My Wife's Nurse

Your egoist

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Humaira ran small as the waves stormed her two beautiful legs, Putra being the target of her twitching place. Son smiles enjoying a beautiful moment with his wife. He used to think he would be single for life, he was afraid of being disappointed again. God has made another more beautiful plan. Humaira was present in the middle of her empty heart, alive but feeling lifeless. In the past to wake up every morning did not feel like, he was heartbroken with his past. Make the Son vent his stress to focus only on work, for other things he will never care.

"Mas, look at the sun and it's drowning!!" Humaira cheered in excitement. Again the son smiled to see the excitement of his wife. For something as simple as that, he was happy. A simple type of woman who can appreciate situations and circumstances.

"Darling!! yuuk photo!!! I've never taken a selfie with you!!" Humaira drew the Son's hand to draped again to her.

"Okey dear, I know I'm handsome cool and cool, don't obsess so doong!"

"The narcissist's back again!"

"Come on. admit it!"

"That's what you want!"

"Hey.who's not fascinated by my good looks!"

gosh darn..

"Love, I know your heart! I'm happy to accept your wonderful wishes!" The son took Humaira's HP in a more stylish manner.

"Ha ha ha ha" Humaira laughed heartily as she watched her husband's behavior.

"Smile darling!! 1.2.3... "

czechreek...

"1.. 2.... 3... ! "

cekrek...

"1..2..."

"Okey enough Mas, I think it's enough "Humaira took his gawai and peeked at the results of the son's shots

"Wooooow... vew the baguuuus!!! how to take it is also okay!!" Humaira honest.

"I am good at everything, baby!!"

"Well, is there anything less?!"

"There!!" suhut Humaira lanyang

"Lho..what??!" The son was curious while taking a peek at the results of his shots.

" Not written my love! hehehhe"

"That's not to be written, baby! in jidat I already emblazoned real that I'm it's your mine" Son kissed his wife's head.

"Ha ha ha. lebay his lessin mas!"

"It's serious baby... !"

"Can get my diabetes you love sweet words every day!"

"That's honest from my heart the deepest honey...!"

" Yes yes, I know!"

"mmuachhh.." Humaira's forehead again gets a friendly kiss.

After getting tired of standing up, they walked to their special seats, the personal bodyguards of the Son immediately stepped aside to the other side, and giving the young Boss some privacy, they watched from a little distance away, but stay affordable with just a few steps.

Humaira sat with her head against her husband's arm, and then tinkered, Humaira smiled at the first photo of her selfie with the Son, as if they had known for decades.

"Darling, I uploaded this! IG what's your name? I can tag?!"

"No.." Humaira's honest answer upset Putra.

"Seriously you?!"

"Seriously mas..!"

" I'm the son of Ramadan, baby!"

"Yes.I know that's your long name!"

"So you before her did not know me?!"

"Yes..." Humaira again nodded honestly

"Oh my god!" just this time I met my employee but do not know who I am.

"I am the new fate of your cooperation..."

"But you're my officer! why not find out?!"

"Darling..every day I'm preoccupied with my managed patients, they need my full attention!"

"So you think the owner of your company isn't that important?!"

"It's important baby.just..."

"We're going to the room now!" The son got up from his seat, and stepped back into the hotel. Humaira was stunned to witness the childish son's behavior.

"Oh my god.then I am happy too, this is why he craves that anyway?! I'm wrong if I don't know what Ig he is?! his strange man "humed Humaira in his heart. Then Humaira shuffled in her husband's broad steps, she was confused how to persuade such a sensitive man.

Arriving in the room, they were silent at the safe, Humaira was confused where to start.

"Yes..."

"Hmmmmm"

"What are we having dinner for?" Humaira basa stalely asked, eliminating awkwardness.

"Eat the wind" replied Putra Jutek

"Cock eat the wind? can the wind eat?!"

"mmmmm"

"kok hemmm?? have you ever had the wind?!"

"Hmmmmm"

"What is the wind?!"

"Hmmmmm"

"Your seat Hmmmm hmmmm hmmm only? satan Ham hem?!"

"What the hell?!"

"Ehhhh my husband can say something else! the devil is out!"

"You're not polite!"

"You're the one who broke!!!"

"Cock you snapped at me?!" Son rising

"Because you're not clear!" Humaira threw away the decorative cushion on the chair, then stepped into the bathroom. His heart is upset not playing, Putra screeches because of things that are not important according to him. Logically they have just been married 1 week, know 3 weeks, and never know each other, and his lashing Putra is the strangest thing in the history of his romance.

"You....." The son glared at Humaira's behavior, this girl is stubborn and does not want to give up apparently.

"What?!" Humaira challenged while replying glared

"Aaaaghhhhhhh!!!!" The son hit the chair with his hand and then stepped away.

"Aaaaaaagghrrhhhhhhh!!!!!" Humaira shouted loudly while flushing her body with the air shower. Getting upset is becoming more and more.

Moments later the magrib reverberated from Humaira's alram hp, the woman immediately completed her bath, and took ablution to perform prayers as her duty.

seriate...