The Bride's Tears Replacement

Chapter 22

Love is now wet all over her body. He shivered in the cold. Soon Rafa helps Love take off the wet clothes, then wrap Love's body with a bathrobe.

"I'm sorry, I. I accidentally splashed soapy water in your eyes." Rafa said regretfully.

The eyes of Love were wide-eyed astonished and happy to hear the apology of a Rafa.

"Is it still cold?" Wrap Love's hair with a towel.

Love just nodded. He was so cold that his lips trembled. Seeing that, Rafa immediately cleans himself, then wears a bathrobe. Then carry the body of Love towards the bed.

"Baby girl, it's time for bed." Lying the body of Love on the bed. Then cover it up to the neck.

"It's not removable yet?" Say Love touching the towel on the head and also his bathrobe.

"So soon, I'll be free." Wearing shorts and T-shirts.

After finishing dressing up, Rafa picks up a very mini and open evening gown. Love just keeps quiet after seeing that shirt.

"You shut up, I'll change your clothes." Get in the blanket.

"I can wear it myself, Mommy." Get up from his lying position.

"Shut up." Stop the movement of Love by holding tightly to both shoulders.

Just remember Love is silent. Then, Rafa starts putting his hands in Love's blanket. Her hand fingered on Love's waist to remove the bathrobe's rope. After the rope came off. His hands moved on the towel in the head of Love.

"Your hair is still wet. We'll dry it up." Binding Wet Hair Love with the bathrobe strap earlier.

Then Rafa put on the mini dress sheathed through the head of Love. After the dress was wrapped around Love's neck. Rafa immediately removed the bathrobe from the body of Love and put on a mini sexy dress.

"Done." Glancing at the body of Love that looks beautiful with clothes that are wide open on his cleavage.

"Try standing up." The ink that stood first.

Not wanting to argue, Love was slowly getting out of bed. He stood straight facing Rafa. There was an uncomfortable feeling wearing that shirt. The clothes were very short, even just covering up the base of his thigh. He does not wear any internal at all.

Same with the top. The wide hemisphere of the shirt with the rope hanging on both shoulders is only as big as the index finger, making Love feel not wearing clothes at all.

"I want you to wear clothes like this every night." Bringing Love to sit in his lap.

"But, Mom…"

Not finished talking, his lips were already held back by Rafa using his index finger.

"No rejection Madam Love." Grab a comb located above the nightstand.

Rafa untied Love's hair, then combed it slowly.

"You know. I really want to have a daughter. I want him to spoil every time I'm at home. And I imagine she ran funny as she welcomed my return from the office." His speech.

"I'm sorry I haven't been able to…"

Love's words are cut back, because Rafa kisses her lips. Rafa begins to bring Love to lie down.

"Not yet, baby. I still want to pamper and spoil you." Continuing their struggle.

"But I haven't prayed Isya yet." Stop Rafa's kiss.

Rafa's eyes stared displeased as Love stopped him from arriving.

"Hhaaahh." Getting out of the body of Love.

"Hurry along. I'll wait ten minutes." Closing his eyes with his wrists.

"Mas don't pray?" Take Love to doubt.

"Quick Love. Or will I kill you now?" His bent trying to reach the body of Love who had already run to the bathroom for ablution.

Rafa smiled. For some reason, he felt very happy to see a Love that liked to refute him. Although she is happy when Love complies with her, but, she is more pleased when Cinta refutes and slightly fights her.

"I'll teach you to be a spoiled and determined Nyanyo and Love. So that no one will be able to put you down."