Married Bad Boy

The Part 70

"Thank you, it's beautiful tonight."

Widya said after they arrived at the apartment. Tonight is the most incredible night. Skipping a romantic dinner only existed in a previous dream and he did not believe Azri El Pradipta could make it happen.

Azri replied to Widya with a sweet smile on her lips. He draped his suit on the back of the sofa and pulled Widya into his arms.

"For my wife, anything I'll do."

The man's hoarse voice sounded sexy, and tickled Widya's ears. The girl chuckled slightly, letting Azri's fingers tidy up her hair.

"Is there anything funny?" asked Azri a little annoyed.

Widya shakes. "I didn't expect to get all this, considering you used to hate me so much."

Azri laughed when there was nothing funny. Secretly her hands removed the hair covering Widya's nape.

"You are a wonderful woman, for you can turn my hatred into love." she lowered her head to give a soft, fur kiss on his wife's open shoulder.

"Are you happy with that fact?" Widya said while controlling her breathing. A touch like an electric shock made his body crumble.

"Very happy." Azri gently stroked her nape with her fingertips, managing to escape one desperate swish from Widya's mouth.

See how smart you are to heat up my passion, Azri growled inwardly.

Widya felt the originally light kiss slowly turn into a deeper, intoxicating kiss. The open shoulder model dress she wore made it easy for Azri to get things started. This was his plan from the beginning. He wanted to spend a beautiful night with her. Widya weakened in Azri's embrace.

"I want you," Azri whispered with great difficulty as she hugged Widya desperately.

Of course Widya could feel the ga****h Azri out of touch. Their eyes looked. Both breaths are hunting, burning by the same.

"Say Widya, say." Azri whispered, summarizing Widya's face with her palm. His voice sounded so soft and agonized.

"I." Widya had trouble breathing, her hands rose caressing the nape of Azri.

I'm the same as you, burned by this feeling because it's please, don't torture me with your voice, inner Widya.

"Do it."

Although her eyes were closed, but Widya knew that Azri was grinning, the next second their lips were clenched. Widya permeated every momentum with earnestness. He will remember what happened tonight.

Azri intends to bring Widya in his carrier, but he quickly prevents.

"Wait ...." Widya raised her one hand in panic.

Azri scrunched up confused with frowned. "Why?"

"I was suddenly thirsty. You go to the room first, just ten minutes." Widya rushed to the kitchen.

Azri is astonished to see Widya's strange behavior, but she lets it go. What will the girl do?

Widya pulled out one of the drawers in the kitchen set and took out a strip of medicine. Unbeknownst to Azri, Widya takes out a pregnancy-preventing pill into her palm.

This is the reason why she does not get pregnant even though Azri does not use safety every time they have sex. The man did not know at all that during this time, Widya took this pill to prevent the arrival of the little angel in her stomach.

Widya intended to drink it, but this time she hesitated. He was sad to take this kind of pill. It is undeniable that she hopes to be a mother and above all, she wants to conceive the children of Azri El Pradipta.

However, what must be said, fate prevents him from granting his wish. Widya sighed, it was better to quickly drink this and get things done. He intended to put the pill in his mouth when suddenly a hand blocked his hand. The pill fell to the floor.

Widya was shocked beyond measure when her eyes looked at Azri's blazing eyes. His lips were speechless because Azri was looking at him.

"A-azri," he said. Does Azri suspect the drug he is going to take?

"What are you doing? Why are you taking the pill?"

Azri's voice sounded so piercing her heart. Makes the girl's heart seem to hit her chest. Widya panicked, confused what to say to explain.

"That's a supplement, you know it's not that I get sick so easily lately."

Roughly, but not hurting, Azri stomps Widya's hand and takes a strip of medicine that she hid in the drawer of one of the kitchen sets.

Widya feels her world is coming to an end when Azri clutches her pregnancy-preventing drug strip with her eyes sharpened.

"You think I don't know what this drug is?" asserted Azri sarcastic while brandishing the drug.

Widya could only open her mouth without a single word being said.

"That."

"You think I didn't know this was a pregnancy-preventing drug?"

Azri's voice began to rise. Angrily the man threw the medicine into the trash and looked back at the shriveled Widya in the corner of the kitchen set.

Widya surges in shock when Azri with heightened emotions throws her medicine, but she can't do anything about it because she's like facing Azri when they first met. The black eyes of the man were so intimidating.

"Why did you drink it?!" snapped it. “Do you not want to have a child from me?! You didn't even discuss it with me?! You should not get pregnant even after sleeping together several times. Why are you doing this to me?!"

Widya had no idea that Azri would be so offended that the muscles in her neck were visible. The man was really angry. He never knew it would be like this. She thought Azri would not want to have children with her.

Azri gritted her teeth, she looked so frustrated. "I thought there was something wrong with me or the way I did it. It turns out that fucking drugs are the cause!" Widya squealed because suddenly Azri clutched both shoulders. "Why did you drink it?“ he asked in a hurt tone, leaving Widya silent for quite a while with guilt that sucked her up like living sand. "Do you want to get away from me?"

That subtle question left Widya flabbergasted.

"Do you want to get away from me so there's no need for you to conceive my children?" Azri asked in an increasingly painful tone to Widya.

My God, I hurt Azri's feelings. What am I supposed to do? "Sorry." Finally that was all Widya could say regretfully.

Their eyes were now fixed and Widya felt her back start to hurt from being squeezed between Azri's body and the kitchen table.

"Why are you apologizing to me? Do you really want to get away from me?"

Azri's low voice made Widya's chest hurt. No, he did not want to leave Azri, but it was his father who forced him away from Azri.

Widya tried to keep the ringing sound from escaping from her mouth. However, Widya was not very good at hiding the look of pain from her face.

"Say, is there something you're hiding from me?"

Azri's question implied as if the man knew something. Widya's heart was racing. Could it be that Azri knew about the deal he had been working hard to hide?

"N-no." Widya was so nervous, scared, and in pain.

Azri brought her face closer, speaking right at the corner of Widya's lips.

"The medicine, Widya. Is that all you're hiding from me?"

Azri was talking about medicine! A little bit of relief filled his heart. Widya shook her head quickly, letting her lips be frowned upon time and time again by Azri. It seems that the man deliberately did it to soften Widya's defenses so that she would unknowingly reveal all her secrets.

A very dangerous tactic. Widya is helpless. Her knees might have melted on the floor if Azri had not gotten far.

Azri realized he had made Widya too cornered and then hugged the girl's body and turned their position.

"I don't care what reason you took the medicine, but I want you to know that from the first moment we made love ...." Azri was silent for a moment to stare at Widya, both of them were hunting. “I want to make you pregnant."

Widya's two eyes were rounded, glued to Azri's pitch-black eyes that were staring at her in earnest.

"I'll make you pregnant, so you won't be able to run away from me even if you want to."

Azri did not give Widya a chance to dodge because the man hugged her so tightly, his hands were already moving behind Widya's body in an effort to lower Widya's dress from her body.

Widya could never be defenseless against Azri's dominance.

The whole matter was mixed up in Widya's mind at this moment. Confined by the sense that made her soar, the only thing that came to light was the fact that Azri was trying to tie herself up, not let her go. It was a very happy reality for him. A little relieved him of the fear that Mahendra always gave him.

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