Married Bad Boy

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"As you recuperate, let me do your job. I'll help Dad build Pradipta Group back," Widya said as she and Azri sat in the car. The driver sitting in front was waiting for their instructions.

Widya does not allow Azri to drive because her condition is still not recovered one hundred percent and Azri will never allow Widya to drive a car in a condition of 7 months pregnant. His stomach is starting to bulge.

"A-a, you stay at Madam Pradipta's house! After I got out of the hospital the task became my responsibility back,“ Azri argued firmly, did not accept the rebuttal. "You should also stop working, understand. Just take care of our baby and you, you're too skinny for a pregnant woman."

"But." Widya wanted to argue but suddenly she grimaced.

"Why?" Azri immediately approached in panic. He was worried to see Widya holding her stomach. No, don't let anything happen to their baby.

Widya peeked through her eyelashes. "The little guy kicked really hard. It seems he doesn't want me to argue with you."

Azri's grinning immediately. “Obviously he's down to his father's nature."

With great pride Azri leaned her face near Widya's belly. "Hey hotshot, you have to kick your mother a lot when she's so hard on your father, understand." He then kissed her lovingly.

Widya looked at him with a feeling of being moved. Never crossed even in his shadow how Azri after becoming a father later. Is it possible to be a sexy and charming Cool Daddy? Or become a powerful and awesome Great Daddy? I don't know, whichever one he'll like.

"Why are you looking at me like that, honey?"

Azri was astonished when he straightened his body, he found Widya looking at him adorned with a knotty smile.

"You'll look great as a father and I love you as much as you do." Widya was sincere, saying it without any intention to praise or flatter Azri. He just wanted to express his heart.

However, apparently those words managed to touch Azri. The man showed a similar smile, "Do you want a kiss gift from me?" Widya frowned because suddenly Azri's voice turned hoarse.

"Did my words sound like a whimper asking for a kiss?"

Azri's eyes immediately narrowed. "Your mouth is indeed the mouth of the debater, Mrs Pradipta. Worth a lesson."

"Remember we're not alone." Widya prevented when Azri leaned over to reach her lips. He glanced forward, to where the driver was ready behind the wheel.

"Can you leave us for a moment?“ he asked politely to the driver of his father's trust. The middle-aged man smiled then got out of the car, leaving the two of them in the car.

"El, you are!" Widya hits Azri's chest playfully. The man just grinned while grabbing his waist.

"So Mom, are you ready for a princely kiss from a fairy tale?"

"God, you call yourself a prince?"

Azri's sneer widened, "And you're a beautiful princess."

Azri's praise that is not tempting at all still makes Widya blush. He turned his body towards Azri and grabbed her shirt collar. He softly whispered, "then let's kiss me."

"By pleasure."

The next second, their lips clenched together. Widya kissed Azri more enthusiastically than usual. I don't know, the influence of pregnancy hormones makes her passion becomes unstable and explosive at unexpected times.

Once when Mahendra and Bibi Swari came home and the sisters took a break, Widya shyly asked Azri and they did it on the hospital bed. Widya felt very wild at that moment. After her hormones returned to normal she felt so embarrassed that she dared not look at her husband for three days.

And Azri never objected to Widya's wildness during her pregnancy. He actually feels very happy. Like this time, he just let Widya do all her wishes compared to her who always kissed him with more demand. He only served as a counterweight, holding Widya in his arms.

When Widya enjoys the kiss too much, she subconsciously urges Azri until the man is cornered at the end of the chair.

"Wow, wow, Princess, you can't rape me in this car," Azri interrupted making Widya flinch sober and then release her lips.

The girl blinked because somehow since when her hand had moved to remove the suit worn by her husband.

"Oh my, I'm sorry."

Widya immediately backed away with a reddened face. It's so embarrassing. He covered his face with both hands because he knew Azri was holding back his laughter.

"I don't mind at all, really. You can do it again when we have more privacy at home."

Widya groans. Right no? Not a minute Azri had teased him. "Be quiet, you're a bitch."

Azri's laughter instantly exploded. Widya lowered her head in embarrassment. The way Azri laughed was really disrespectful.

"Darling, I was just kidding. You don't have to be angry." He hugged his wife with great affection.

"I'm sorry if I became a cheap woman because of pregnancy hormones."

"Oh my God, cheap lady?" Azri held back a smile, "you are my sexy and wild wife."

"Azri El Pradipta shut up!!"

"Good, good." Azri relented, but he did not let go of his embrace.

"By the way, we've never dated like a teenage couple. How about we go out on a date today?"

"I agree!"

***

Since all the problems are solved, somehow the world feels like it is full of flowers, cheerfulness and laughter. Widya felt that way when she arrived at the city park. Watching the people visiting there, the children running around, and the birds flying in the sky made him happy. Though he always saw the scenery every day when leaving or going home to work.

"I haven't been here in a long time" Azri said, looking around. "This place hasn't changed."

"Of course, the only thing that changes is you growing bigger and the trees getting taller" Widya said, holding her hand. He did not miss the opportunity to breathe fresh air as much as possible. "Ah, it's really like being in heaven."

"I've always been happy to see you happy." Azri smiled and then peeked at the top of his head.

Widya leaned her head spoiled on her husband's shoulder. When he saw the car selling ice cream he soared happy.

"I want that ice cream!" whining like a child, he tugged at Azri's suit.

"Good, Honey. You don't have to ask for it in an adorable way. Wait here."

Widya smiled knowing Azri was so understanding, the man was like a husband in general, who was willing to do anything to fulfill the wishes of his pregnant wife. Had Azri been as arrogant, stubborn, and cruel as ever - she was not sure of this much joy while pregnant.

Azri returned a few minutes later with a chocolate-flavored ice cream cone. Widya scowls.

"I want strawberry taste."

The man frowned. “Didn't you like chocolate?"

That was indeed true, but for some reason right now there was a strong desire in his heart to taste the strawberry flavored ice cream.

"I want strawberry!” his snaps cannot be denied.

"Good, good." Azri hastened off to exchange her ice cream. Now he's bringing ice cream with strawberry flavor. Widya tasted it a little and then I ringis.

"It's sweet."

Azri squeezed his shoulders, “Of course, it's ice cream."

"But." Widya is looking at her index finger with an expression made as cute as possible. "I want sour, like strawberry taste."

"Gosh my god." Azri groaning.

If Widya is not in her pregnancy period she will not be willing to serve her strange request.

Soon Azri returned with ice cream in a strawberry. "This is the Princess, I hope her order matches His Majesty's tongue."

Widya stared at the ice cream at a glance and then gave a sweet smile. "I don't have any more taste, you eat it. Come on."

Azri immediately started to swallow as if Widya told her to drink poison. "I? But Widya, you know I can't eat sour food."

"I don't want to know, hurry up!"

I can't take it anymore! Azri was eager to shout. However, he did not have the heart to see Widya so beg of him. Finally with a half-hearted willingly refusing he tasted the ice cream with the tip of his tongue. He immediately me ringis when the sensation of sour taste te taste in his taste senses.

Widya laughs because Azri's expression is funny and worrisome. "You can torture me in this way" he complained.

Without stopping her pleasure Widya me circled her hands to Azri's neck.

"I'll pay for this when we get home."

Widya meng said every word with a low voice and teased. The whisper made Azri grit his teeth because the lower part of his body reacted quickly.

"I hope it's not your silly cravings show anymore."

Widya shook her head with mysterious narrowed eyes, "It's still part of my cravings session."

You can make me harden in this place if you keep staring at me with that expression, Honey, inner Azri.

"If you could know what I'd get at home?"

Widya let out a small laugh and then close her mouth to Azri's ear to whisper, "A hot dinner on the bed."

Azri's eyes were instantly wide. In disbelief he grins at his wife.

"If you do, we can go back home."

Like a runner who moves after hearing the cue, Azri takes her away in one jolt.

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