Married Bad Boy

The Part 51

The next day Widya woke up with a throbbing body, like a crumble all the way to her joints. Her cheeks heated up remembering the cause of the aching.

Last night was amazing. Azri brought her flying to reach the highest sky. The man made his first experience an unforgettable moment. She was surprised to learn that Widya was a virgin. Instead of denouncing— as feared Widya—Azri was happy to know that he became the first man to touch her.

Glancing to the side, Azri was already not there. Widya smiled wryly. Of course, what did he expect? Why did Azri wait for her until she woke up and gave a morning kiss like a married couple in her general? That's never gonna happen.

Azri is still Azri, no need to bother staying long with one woman after sleeping with her. Wrong himself why he was so enthusiastic and special because he had spent the night with the man.

Suddenly Widya felt claustrophobic, after her valuable possessions were snatched away then what else did she have? His self-esteem alone has been exchanged with assets worth 1 billion plus the fact that his status as the only son-in-law of the Mahendra family will not last long.

Widya has to part with her beloved man. What's he supposed to do? he didn't even know how his life was after the breakup.

"Stop nelangsa. It will only happen if Azri has changed for the better."

Take the positive side. Azri has not been 100% a good man because of that Widya still has a chance to spend time with him. On top of everything, he wanted to ascertain how Azri felt on her.

Widya rushed up and made her bed very messy. The clothes she wore last night were not on the floor or anywhere else in the room. she tilted her head, puzzled.

Where did Azri throw his clothes? Widya rushes to pick up the sleeping kimono then exits the room, trying to ask Azri who knows the man has not left for work.

"Acreation ...."

The flow of her words came to a halt as Widya looked at the dining table full of food. Who cooks this early? He was sure Bibi would not bother cooking food because her job was to just clean the house. The schedule comes tomorrow, not today.

"Are you awake, honey?"

Azri's voice caused Widya's attention to be diverted from the food plates towards the owner of the voice standing near the refrigerator. Azri already looks neat and handsome in a suit, inversely proportional to his condition which is only wrapped in a silk sleeping kimono and messy hair. Her appearance was not neat at all.

"That's sudden? Why call me darling?" widya asked in surprise at once. Azri smiled as she carried an empty glass and arranged it on the dining table.

"What was it all of a sudden? It's natural for a husband to call his wife darling, isn't it?" he said casually, as if it was something ordinary.

Widya frowned confusedly. What happened to her? How could Azri turn sweet like this just overnight? Could he be planning something?

"And this dish, you made it?" Widya pointed towards the dining table full of food.

"Em, who else."

"What did we do last night that made him act this weird?" Widya muttered to herself. He gasped consciously as Azri's hands wrapped around his waist. What is this guy doing?

"Who's acting weird?" Azri apparently heard his murmur earlier.

"Of course you are, is it me?!" Widya furiously tried to escape from Azri's decapitation. Her less decent appearance made her feel uncomfortable. "Now let me go!"

"If I don't want to?" Azri is overjoyed to succeed in making Widya nervous. la touching the girl's chin to tease her. "You must be looking forward to the morning kiss from your husband to wearing a dress like this." she approached and whispered. "I know your body is not wrapped in anything else behind this thin cloth. What if I let it go and we had a little fun like last night?"

Widya widened her eyes, suddenly panicked. "No, no, we have to go to the office.“

"Then why are you appearing in front of me in this seasonal outfit?"

"I just want to ask you where my shirt was last night? Did you see her?"

"Oh, that shirt I've piled her up in a dirty laundry basket. Why?"

"Huh, what?" Widya begins to suspect her ears are not functioning properly. Since then, he has been constantly hearing the impossible.

Since when did an Azri El Pradipta pick up dirty clothes and put them in a basket? Widya knows Azri as a man who does not want to take care of trivial things such as picking up his dirty clothes. All of that left to the maid, that's how it is. There is something strange about Azri.

"Why?"

"Ah no," murmured Widya. Better he not discuss it. After all, the peculiarity of Azri's attitude today is something good. He just wasn't used to it.

Azri kissed Widya's cheek lightning then let go of her embrace. He decides to stop teasing Widya realizing her uncomfortable reaction.

"Quickly prepare. We'll have breakfast after that leave for office together.“

Widya stared at Azri for a while with her eyebrows intertwined. Something was different with Azri. It still feels weird to see her this tinny. However, before his thoughts drifted everywhere, Widya immediately turned around and got ready.

They made it through breakfast without quarreling or arguing. It could even be said that the atmosphere was quite peaceful and pleasant. Sometimes they talk lightly. Azri's warm attitude makes Widya wonder if this is how Azri treats her lover?

Then it's worth it that they're crazy about Azri. Widya should not feel used to it, because someday maybe she will miss this moment.

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