Mr. Psycho's Love Obsession

30. Handsome devil

The cry of Diandra made the God jump straight from his bed. He was afraid that his wife would fall in the bathroom.

The god ran through the bathroom that was unlocked by the Diandra. He was already shaking in fear just by hearing the screams of Diandra.

"Why Dee, what's up??" God asked frantically, he had already rested beside the bathub.

"This look at it!!" Diandra actually looked sparkling, he was still holding his stomach covered with foam.

"What?? What exactly are you??" Diandra actually pulled the hand of God to hold his stomach right where the baby was doing movements such as kicking.

"Why is your scar?? Is anyone sick??" The god kept asking because he was still confused by what was happening.

Dugs..

"Well, you can feel it, right?? He's moving" said Diandra. He was not used to the miracle he had just felt.

"Move?? She?? my kid??" Ask the God again with his hand still holding Diandra's stomach.

"Yes" Angguk Diandra happily.

Dugs..

This time the smooth kick was right in the hands of the Gods.

"She moves Dee, I can feel her. He kicked my hand Dee. Look at Dee he keeps moving. Although gentle but I can feel it Dee" the God seemed to be smiling widely but his eyes said another. That guy's been crying a lot lately.

Diandra was happy because she could feel the presence of her son. Now it feels unparalleled happiness when it sees the reaction of such a happy God. His happiness seemed to be doubled.

After they had stayed in such a position for some time. They seem to realize something. The Diandra without a thread soaked in the bathtub covered with foam on his chest, and the God who rested beside him with one hand held the stomach of the water-soaked Diandra.

Their gazes met again but this time implied a different meaning.

"YYYYOO!!!!" Shouting Diandra.

The god hurriedly pulled his hand from Diandra's stomach then stood up turning his body.

Diandra bent her legs with both hands she used to cover her chest area.

"Sorry Dee, I didn't mean it. I came in because I heard your screams. You are also the one who pulled my hand to touch your stomach" God said still with nervousness.

He also wondered why he could not be aware that Diandra was in such a state.

"But it shouldn't be Papa Dee. Why should we be surprised like this. Not that I've seen it all. The proof is that you are now pregnant with my son" said the God wants to turn his body.

"Stop!!" Diandra stopped the God who wanted to turn around.

That God's words really put Diandra to shame. True too, God has even done more than just touch his stomach. But it felt ashamed when he faced the gods in such circumstances.

"It's true you've seen it all. But by force" Ketus Diandra. He stood up and took his towel. Winding it around her wet body was just her chest.

"Yes, I admit it. Because if I don't, where do you want it. Not yet in anything I've been caci maki with you" Reply God.

"Well, how am I going to be quiet. I do not know you, suddenly you come to marry me with a letter of agreement. Destroying my future, destroying my relationship with the man I love. Especially after marriage you forbid me in every way, then locked me in this house" Diandra's mouth was like there was no brake. Just keep saying what was the reason he hated the Gods back then.

"Oh so you're angry because I married you forcibly?? So if I approach you first, get to know you first. Maybe you'll accept me like that??" Asked the God with his right eyebrow slightly raised.

The god continued to advance towards Diandra with a sigh.

"Bu-not so" Diandra grew more nervous as the Gods completely eroded the distance between them.

"Why?? Didn't you ever tell me I'm a handsome i*lis??" Diandra was no longer able to move backwards because his body had hit the sink.

"I-I didn't say that" said Diandra trying to avoid the gaze of such a deep God.

"really?? Do I want to remember again, right??" The god leaned his face forward until another inch of his nose could touch Diandra's cheek.

"No need" Denied Diandra in a very slow voice.

"Why not?? Do you remember??" The fragrant smell of Diandra's skin exposed to the soap was smelled so fragrant with such a distance.

God tried to stay as calm as possible, so that he did not get out of control to really inhale the fragrance with his nose attached directly to the skin of Diandra.

Diandra was no longer able to hold her body. He was already squeezed, moreover the Gods were pressing him further back.

"You're getting prettier when you look this close to Dee" The breath of God felt on the skin of Diandra's face.

The god positioned his lips right in front of Diandra's lips. Then closed his eyes, and got closer, closer, until Diandra began to close his eyes. Hold his breath as hard as possible.

"God...."

Diandra felt the wind blow her eyes. Then Diandra's eyes opened, and what did Diandra see first??

A god with a smile that was very annoying to Diandra.

"Why nervous like that Dee?? I'm just kidding" The little naughtiness is getting Diandra's piety.

The god slightly distanced his face, seeing Diandra's already red face like that made the God even more anxious.

Diandra nervously touched her nape many times in embarrassment. Diandra felt being played by a god. And worse yet Diandra just carried away the flow of the man's game. Even worse, Diandra was disappointed because God did not kiss her.

"Finish your bath first after that we have breakfast"

The commandment of the gods did not release his smile.

Diandra just kept silent with her sharp gaze on the God.

But before the Gods turned away, he again leaned his body but this time to the side of Diandra. Closer his lips to Diandra's ears.

"I know that my good looks make you not wrinkle, but don't forget to breathe" Whisper in Diandra's ear that contains the woman wants to leave the planet right now.

It was embarrassed half to death because Diandra did not deny the good looks of the man in front of him, fragrant breath even though he just woke up, and the smell of his body made Diandra could not just take a breath.

After saying that the gods just left. Leaving behind Diandra whose white face had already turned red like a boiled crab.

Seriate..