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Married Milyader Part 37


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The two returned to the room while wearing a bathrobe, as soon as they arrived in their room. Dirga immediately locked the door from the inside.


"The sun is still clearly visible!" Levia hisses were upset when Dirga forced her back into the room.


"Let's clean your body in the bathroom first."


Levia was clearly stunned, she only moved when Dirga's hand pulled her back. The man forced Levia into the spacious bathroom.


***


A few hours later


The rebulan hangs beautifully over the dark sky, accompanied by an infinite number of stars.


Levia was asleep on her spacious hotel bed. While Dirga, the man sat while watching Levia's face that was sound asleep. The young woman must be desperate because she has to serve herself.


Now Dirga glanced at the watch that was coiled around her wrist. It's 9 o'clock, Levia's out of dinner right away. As for him, like he is not tired. Dirga seems to have a spare battery. The man was awake until 12 p.m.


For a long time he was bored because he woke up alone, finally he tried to close his eyes. She slid her body on Levia's side. Hugging the young woman's body.


The aroma he liked from now on, like opium. He just wanted to get close to his wife.


At three in the morning.


Levia who was used to sleeping by herself, she surged in shock upon waking up in the arms of a man. For a moment he forgot, when he was married.


With a struggling heart, he tried to let go of Dirga's embrace. He saw that the man was still asleep. She carefully stretched out her husband's arm. However, instead of escaping, the arm was even tighter entangling him.


"Did he not sleep?" muttered Levia.


"Where are you going?" whispered Dirga who immediately answered the young woman's question.


"Emm .. want a drink!" levia was nervous.


Dirga took off his arm, letting Levia take a drink.


A moment later


Levia turned back, she laid her body on the edge of the bed. Somewhat to keep her distance from her husband.


"Have you?"


Levia turned her head, looking at the husband whose eyes were still closed. But still making a sound.


"Hmmm!"


"Here ... Don't go far!" dirga's decree then pulled Levia's body closer to him.


The man then pulled the blanket, and Levia's face immediately resigned. It seemed like he would always be food when the man was hungry. Not in the pool, not in the bathroom, and let alone the mattress. Levia will definitely be an easy meal for her husband.


That's what happened when they were in the hotel for three days and three nights.


***


The day Levia and Dirga returned from the hotel, they headed straight to the apartment. Picked up by a private driver, the two decided to go straight to the apartment.


Early in the apartment, Levia felt strange. Now the place will be her residence with a foreign man who is now her husband.


"Enter your clothes here, so one is fine" said Dirga as he opened his wardrobe.


There are already neatly arranged clothes according to color. Levia simply nodded, as she had also once tidied it up.


"If less, we'll order another closet!" dirga is back. And was greeted by a nod by Levi. Rich men, buy a closet like buying ciki at the grocery store, just take it.


"Oh yes, tomorrow he said he wanted to send one ART at home to help you here."


Levia refused.


"Not necessarily ... Levia can clean things up by herself."


"Don't! You can't make a goodie. Your job is to serve me only!"


Instantly Levia shuddered in horror. She dared not look at her husband's face. Looking at the cat-shy Levia, Dirga was even more excited. The man even more aggressively teased his wife.


"What do you want to eat out here?"


"Here you go! Levia!" levia hastily leaves her husband. The young lady went straight to the kitchen. Surely while breathing. Getting close to Dirga just makes it a heart spot.


I don't know what the feeling is, but the man has never said his love. But, there was always a faint and thrilling aura when they were together. Is it because she is starting to be often mocked by her husband? So unknowingly, the relationship between the two deepened.


Until able to make Levia ketar-ketir if they are both only in one closed room. Because of course, Dirga will make him not wear anything.


***


A week later


That morning Levia was in the kitchen, accompanied by a housekeeper who had been living with them a few days ago.


"Geev!" call Dirga.


Levia, who was still struggling with cooking utensils in the kitchen, immediately removed the apron.


"Bik .. please continue yes."


"Okay, Non!"


Tap tap tap


Levia stepped into the room.


CLAMPS


"Yes!"


He saw Dirga standing in front of a mirror at his height.


"Yes, what's wrong?"


"Please help me!"


Levia approaching.


[Usually wear it yourself!]


Clenching her lips, Levia tiptoed. She fixed her husband's tie. Very spoiled, usually never asked for his help.


"It's over!" levia said while half subduing.


"What cooking? It's fragrant!" dirga Goda.


[Harum? I haven't even taken a shower!]


"Fried rice!"


"It's not .. it's not that!" Dirga immediately grabbed Levia's chin.


"I'm bathing!" levia said quickly.


"Then it's even better!"


Levia instantly glared, but suddenly her eyes closed instantly as Dirga's face approached.


"It's late!" levia whispers when the lips of the two have not yet met.


"No problem. This is the most important thing!"


Mnhcpp ...


***


On the floor was strewn with Levia and Dirga's clothes. Not to the office for work. Dirga is busy with his new job, which is to work on Levia.


Tok tok, tock,


"Master .. There's a guest."


Levia and Dirga immediately stared at each other, awkwardly rushing Levia to run to the bathroom.


"Just a second!" screamed Dirga from within.


A few moments later


Dirga has come out with neat clothes back, not the clothes that were. Because it's tangled.


"I'm out first!" he told Levia who was drying her hair.


CLAMPS


Tap tap tap


"Who's coming, Bi?"


Dirga observed the figure of a beautiful woman sitting in the living room. The fragrance is not foreign, like the smell of Arunika. SERIATE