Marriage Contract With Impoten CEO

Chapter 42 - Happy Times

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Defan's eyelids widen. He had not expected Disha to propose such a word of deception.

"About?" bean Defan. "Couldn't the trick not be associated with the same ontongku continue?" he who was feeling anxious to Disha. Defan's hand hit the white buttocks and had not yet wrapped with the cloth.

"Hey!" disha protests with round eyes.

"Why? You are all mine now." Defan gave me a reason. "So it's up to me to do anything with you. Including this" he continued, playing one of the Disha fruits. Until that part of the body shakes.

"Gee! This isn't squishy huh!" reply Disha while keeping Defan's hand away. He immediately went behind the curtain. Turn on the shower and shower there.

Defan smiled happily. He's following Disha. He suddenly appeared until the woman was shocked.

Defan immediately calms by hugging from behind. Sometimes he would tickle his wife. Until Disha did not get angry and was busy laughing.

A few minutes later, the bathroom door opened. Disha ran out while laughing. Behind him Defan chased. The woman stops when Defan again manages to catch her. The man threw Disha into the bed.

"What do you want, Fan? It was already!" said Disha while holding Defan's chest. The man was on top of his body. Holding Disha as if ready to pounce back.

"From now on, call me darling. Understood it? Otherwise, I will punish you immediately" Defan said.

"Darling? Idiho! That's so mainstream. Unwilling. I want to call a raven" said Disha. At the end he stuck out his tongue as a mockery.

"Oh, so. Yes, I will punish you!" said Defan. He held Disha's hands. Put it on the woman's head.

"Don't try! You know I'm pregnant young. Then continue, can miscarriage know no!" said Disha. Trying to stop Defan. But the man doesn't care. He looks busy undressing the kimono towel with his teeth. Then immediately play the tongue in Disha's stomach.

"Damn!" Disha cursed when his whole body brushed. The hot tongue of Defan made him lose in a landslide.

"alright. Sweetheart! I'll call you darling from now on." Disha tried to stop Defan.

"Just look if I hear the crow's call again." Defan immediately let go. Disha grunts in relief. He threw a pillow towards Defan.

Having felt better, Disha and Defan decided to return to Indonesia. Both are in the hotel lobby. Asking about Dimas.

Defan wants to apologize to Dimas. He also wanted to bring the man home together. But Dimas went home first. Defan then gave the news to Disha.

"Maybe there is urgent work" said Disha. Trying to think positive.

"Yes, it seems so. Anyway I'm not ready to talk about our relationship with him yet" Defan responded.

"me too. Maybe we should cover this relationship up with him until we're ready?" disha Proposal.

"If that happens, won't he try to get close to you again?"

"You're right." Disha down. "Just avoid Dimas for a while. Okay?" continued.

Defan responds with a nod of his head. He and Disha left when the plane was ready.

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Three months passed. Dimas was never seen again. But that does not make Disha and Defan's relationship tenuous. The relationship between the two is getting more harmonious. Now they no longer put their jobs first. For Disha and Defan, a quick return home is the main thing.

Disha touched Defan's face. Gently wrap it. Until a sly smile was engraved on his face.

"Darling, wakeup. It's morning" said Disha, shaking Defan's body.

"Hmmmh..." Defan's awake. But refused to open his eyes.

"I suddenly wanted something" Disha said with a slightly weaved mouth.

Defan's eyes were immediately wide open. He's being vigilant. How not? During pregnancy, what Disha wants is all weird. He even asked to buy mixed ice at midnight.

"What else this time?" ask Defan.

"I want to eat your cooking" replied Disha.

"Crazy! You know I can't cook" said Defan.

"I wouldn't eat if it wasn't your cooking." Disha casting face.

"You crave or intentionally torture me anyway?" Defan grunts rough. Even so, he went into the kitchen.

Disha smiled knot. He will catch up with Defan after cleaning himself up to the bathroom.

When it comes to the kitchen, Disha can see Defan looking excited. It also looks messy. But Defan's cooking activities seem to be going well. He finished serving a plate of food.

Disha rushed over. He asked what cuisine Defan would make next.

"Telor fried rice. You'd better wait and sit down sweet, '" Defan suggested.

"No! I want to get you." Disha approaching. He climbed onto Defan's back. The man automatically carried her.

"This is called torture, Sha! Not nemenin." Defan.

"Darling! He said he wanted to call each other, baby. How the hell are you." Disha just nagged. He immediately threw away his face while chuckling in silence.

"Yes, honey..." Defan according to a docile cat. Causing a smile to expand on Disha's face.

Seeing Defan always gives what he wants, makes Disha full. She loved Defan even more. He hugged Defan tightly. Then kiss the man's cheek repeatedly.

"Don't go fishing. Do you want to see a crow in action early in the morning?" threatening Defan.

"Belgium!" challenge Disha. He rushed down from Defan's sling. Then run away.

Defan who understood, immediately chased. But he was overwhelmed with worry when he saw Disha suddenly fall.

"Aah!" Disha accidentally tripped the carpet. He fell to the floor.

"Disha!" pekik Defan as he approached Disha. He helped the woman stand up. His eyes widened when he saw that there was blood dripping on Disha's leg.

"Fan.." shush Disha while squeezing the dres. He grimaced when he saw the blood flowing in his legs.

"Calm down. We're going to the hospital now!" Defan rushed Disha to the hospital. Hope the fetus in the stomach of the wife can still survive.