Mr Zen's Bed Partner

Chapter 230

In short, Zen brings his wife home, of course, remains one car with Bimo and Hani who are quite difficult to hold two children at once in his sling, because Bimo must focus on driving.

The man showed a very noticeable sour face on his face, even when he passed Grandpa Arhan he did not greet the old man and walked with his firm steps towards the room. Of course it makes Grandpa Arhan wonder, what is with his granddaughter to show a very sour face like passion fruit?

Before long, Ica entered following her husband with a step of fatigue because Zen was no longer visible.

"Aishh, that man!" Rutuk Ica while bored after running after her husband's wide steps.

"What's up with Zen, son?" Grandpa Arhan asked when he saw his granddaughter-in-law coming with a facial expression that was almost not far away with the look of Zen's face earlier.

"Biasalah cramming Kek, because Ica was caught eating ramen earlier at Risya's house." Obviously Ica made Grandpa Arhan mangosteen.

"Yes, but it's old." Cetus Grandpa Arhan made Ica chuckle.

"Yes Cake, really sensian."

Before long, Zen came down in his casual clothes, but carried a long stick that made Ica frown.

"Where's Dad?"

"Maen billiard." His reply was short then went to the back of the mansion, he was indeed planning to play one of those ball poking games with Arian.

"The very flat cake of the wall, sulking its gemesin." Ica muttered with a smile looking at the back of Zen who had disappeared behind the connecting door between the mansion and the backyard. Because of the vastness of Zen's mansion, the man had a private golf course, to a private orchard as well, and several other facilities such as a swimming pool and a special room to play billiard.

"Here you go, you better rest first. Don't think too much about that guy, anyway he's bucin with you, where can he be angry for a long time with you." Grandpa Arhan's chirps made Ica laugh, right too Grandpa Arhan said. After all, he had the key to make Zen melt, and he would try it tonight, of course, after his two children fell asleep.

Ica smiled meaningfully, she knew what she had to do to make her husband go down.

"Mbak, ASI stock is in frezeer. Later if Dave same Daisy fuss that love aja yes, I want service." Whisper Ica at the end of the word. The two Nannies were just whiny, of course they understood what was meant by 'dines' by their employers, they also had a family so clearly knew, he said, it's just that they have to be LDRs because of their respective jobs.

"Ready Mistress."

"Heh, I told you not to call Madam, Ica just call her you're older than me."

"But our mistress is our master." Ica covered her face, she did not like it when the maids called her Madam, despite the fact that she was the young mistress in this house. But somehow, Ica still felt unworthy of such special treatment, she was just a pebble that happened to be picked up by a sultan and polished it into a diamond.

"Okay, Miss just call him? I feel old when you call her madam."

"Okay, Miss, we understand. Good evening," The temptation of one of the Nannies made Ica smile sweetly.

"You they need to be fussy call me yes, but by phone, Daddy will be angry if the ritual is disturbing. I go to the room first, remember if the kids sleep you should sleep too."

"Okay, Miss, good night."

"Yes, night." Answer Ica and then start to walk one by one stairs to her room. He rushed to the bathroom to clean his body before Zen finished playing the billiard.

It only took 20 minutes, Ica was done with her bathing ritual, she came out with a thin bathrobe that she accidentally bought a few days ago, she said, not even Zen knew that Ica was that bad right now.

Ica put on lotion all over her body, a refreshing scent instantly emanating as soon as she finished rubbing her.

The next step, he switched to the dressing room. Choosing about which official clothes are roughly suitable to provoke the passion of the husband. Ribet once indeed, persuading a husband who sulks just because of trivial things must come to this.

Done it. Ica lay sideways as soon as she heard the footsteps slowly approaching the room, sure enough Zen soon entered with a face that was still flat as the wall.

He glared when he saw the appearance of the wife who was very tempting his faith tonight, really for whatever sake Ica looks very challenging, especially with her current pose.

"Zen's temptation, temptation." Curse the man while shaking his head, he felt his pants claustrophobic at this moment. His weapon had been awakened from his sleep just because he saw the wife who was very challenging it.

"Dad, what's the puff? Tired huh?" Ica's flickering hand gently caressed her husband's firm jaw, making the man's blood rustle violently.

"Ngapain wearing that shirt? Want to talk to Daddy?"

"No, but if you can make Daddy not angry anymore why not, right?"

"Well, what if you can't walk tomorrow morning?" Zen asked with a mischievous grin on his lips.

"We'll see, me or Daddy gives up first." Challenge Ica, make Zen smile and then without hesitation immediately hold the wife ala bridal style and drop her in bed.

The man started his game with a savage, Ica made yelling favors throughout the game in Zen. Unmitigated, the man actually proved his remark.

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In the morning, Zen woke up first and cleaned his body. He went down first to take food for the wife, he knew for sure his body was sick all because of his actions that played all night somehow round.

But Ica got up and remembered the two children, she got up and picked up her clothes, stepped slowly into the bathroom and cleaned her body and went downstairs in a struggle.

Ica walked slowly up the stairs, her knees felt limp to make her tremble and could not support her body properly, until the handle of the stairs was the only help for Ica at this time.

He holds her waist while approaching the two Nannies who are sitting while playing with Dave and Daisy. Luckily they are very understanding children even though they are babies, they look very henchmen with Nanny, like knowing that her mother is in pain after carrying out her duties.

The two Nannies were throwing gazes at each other, perhaps they were astonished and wondered, how dashing their master was when in bed? Or how many rounds of play last night that made the young Miss have trouble walking? Just imagining it they've been made to shudder in horror.

"What's wrong?" Ask Ica wonder.

"Ee-hhh no Non, we just like to look at." Her Ceplos made Ica chuckle.

"Yaudah continued, I want to eat first. Oh, yeah, has anyone seen Daddy?"

"Young master is in the kitchen, Miss." His reply, made Ica immediately leave after hearing the answer.

After Ica was not seen again, then the two began to berghibah.

"I'm sick of seeing Miss Ica's road, must have been beaten all night, no?"

"Of course it is, Mr. Zen is a sports fan must have strong stamina to be able to make Miss Ica kek that."

"Issshh hurts me, it's his alesan why I choose a husband who distended his stomach, let's play not long." Her chirps.

"Idih, you are. I'm young, he wants to have torn bread."

"Your husband has?"

"No, donut belly but not a hole aka distended like a sponge." Answer it while grinning.

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