MY HELPER PASSION

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Izza stood in front of the kitchen pantry without fading his smile. He thought the man would be angry with him too, but it turns out he was defending himself in front of his own wife. In addition, he had asked for himself to cook again good, when clearly his wife was upset.

Izza's smile suddenly disappeared. Remembering what he had accidentally seen just now. He regained self-awareness, if Deon's good treatment was only limited to employers and servants. No more than that. Because Deon must have loved his wife so much. Even now they must be continuing a husband and wife relationship in broad daylight as a relief of longing because last night Adell did not come home.

However, Izza did not stop hoping and gave up just like that. If he likes someone, he will try to reach them. It doesn't matter who it is. The important thing is that he does not forcibly seize the property of others. He just let it all go.

"Acp .."

Suddenly Izza grimaced in pain when the wound on his finger came back to bleed because the bandage he had opened last night. Izza recalled what Deon did last night to stop his blood wound. Then he put his finger into his mouth like the man did.

Izza walked towards the dishwasher's wastaffel and spewed out the blood he had just breathed from his finger. The blood stopped flowing. He rushed to the television room to pick up the p3k box last night and wrapped his finger in a bandage. He thought it was just a small wound, but it was pretty good too.

After finishing wrapping his finger with a bandage, then he started cooking for lunch later. He hopes this lunch menu is liked by Deon.

Deon laid his body next to his wife after the release of fluid he shot in her womb. The man's breathing sounded stingy and hunting. Sweat in his temple. While Adell went to the bathroom.

Deon tried to catch his breath. While thinking if this might be the right time to talk about his desire to have children. He could no longer delay this.

Adell returned from the bathroom, the woman standing in front of a large closet to pick up clothes because her innocent body was currently wrapped in a towel.

Deon got up and sat down, taking the pants he had thrown to the floor using his long leg range. After that, he put his pants back on.

"Today you're not going to the office anymore, are you?" tanya Deon made sure while wearing pants.

"No. Why?" Adell asked back.

"There's something I want to talk to you about."

Adell was silent for a moment while looking at her husband's face. "What?"

"Just put your clothes on first."

"OK."

Adell hastened. He wondered what Deon wanted to talk to him about. Deon sat leaning on the back of the bed, not long after which Adell followed up sitting next to him.

"What do you want to say, baby?" adell asked enthusiastically.

Deon had thought about this maturely. So this desire must be conveyed immediately without being delayed again.

"I want to have a baby" said the man.

"Huh??" Adell was surprised and he didn't seem to like hearing it.

"Darling .. You're not wrong?" Adell made sure he didn't hear wrong.

Adell shook his head. "What dream do you suddenly want to have a baby?"

Deon frowned. "What kind of dream, anyway? It's natural that I want to have children. The purpose of marriage is to get offspring. Do you not want to?"

"Deon, you know we're busy now. You also know myself I have a lot of business. Please understand the situation."

"Yes, I get it. At least once your business is clear, we're planning a pregnancy."

"I don't agree."

"Why?"

"I don't think it's time we had a baby. I'm busy, especially you. Who will take care of our child after birth?"

"Yes you, I am."

"I? How is my business?"

"You left it."

"What's? Are you crazy, Deon?"

Deon took a deep breath. He had expected that this would inevitably lead to a debate. But he could no longer resist his will.

"Honey, you're the CEO of your skincare products. You don't have to be in the office every day. You must have a confidant, right? You give your man complete trust, let him handle everything."

"It's not that easy, Deon!"

"Yes, until when are you going to delay our child's pregnancy?"

Adell clucking. I don't know why he doesn't like it when Deon talks about kids. He wants to be free without any burden. This is what makes him lazy.

Adell got off the bed and stomped her feet. He snatched his phone and car keys on the nightstand, after which went out of the room.

"Where are you going? We're not done talking, baby," Deon exclaimed.

Adell doesn't care about Deon's call. She left regardless of her husband.

"Hey, Adell ..!!"

Deon's call is not at all on the gubris. Adell was really mad at him. The one who should be angry is himself. Deon could only exhale while rubbing his slightly rough face.

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