My husband's the Cold Mafia
Chapter 52. Turns out.
A cold and frightening night had passed and was now changing to a cold and shocking morning.
Rain still soaks the earth with a swift, people also choose to move in the house alone rather than exposed to rain water that can make the body shiver.
Inside the room, Diana slowly opened her eyes as a hand touched her face.
Diana looked at the hand that touched her face, it turned out that it was Nara's tiny hand that was now beside her.
"Good morning the daughter of a beautiful mother in the world" said Diana slowly while stroking her baby's cheek.
"You want milk?" diana tried to sit up, but her head was still dizzy.
"Sleep, you still have a fever." Diana immediately turned her gaze towards Nathan who came carrying a bottle of white water.
"But Nara needs milk" said Diana, watching Nathan put the water into Nara's bottle.
"You have a fever so don't get close to my daughter" Nathan said, irritating Diana.
"Then you want to give my daughter some water? Just get yourself done!"
"It's not water, it's sugar water!" nathan carried Nara and gave her sugar water.
"I'm still healthy and can still breastfeed, sorry my son has to drink sugar water!" reply Diana was no less ketus.
"It's not just any sugar, you idiot! My sugar is different from your sugar!"
Hearing that, Diana chose silence. Diana lays her body down again while watching the interaction between Nara and Nathan.
If you think about it, the three of them have names that both use the letter N. Nathan, Nana and Nara. Not very unique.
"What look-look?" nathan asked Diana to wake up from her daydream.
"I don't see you, I only see my beloved daughter" Diana replied lightly.
"Currently, just tell me you want to see my face, don't you. Like you said back then, you're an installment!" nathan's ketus made Diana immediately sit up and stare resentfully at the man.
"Alright, that's the last time I say you're handsome! Next I will not praise you again, I better praise Mr. Hans only," said Diana with emphasis. Diana decided to go to the bathroom, she wanted to eat so she had to clean her face and mouth first.
After cleaning her face, Diana came out of the bathroom. There was only Nathan there, no Nara made Diana look for the whereabouts of her daughter.
"Where's Nara?" diana asked walking towards Nathan who was sitting on the sofa.
"I've thrown it into the pool" Nathan replied seriously making Diana widen her eyes immediately.
"My son!" diana shouted to get out of the room, but the door of the room was in the lock.
"Open the door!" diana was angry.
Nathan walked up to Diana making the woman regress. Nathan continued walking until he cornered Diana to the wall.
Not wanting to look Nathan in the face, Diana turned her back to her husband.
"You pissed me off today, but take it easy, no matter how upset I am, I won't hurt my daughter, except you" Nathan whispered, touching Diana's belly making the woman glower.
"Don't touch me, pervert!"
"Eum, I'll touch you if you say that. Just say today is the opposite day, if you say no, then I will do it, and vice versa" Nathan said with his right hand touching Diana's stomach and his left hand stroking Diana's neck.
Diana's body became tense, if she turned her body around, it would get worse. Blurred? That's a bad idea because Nathan really squeezed him against the wall.
"I said don't fuck around!" diana screamed with goosebumps as Nathan's right hand crept into her shirt.
"I'll mess around" whispered Nathan with a small smile.
"Death to me" murmured Diana.
"About what it's like to touch this thin and short body well, we're married but we haven't the first night, what if we just do it now. But, the name is not the first night, but the first morning" Nathan said stroking Diana's stomach.
"I'm not ready yet" said Diana fearfully.
"What's? You're ready, then come on." Nathan directly carried Diana making the woman immediately scream in rebellion.
"Down me!" shouted Diana.
"Don't want to put it down, it's fine then."
Nathan dropped Diana off on the bed.
Diana tried to rack her brain, did she have to continue this game. He had to say that nothing would happen between them.
Nathan was seen undressing to make Diana panic, what should she do now?
"Do we have to do that?" diana asked doubtfully.
"No," Nathan replied but he had taken off his shirt and was unzipping his belt.
"Say no but her pants are open as well" Diana muttered amusedly.
"Well Diana, let's follow the rules."
"Alright, let's do it," said Diana steadily made Nathan stop the activity of his hand that was unzipping his pants.
"Come," Nathan said, directly oppressing Diana made the woman scream.
"He said the opposite, but why did you disavow!" diana shouted trying to escape. Nathan's body felt very light, but still Diana could not escape from her husband.
"Please! Help me!" diana shouted loudly.
"Help me! Please have a perverted husband, help me!"
"Miss, miss." Diana faintly heard Mr. Hans' voice.
"Sir Hans, help me. There's a brash guy here, he wants to fuck me. Hit him in the head, sir!"
"Sir Hans! Hit this guy's head!"
"Nathan fuck! Damn men! Just die you!"
"Miss conscious, miss. What did you say?"
Diana quickly opened her eyes and looked at the frightened face of Mr. Hans. Diana again noticed the object she was hugging, deservedly felt light, it turned out she was hugging the bolster.
"Are you okay, miss? You had a bad dream?" asked, Hans looked at Diana who was still confused.
Diana looked at the people in her room, Hans, Rayyan, Xeon and her husband who were holding Nara.
Was he dreaming pervert? If true, he finished this, especially he was screaming indistinctly. She even cursed her own husband.
Diana looked at Nathan's cold face, in contrast to Rayyan and Xeon who were holding back a laugh.
"I'll be skinned," murmured Diana desperately.
"What did you say, miss?" ask mr. Hans.
Diana gave a chuckle and shook her head, "i didn't say anything, Mr. Hans."
"Basic crazy" Nathan and Diana said.
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