Not Planned Love (R3)
100. Arsyad
...100. Arsyad...
...“Whoever loves because of Allah, hates because of Allah, gives because of Allah and does not give because of Allah, then his faith is perfect.”—H.R Abu Daud & At-Tirmidhi...
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“Yanda don't want banana chocolate?” bargain beautiful women who are cool to enjoy the legit snack.
“You only eat, I see enough.” The man who was sitting while observing it opened his voice. Seeing the beautiful woman enjoying her chocolate banana voraciously was enough for her.
“It's good, sweeth.”
“Really?”
The beautiful woman nodded enthusiastically. With a quick movement she stepped towards her interlocutor, but her movements were hampered by the dress dangling to the floor. Seeing his lover in trouble, the beautiful man did not remain silent. He immediately approached, then carried the light body in his carriage.
“Yanda yes, ngagetin.”
A smile was published by the beautiful man. She was put down in bed before she joined herself.
“Why don't yanda burn? He said he wanted to eat salmon thai too?” ask the beautiful woman.
The beautiful man should still be joined by his family members who are holding a burning event. Not here, accompanying the wife who had permission to change clothes.
“Have it here.”
“But yanda haven't eaten yet, loh?” iris hazelnut was staring at his interlocutor fixedly. “Hustoms, likes to eat late. Then the stomach acid goes up, how? Kara fetch eat, huh?” hail that beautiful woman.
“With such circumstances? Walk only you trouble.”
Kara pursed her lips. The feeling at the altar was that the path was fine. But, why now she has so much trouble because of the wedding dress. She also did not want to give up her dream shop dress because she still wanted to wear it.
“Take it off if you make you uncomfortable.”
Kara's headband gave in response. “After four years of marriage, and Kara can finally wear a wedding dress in front of everyone. It feels Kara does not want to come off so happy.”
Arsyad—the handsome man released a smile while touching the frame of the wife's face.
“Cantics.”
“What's beautiful, yanda?”
“You, my wife.”
A red hue appears to decorate Kara's face. Today is a happy day for them. The day they were able to have their wedding reception, after a four-year struggle. Marriage, which was originally due to an obligation, hidden from the public, can now be performed on the world. Although it can not be attended by many people, Kara remains happy because there are people closest to her who helped redirect the happy day.
“You happy?” asked Arsyad, while tucking the child's hair that fell on part of the wife's face.
“Sure.” A sweet smile Kara's show.
All of this has been carefully designed by everyone, in order to celebrate Arsyad and Kara's graduation day. In addition, this event is intended as an appreciation for the two who have fought hard all this time. Neither Arsyad nor Kara were told. However, halfway through the plan, Kara is separated first with Arsyad. He went on a different plane with his father. When arriving on the island, Kara was immediately taken to the main inn, where the dream wedding dress and her needs were available.
When she saw her dream wedding dress attached to a mannequin, Kara was surprised instead of playing. She even had a chance to shed tears when the father instructed to try the wedding dress of the collaboration design of 2 famous fashion designers. Not only wedding dress, there are also heels made of glass with a sprinkling of swarovski diamonds, several sets of jewelry from tiffany & co, wedding veil, bouquet of flowers, professional make up artist, etc, and there's so much more.
Her desire to step into the wedding dress materialized, as well as her status that is now known to many as the wife of Arsyad An-nass Senopati Az-zzioi.
“You don't want to shower?”
That question managed to make Kara's daydreams crumble. She looked at her husband with a bad feeling. “Kara still wants to wear her wedding dress, ih.”
“Until when? Until you fall asleep?”
“Iya, until Kara sleeps.”
Arsyad smiles. The beautiful man spent a lot of stock smiles that are usually limited. “Replace the dress, and wear comfortable clothes.”
“But, later the dress is stored in the glass cabinet, can?”
“Hm.”
“Saved in our room. On display, can?”
Arsyad smiled again, nodding. “Whatever to you.”
A loose smile appears created in the corners of Kara's lips. With a quick movement the beautiful woman then wrapped her hands around her husband's neck.
“Thank you very much (thank you very much).”
Arsyad did not answer with the word. But with a quick movement pull the nape of the back of the wife. Put a sweet kiss in response to the words of the wife. Fulfil every bead taste they share.
“Banana Chocolate?” he asked, while releasing the link between them. He saw the beautiful face of the wife who was filled with a red hue. Through the kiss Arsyad can feel the sweetness of banana chocolate left behind.
“Yanda ush,”
“Why, want more?” ask Arsyad joke.
“Kara?”
“Hm. Why?”
Arsyad brought his wife's face to face him. Locking the gaze of the hazelnut iris. “I'll take over everything from now on. So, trust me.”
“Soal?”
“Responsibility that burdens you,” replied Arsyad. Next to his hand pulled the slender waist the wife was getting closer. “I plan to merge two core companies.”
“Yanda mean?”
“Give me the opportunity to make your grandfather and grandmother's company merge.”
“That's impossible, yanda.”
“Nothing is impossible if we have not tried it,” reply Arsyad steady.
“Kara will support every step of yanda. Whether it's about a merger or anything, as long as yanda doesn't inflame herself. neither grandfather nor grandmother Kara is an easy person to handle.”
The beautiful woman ran her fingers on the firm jaw of the husband. He gave Arshad the freedom to run the business on their behalf. However, he did not want Arsyad to sacrifice himself in danger. Kara would prefer to live as an ordinary person, rather than having to live with the wealth, but her life is not happy. He does not want to end up like the father who has to lose love because of power problems.
“Kara just want to replace Papih position in the office. The rest, it's up to yanda.”
Arsyad smiled a little. His fingers moved passively touching the lips of the wife. “For the time being, do what you want. Let me handle another,” he said, before scooping the boneless object again.dropping small kisses that cause a surge in the chest cavity.
“Yanda,” Kara has a raucous voice, still following the rhythm of the game Arsyad on her lips.
“Don't be too burdensome if you're ready to be a mother.”
Arsyad released his prisoner. Within such a close distance, their eyebrows were united. Their gazes blended together, with breaths meeting each other.
“Yanda means, what?” kara asked raucously, still trying to normalize her breathing roar.
“Four years is enough to wait and prepare.” Arsyad touched his wife's face slowly.
“Can I take that right? Right to have you completely?”
For a moment Kara did not respond. He was still trying to normalize the irregular roar of breath. Now coupled with an erratic racing heart rhythm.
“Why you should ask permission if you already know the answer,” he said in a small voice.
Arsyad passed a smile. “Because it's a must. You have been taking good care of him all this time. Like a flower that is well preserved until it blooms and invites many insects. Wouldn't if I wanted to pluck it for myself, I would have to ask the owner's permission?”
Kara was made nervous because of it. Somehow have to face every treatment of this sweet creature?
“That's yanda rights. Yanda had the right to take it from the beginning. It is precisely Kara who should thank you for wanting to wait this long. And, sorry for not being able to fulfill obligations like a wife in general.”
One brief kiss Arsyad gave when the Kara finished speaking. “Do not apologize,” the next second, Arsyad brought the body of the wife who was in his arms ala bridal style. Kara who received such treatment quickly tightened her grip on the husband's neck.
“Mandi first, take ablution, then we pray sunnah.” Arsyad dropped off his wife when he arrived in the bathroom.
“O—kay,” Reply Kara clumsy. “K—alau thus Kara shower first.”
“No need help?” Arsyad glanced at the wife's back. “Maybe you will have trouble removing it? In this house there are only the two of us.”
Kara breathes her little lust. His heart rhythm felt abnormal. Kara's worried she's getting an impromptu Artmia. But, he should not retreat for now. She should be devoted as a wife. It is time for her to fulfill the needs of her husband.
“Kara?”
The owner's name is stunned. “Y—a,”
“What's up?”
“E—gak,” Kara smiles nervously. “Y—anda, here aja, yes, help Kara.”
The elderly man developed a smile. “By pleasure.”
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...TBC...
...Huhuhoo…. My son is big...
...How's nih? Double part? Uhuhu. finally, the fasts open as well. Not playing around. If there's anything, how can Yanda gan touch Kara that long? The answer is to know for yourself how Kara's overprotective is guarded. Yanda is not willing to take away her rights, for fear that Kara is not ready. Yanda also promised Papih at that time. They are also here required to prepare themselves before launching into battle. Well, right, now the battlefield is on the verge of an eye. So, let Kara take her right. Ijet lamp also from papih....
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