LOVED YOU

CHAPTER 63 - ANDRA'S ATTITUDE

In the morning, Andra woke up smiling to see his wife. When she closed her eyes, Lala was the last person she saw. And when she opened her eyes, Lala was the first person she saw.

"Good morning, baby." Andra said as she kissed Lala's lips. His wife was still sleeping well.

'Lala is so beautiful.' praised Andra. Lala was perfect in her eyes.

Andra got up and walked to the bathroom. Then shortly came out and saw Lala who was still asleep.

'Did I make him tired?' andra felt guilty. He made his wife overtime all night.

Andra also saw traces of his exploration full on Lala's neck. It seemed too violent last night.

The man smiled faintly and walked out of the room.

Until the kitchen, Andra looked at the ingredients available. He took the ingredients out and cooked them.

While in the room. Lala's nose smelled the aroma of cooking. Keeps his eyes open.

"Who's cooking? I'm getting hungry?" Lala sat herself on the bed.

Lala looked towards the side, Andra was not there. The time also showed at 7 a.m.

"Mas Andra!" call Andra running out of the room with a blanket wrapped in her plain body.

"Mas Andra's..." Lala saw her husband in the kitchen. Serving food on the table.

"You're awake? Come on, let's have breakfast." Take Andra with a sweet smile.

'She is so beautiful!' praise Andra back. Although Lala's hair is like a lion, but it does not cover her beauty.

"Mas Andra, why cook? It should be me." Lala approached Andra and looked at the dining table.

Preparing breakfast should be her, why even her husband.

"I told you, you can't cook anymore."

"But Lala wants to cook for Lala's beloved husband." Lala tried to whine at her husband.

Andra smiled looking at the wife's face. But he shook his head.

"Yes, I know. But I'd rather not have my beloved wife until why."

Blushes

Lala's face immediately blushed. Andra's words made her a baper.

Andra stroked Lala's face. "If you want to cook, we'll cook together."

The man understood, Lala wanted to be a full-fledged wife.

Lala nodded in understanding. It will obey. Andra's very sweet now. If he forced his will, Andra could have turned away from him.

Better to give in, than lose the man.

"Walla..." Call Andra in a soft tone.

"Yes, Mom." Lala looked at her sweet smiling husband.

"Are you deliberately teasing me?" tanya Andra lowered her gaze.

Lala also saw herself. The wrapped blanket had already sagged and made his body plain.

"Akh!!!" Lala grabbed the blanket and ran into the room. She was ashamed, because of her husband's sweet attitude. Unconscious about the blanket.

Andra laughed at Lala's attitude, so adorable.

"Darling, I want to!" Andra chased Lala into the room. Early in the morning Lala had already awakened her instincts.

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"Mas Andra, what time is it?" ask Lala while looking at the wall clock that has shown at 8.

"I'm off today." Andra. He was neatly dressed in office, but not willing to stay away from his wife.

"Bag.." Call Lala. She was a little stuffy, because Andra kept holding her.

"What dear?" ask Andra in a spoiled tone.

"I can't breathe!" lala.

Andra quickly loosened her embrace. He looked at Lala.

"You go to the office."

"What?"

A few moments later.

Andra to the office with a floating smile. He walked into his room while holding his wife.

And Lala so obey the husband to accompany him to the office. At first he refused, but Andra insisted. It even started to whine like a child.

"Darling, you just sit here." Andra took Lala to sit on the sofa in her room.

"I'll finish it quickly. If you're tired of sleeping." Said Andra who now stroked Lala's head.

After saying his love. Andra now increasingly does not want to part with Lala for too long. There was fear in his heart if he lost his wife.

"Mas, it's working first." Lala. Andra said she would finish quickly, but still sat down with him. Not start moving.

Andra now grabbed Lala's body. He hugged his wife's body tightly.

"Lala, I love you." Andra's whisper is back.

"Lala loves Mas Andra very much." Reply Lala back.

After being satisfied to hug Lala, Andra again looked at the wife with a deep gaze.

Andra's hand grabbed Lala's hand and held her tightly. I don't think he wants to be separated from Lala. Even if it is only a few meters.

"Darling, accompany me to finish my work."

Lala. "Lala will wait here."

Andra shook her head. "I don't want to be away from you."

Andra took Lala to her desk. Then he sat in his big chair.

"Yes..." Call Lala. He was pleased with Andra's attitude now to him. But her husband was too much.

Lala was forced to sit on Andra's lap and the man continued his work.

But after 5 minutes, Andra will hug Lala. Then continue on the documents. Not long after, he kissed Lala's lips. And continue back.

"Mas Andra." Lala reminded. Andra mostly touched him rather than finishing his work.

Andra now rests her body on the chair. He looked at his wife. Lala is getting more beautiful, especially with a blushing face like that.

"Lala... How many kids do we want?" ask Andra. He wants to talk about their future.

Hearing that, Lala's eyes glazed over. The man wanted to have a child from her.

"Just give it up, Mom." Lala.

"Hmm. 20 then." Andra LEDEK.

"Mas Andra!" Lala smacked Andra's chest spoiled. 20 kids, that's right.

"If we have 4 children what?" ask Andra back.

"By, Mas." Lala replied. 4 is still reasonable.

"Our son is in process yet?" Andra stroked Lala's flat stomach. "I've already watered the seeds, has anyone grown?"

"We pray soon, Mom." Lala looked at her husband. He felt Andra's deep feelings.

Andra nodded. And now looking at Lala intensely.

Andra kissed Lala. Kiss her softly and emotionally. Showed sincerity. He loves Lala not out of passion. There is a heart accompanying.

Geck... Geck... Geck...

Lala stopped their kiss. "Mas."

Andra grunting. Someone was bothering him.

"Lake in." Andra Pinta.

"Yes..." Lala was going down, but the man was holding her back.

'Good!' the female secretary nodded at the sight.

Lala hid her face in the husband's chest. He is very ashamed of his position now.

"What's wrong?" andra asked with an unhappy face. His hand still held Lala.

"Ma-sorry, Sir. Miss Ana wants to see you."

'Ana?!' inner Lala.

"Essir him!" pinta Andra was very strict.

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