
As soon as her son and daughter-in-law came home, Clarissa approached Devan at the library. She picked up the reading book that her husband held.
"Why bother me?" Devan looked at his wife.
"Darling, it seems like we haven't had a fuss in a long time" Clarissa replied.
"What do you want me to do?" asked Devan softly.
"There can be no rules in the office not brought home."
"I just want Raisa to have the right husband" Devan said.
"Darling, Eza is now our daughter-in-law. It's not possible to test again, is it?"
"Why indeed? I want him to be a good husband and father" Devan explained.
"Truly to talk to you." Clarissa snorted in annoyance.
Devan pulls his wife's hand and sits on her lap. He tucked Clarissa's hair in between her ears. "Why are you getting so chatty, Rissa?"
"You're such a bitch, you never changed before. Everything has to be on time" he said.
"Do you want us to go on vacation?" bargained for.
"Kids coming?" Clarissa asked back.
"No, it's just the two of us."
"Why just the two?"
"I want us to go on another honeymoon" she replied.
"We're old, Van."
"When we're old, you're still the old Rissa. The flirtatious, spoiled and shameless!" Devan reminds his wife of his past.
"You are the same, arrogant and selfish President!"
"You really want me to beat it up, yeah!" Devan clutched his wife's body.
"Van, don't be strong. I can't breathe" Clarissa said.
"Sorry, Rissa!" Showing his innocent face.
"You're so very funny, my President!" Clarissa kissed her husband.
"I want to be here!" Devan pressed his lips.
"In the room alone" whispered Clarissa seductively.
"Then, come on!" Devan stood up pulling Clarissa's hand leading her to the room.
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Two days later.....
Raisa's still in the workspace with her papa. So, he could not be as he liked to skip or take the phone for hours.
"Raisa, tomorrow Papa and Mama will go on vacation to Dubai. So, for the next two weeks you take care of everything" Devan told his daughter.
"Raisa and Eza can come, Pa."
"No!"
"Why, Pa?"
"Whose company is it?"
"You can't come, Papa gave permission for two weeks' leave yesterday. There's no way you should take another vacation?"
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In the afternoon, when her husband came to pick her up for work, Raisa took her to her parents' house.
"Do we have to go there this afternoon?" Eza asked while driving.
"Yes, baby."
"What's the matter exactly? Is Mama Rissa sick?"
"No, but they want a vacation abroad" replied Raisa.
"What if they're on vacation?"
"I want to come."
"So, you want to leave me alone here."
"I'm going with you" he said.
"Oh, kirain."
Once at her parents' house, Raisa rushes down leaving her husband behind.
Devan was shocked when his daughter was by his side. "Why didn't you say you wanted to come here?"
"Raisa wants to see Mama" he said.
"What's up, Raisa? Why would you want to meet your mom?" ask Clarissa.
Raisa approaches Clarissa and puts her hand on her arm. "Are you really going to Dubai?"
"Yes" replied Clarissa.
"Raisa's coming, huh?" volunteered.
"No!" sahut Devan's.
"It's our vacation special, son." Clarissa smiled.
"Can you come?" Whine Raisa while Eza sat down and saw the chatter of his wife and her in-laws.
"No way, son. Mama and Papa want to make another sister for you!" Clarissa.
"Huh" Raisa and Devan opened their eyes.
"Other times we will vacation together, Mama and Papa want to enjoy the time together as before when young. Isn't that my beloved husband?" Clarissa looked at her husband with a sweet smile.
"But you don't want to make a sister for Raisa, do you?" tanyanya polo's.
Devan and Clarissa were just smiling at her daughter's question.
"We won't give you another sister but give us a grandchild" Clarissa said.
Eza who again sipped tea heard Mama Clarissa almost sprayed her drink lucky she managed to hold it if not the sharp gaze of Papa Devan that she would get.
"May give us another vacation, so that we can make grandchildren for you" Raisa said
"Next time, Raisa. It's home, Mama and Papa want to get ready. Tomorrow take us to the airport" Clarissa said.
"Darren didn't come with you on vacation, did he?" ask Raisa.
"No, he's still in school." Answer Clarissa.