Marsha, Between Love and Revenge

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Three days after the wedding.

Zidan and Marsha were on their way to Valent Xavier's residence. The grandfather of his late father Zidan asked them to come to the house whose address he had sent, during those three days, Zidan and Marsha did not come out of the hotel room.

There was no honeymoon, so the two spent their time in the hotel alone.

Ever since they got out of the hotel and now they're on their way, Zidan hasn't taken his hand off Marsha. Marsha until smiling amusedly saw the possessiveness of Zidan. The new nature of Zidan he knew, if it was love, the man was so pure, yes actually already seen from the struggle Zidan who could find his existence.

"Why smile is that." Zidan caught a glimpse of Marsha, then refocused on the streets.

"The reason is amused, you from earlier did not take off my hand hold I continue, but we no longer cross this loh Zidan."

"I just don't want to lose you."

Marsha chuckles. "Where else am I going? As long as you don't mess around, I won't go."

"Sorry" Zidan said, kissing the back of Marsha's hand.

"Udah passed, don't discuss it again."

"Well, hmm is it still aching?" tanya Zidan looked at the uncomfortable sitting of Marsha.

"No, just not comfortable anyway, three days pounded continuously, in the thigh I feel like there is still something odd."

"The rice is delicious, it's addictive." Marsha pursed her lips at Zidan's reply. Without feeling their car has entered an elite residential area, housing containing the sultans, nicknames for the rich in this country.

Passing through five luxurious houses with a very wide field, they finally reached the place they were headed. Marsha until advancing her seat to ascertain the address that Valent Xavier sent. Their arrival was immediately welcomed by the Valent guards.

The black-painted high fence opened, and immediately showed a fountain in the yard of his house, Zidan's car turned the fountain and stopped at the door of the house. It turns out Valent Xavier was already standing there welcoming the arrival of the two.

Zidan got out first, and turned the car to open the door for his wife. His hands stretched out to help his wife get out of the car. During her stay with Zidan, Marsha had started eating a lot, and now her stomach was a little prominent, especially Marsha wearing a knee-length dress that fit her body.

"Welcome Grandpa's grandkids."

Zidan only smiled thinly, even impressed ordinary to see his grandfather who welcomed them friendly.

That was because he was traumatized by Nasyat, making Zidan difficult to trust the people closest to him, and build a barrier for them. Marsha herself shakes hands with Valent and unshakably kisses the back of the hand of the almost eight-headed man.

They followed Valent's steps into the luxurious house nuanced w**hite gold, and went straight to the dining room.

"Grandpa hope that even though you have eaten, you do not refuse to eat here."

Not saying a word, Zidan pulled out a chair for his wife, peeked at her forehead, then pulled the chair to the left of Marsha.

"So we had breakfast anyway, Cake. But Grandpa knows for himself, pregnant women should eat a lot. Isn't that Zidan?" marsha said, turning to Zidan who Zidan replied to a swipe on his back and a small nod. There is no sense of awkwardness that is usually felt by new daughters-in-law. Zidan and Valent are very happy.

If in the household the wife who serves the husband, different from Zidan and Marsha. Zidan swiftly stood up, filling Marsha's plate with rice and side dishes that Marsha wanted without having to ask, and then Zidan filled the contents of the plate. It did not go unnoticed by Valent Xavier.

Valent was not angry, on the contrary, he was amazed at Marsha, Marsha was impressed indifferent as it is, there is no guard image, so there is no falsehood that he will show.

After eating the slesai, Valent invited Zidan and Marsha to talk in the family room. The living room is quite spacious, with ornaments and the entire interior is in matching color, white gold . Marsha can already estimate the entire price of the contents of the house, all made of high-quality materials, and certainly not cheap prices.

Marsha sat on the long sofa, and Valent Xavier sat on the single sofa.

"Grandpa called you here because there's something Grandpa wants to tell you."

Marsha and Zidan silently listened to what their grandfather was about to say.

"This house was just bought after your wedding yesterday, this house will be presented to you both, as a wedding gift."

Marsha widened her eyes, sedan Zidan took a breath.

"Sorry Kek, it seems we can't accept it," Zidan refused, Valent Xavier looked surprised, as did Marsha, he looked at Zidan in disbelief. "We'll stay in our own house later after I sell Nasyat's grandfather's house."

"Zidan, but I want to stay here. We can't refuse fortune, can we?" he looked at his grandfather. Valent replied with a nod. "The grandfather is looking for a lot of money for his grandchildren, so we as grandchildren must appreciate his hard work, we just enjoy it."

"This house is too big, aren't you afraid?"

"I will bring a lot of art, so the house will always be crowded. After all, we share the windfall by providing many jobs for others." Marsha squinted. "Zidan, you have a lot of money to pay them?" Zidan chuckles at Marsha's hair, Valent Xavier is the same, Marsha is other than others according to him.

"I'm asking you not to work anymore because of my money, your job is to spend my money." Marsha's lips immediately heard that, she grabbed Zidan's hand, leaning on Zidan's shoulder.

"Thank you, Zidan." Marsha then raised her head to look at Valent Xavier. "Grandpa lives here, right?"

"I won't stay here, so you can change as you please in this house" replied Valent, Marsha and Zidan looking at each other, Zidan shrugging his shoulders. Valent knows Zidan still hasn't accepted it completely.

"So Grandpa doesn't live here? Why would we live in a house this big if Grandpa didn't live here?" marsha protest. "I'll refuse if Grandpa won't stay here."

"It's okay, you guys definitely need both privacy, Grandpa will stay in Singapore."

Marsha grunts. "Well, if Grandpa doesn't want to. I don't want to accept this house either, do I, Zidan?" Zidan just smiled a little at his wife, she will obey whatever Marsha's decision. "Zidan will be busy working after this, there is no way Kek, I'm alone at home, will be more crowded if there is a Grandpa."

Valent Xavier chuckled as he glanced at the silent Zidan, I don't know if he didn't misinterpret Marsha's intentions.

"Grandfather will occupy the back room near the backyard then, you can choose your own room that you will occupy."

Marsha flicked her finger. "This is a wise decision, Mother." Valent nodded.

Marsha then stood up, taking Zidan around the house, downstairs being her first destination.

"Grandfather, we're gonna take a look at this house. Can you?" Pamphitt.

"Yes, look. This is your house, Grandpa just hitchhiking here."

"Grandfather, what are you talking about? I don't like to hear it" Marsha said sulking.

Valent laughed, he would be very happy to be in a house with this chatty Marsha, and would always make her laugh with his cuckoo and cepla ceplos.

Then Marsha took Zidan's arm and saw that there were two kitchens on the bottom floor, one clean kitchen and one dirty kitchen, there were three rooms, one of which was Valent's room, two more serve as guest rooms. The rest is family room and living room. Then they saw a backyard that was no less spacious, there was a swimming pool and two long chairs to relax complete with a beach umbrella.

Across the pool there is a glass room, can be seen inside if it is space to exercise with advanced equipment and complete. Marsha enthusiastically ran a small towards the space.

"Marsha be careful, you'll fall." Marsha who is wearing high-heels five centimeters incline her body, Zidan swiftly ran to catch Marsha's body before falling.

Marsha laughed when she was in Zidan's arms. "Zidan, are you really worried? I'm happy" he said, giving a kiss on Zidan's lips.

"So you pranked me?" Marsha laughed out loud again, then stood up, stepped away from the embarrassed Zidan, towards the gym.

"Waww Zidan, Grandpa gave us Vip's ministry, he must be willing to make amends for not being able to take care of you since childhood." Marsha pushed the glass door, then tried one by one the equipment.

Zidan only noticed what Marsha was doing while leaning and chest-scaping. Once satisfied, Marsha approached her husband. Shamelessly he wrapped his hand around Zidan's neck, and Zidan immediately greeted, holding his wife's waist.

"You know Zidan? That grandpa knew what I had in mind when I bought this house. After I finish swimming, and you finish the sport, we can continue the sport together. I like to do it when you're sweating, you look sexy." said Marsha right in front of Zidan's face, and it could wake up the side of Zidan's maleness who really wants him to keep making love with his wife.

Without a second thought, Zidan immediately reversed the position of Marsha leaning against the wall, he always liked this position, raised Marsha's hand above and locked it, then he attacked Marsha's lips.

One Zidan's hand was not left idle, he let it unfold and into the thin fabric of his wife's cover.

Zidan's fingers were actively moving down there, giving satisfaction to his wife with his fingers, Marsha seemed to be consumed with his own words, not expecting Zidan to dare attack him in a fairly open space, he said, but it turns out not far from them standing there is a remote attached, if Marsha thinks it's a remote ace, it turns out it's a remote to replace the glass of the room to dark, if Marsha thinks it's a remote, Zidan always knew what was on his mind.

Zidan increasingly violent attack him, Marsha's feet seemed to be made limp by the play of Zidan's fingers, Marsha almost limp, and can not support his own body, until he had to lean his head on Zidan's shoulder when the melepasnya come, and could not support his own body, until he had to lean his head on Zidan's shoulder when the, Zidan was really good at satisfying his wife

Marsha's breath gasped as Zidan pulled his finger from below. The sweaty forehead of Marsha.

"This is how you want it, baby."

"Zidan you're naughty." Marsha hit Zidan's chest with the rest of her power.

"But you like it, right?" whispers fishing Marsha. "We'll continue in the room, okay?" doors later. And the show around the house must be delayed as more important and draining events regain control of the new couple.