Make Me His Substitute

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After putting the items in the suitcase, Amara immediately approached Aga who was waiting outside the room and invited her to go home.

"Wait a minute, yeah. I'm still calling Cakra." Aga said while rubbing his wife's hair.

The chakra listening to Aga's words across the phone spontaneously coughed. The thing he always did whenever he heard or saw Amara and Aga being romantic.

Amara nodded her head. He returned to his room to get his suitcase. While Aga resumed his conversation with Cakra.

Not long after, Amara came back out of the room while dragging a suitcase, Aga immediately took over the suitcase. "Let's go home." Aga said while giving a swipe at Amara's head. What to do when talking to his wife.

The smile on Amara's face grew. She nodded then walked away from the hotel holding her husband's hand.

A black BMW parked in front of the hotel lobby welcomed the arrival of Amara and Aga. A private driver of the Aga family immediately took over the suitcase from Aga's hand and put it in the trunk of the car.

"Let's go in princess." Aga said after opening the door for the idol.

Amara assented it with a sense of happiness that rippled in the chest. He immediately boarded the car and was followed by Aga.

"Just go to bed and enjoy the ride home." Aga said after the car drove away from the hotel area.

Amara nodded. It just so happened that his eyes were still sleepy and his body was also still feeling tired.

Aga patted his shoulder. As if giving a code to Amara to lean the head on his shoulders. Understanding the code from Aga, Amara immediately dropped her head on Aga's shoulders.

"Dielus-elus let his head go to sleep quickly." Said Aga softly.

A while passed, the car carrying Aga and Amara finally arrived at the Aga residence. At the same time, Amara opened both of her eyelids. He seemed to be able to arrange himself to wake up after arriving at the Aga residence.

"Just wanted to be carried. Just get up." Kelakar Aga while giving a head stroke.

Amara was smiling. "Not to be carried. Shame on the Driver." He said as he looked at the driver with a glance.

"I don't see it, Miss. So it doesn't matter if Miss wants to be carried by Mr. Aga." The driver that Amara was referring to.

"Eye..." Amara smiled clumsyly. "Now, deh. It'll be in the house." The answer is joking.

Aga so head bobble to hear the conversation of his wife and personal driver.

After removing the suitcase from the trunk, the driver finally said goodbye to the residence of Papa Andrew. After the driver's departure, Amara and Aga immediately enter Aga's house which looks pitch-black.

"Aren't you telling people to stay here what?" asked Amara a little horrified to see the house that looks empty without occupants.

"No. But after we stay here from tonight, I'll ask some people to stay here and help with homework so that my wife doesn't get tired of doing chores as a wife."

Amara felt she had to hear it. The body of her very understanding husband. "For now I am not good at cooking and doing homework well. But Brother take it easy, instead I can satisfy Big Brother well on the bed." He said with a seductive smile.

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