompanied by sparkling eyes.

"Why are you ma?" asked the glasses guy next to her.

"We want to have grandchildren" happily Melati said, clapping her hands and just left to contact Syibil.

"Huh? grandchildren?" puzzled the middle man turned his eyes to see his wife leaving cheerfully out of the house.

Taking his own conclusions for reasons of tired and sleepy from his son and daughter-in-law, Melati felt very happy with the assumption that grandchildren would be present among his family. Something he hoped for, even though his son had given understanding of Sachinta's age and did not ask for a grandchild first.

But as a mother and parents who know a lot of life, Melati and Syibil have confidence that both will not be able to withstand the relationship that has become their obligation. Moreover, living together in one house with many opportunities, making both of them sure if the relationship will happen sooner or later.

While Arman was still sitting casually on the edge of the bed waiting for his wife to change clothes in the bathroom. Already take off the jacket and put it on the bed, because it won't go this morning. Drowsiness from not sleeping all night, making his eyes feel heavy, but was held back to accompany his wife to breakfast this morning.

"Udah yuk sir" asked Sachinta to come out and change clothes.

"You want to get out of that rich room?" tanya Arman noticed a short jumpsuit up the thigh, with the shape of the upper wrinkle showing the smooth chest and upper back of his wife.

"Yes, sir, it's just at home" relaxed Sachinta, looking at his own clothes.

Staring from top to bottom the appearance of his wife, Arman did not really like the mini clothes that Sachinta wore this morning. Although almost every day only wearing a hotpant, but the last night passion that still remains in his mind makes him return to fantasizing adults.

Together out of the room and enjoying the breakfast already prepared by the waiter, Arman accidentally saw the left neck of his wife. Observing closer by advancing the head, Arman stared at the sharp fabric of the left neck without any slightly wet hair covering.

"Why father?" bewildered Sachinta tilted his body to the right side.

"There, let's eat you" Arman sat back and relaxed enjoying a meal.

"Did I not intentionally ninhgalin last night?" inner Arman.

Surprised to see a red mark on his wife's side neck, which he accidentally left behind when making out last night. Sometimes his eyes were still fixed on the white neck of the girl who was voraciously enjoying the food.

Some time enjoying the meal, Sachinta finished the breakfast and pushed the chair back. Just enjoying chocolate jam bread with milk, Sachinta is not so fond of eating because sleepy.

"Don't go to sleep, wait for your stomach to be relieved first" said Arman.

"Yes." cried Sachinta walking out of the dining room.

"Bi, I'm taking a break. Aunty if anyone wants to be done mending rest" said Arman to his housemaid.

"Yes, Den" said the middle-aged maid politely nodding her head.

Following his wife into the room to rest together, Arman first changed clothes with bokser pants and a home tee shirt. In the room he had seen Sachinta sitting on the bed leaning his body with a pile of pillows, waiting until his stomach was relieved.

Removing the shirt and wearing only bokser pants, Arman climbed on the bed without caring for the protest ejected from bibbir Sachinta. immediately grabbed his wife's body to be hugged, Arman wants to sleep together and spend the rest of the two of them in the room.

"Sir, sultry" protests Sachinta trying to break away from the man with a masculine fragrance in front of him.

"I sleepy Sa, want to sleep rich gini" Sahut Arman, began to put his head on his wife's chest while hugging.

"Yes yes, but wear clothes dong sir" embarrassed Sachinta said.

"You also take off your clothes so you can sleep well" relaxed Arman said on his wife's chest.

"Huh?" shachinta did not understand.

"Why? understand? you undress and sleep with me, I'm undressing. Most of the husband and wife if you sleep in clothes that are even better" said Arman staring at the face of his wife.

"Emang yes?" I can't believe Sachinta.

"Yes" Arman briefed, only intending to flirt.