The Cute Girl of the Mafia

The Extra Part 3

Aisha almost vomited as she and her husband passed a special table of friends - Elle's friends were drunk and playing cards. The unpleasant aroma of the drink was really piercing and igniting his stomach until nausea. Not to mention the smell of cigarettes that sting. He regretted choosing this path.

"Darling you're not papa?" The man felt anxious as Aisha grabbed him by the waist and put all her weight there. More worried when looking at his face that looks weak and lethargic.

"Are you sick?" The one who got no answer.

Aisha kept silent until they passed through the area and arrived at the crowded hotel parking lot. It is similar to a car show because most of those parked there are expensive luxury cars whose prices are unquestionable.

The car drove slowly, silence was created inside. Arthur who does not know what's wrong feels confused by the change in the look of his woman's face.

"Sha!" Call him break the silence. Because there is no conversation or music that revolves in the four-wheeled vehicle.

"Hmm?" Without looking and busy with the device. Replying to a message with Myara feels more fun than staring at the face of her husband who makes her upset.

"Am I wrong?" Ask the man to make sure. There's no reply. The man's hand turned the steering wheel to the left, stopping there and looking into his wife's eyes.

"Why stop here?" Asked with frowns furrowed as his netra around looking around, it turned out that they stopped in front of a hotel.

"We'd better stay here if you're still mad at me. We can have fun here." She said with a naughty smile that Aisha can guess where her husband is going.

"Huh, Arthur! I want to go home right now! I don't want to be here!" His whine was upset while trying to open the car door. But in vain, Arthur has locked the door that keeps them both trapped inside.

"Arthur!" angry protests.

But Arthur did not budge, he leaned his body until it got closer. His warm breath felt on Aisha's skin that suddenly made the woman bristled.

"What do you want?!" Her screeches while pushing the chest of the husband's field. But his strength was less strong, his small hands were unable to fight the large body of Arthur like a wrestler.

"You! I want you." His whisper was near Aisha's ear. Her hair was already standing upright when the flash of passion was so obvious in her husband's netra.

"Arthur, don't be crazy! it's in the car I don't want to do it! The doctor-" anyway"

Aisha's words were swallowed when her husband had first united himself. He grabs me gently, full of love and immense affection. She deepens her kisses as Aisha rebels, even holding back her nape.

Only then did the pagutan come off as they began to run out of breath. Aisha inhaled a lot of air, then exhaled slowly. She looked up at her husband who was laughing.

"You are!" Hit Arthur on the shoulder.

"That's the result if you ignore me Sha" said the man.

"You're a bitch! go there, I'll go home by myself!"

"Hey baby! I'm sorry, I'm worried to see you pout like that. Please tell me what's wrong so I can fix it, don't stay this way." He said gently while stroking his wife's cheek slowly. Makes Aisha's heart warm a little. But he was still upset, somehow his hormones brought him into a bad mood at all times, when things were going against his will.

"Think yourself!" Aisha.

"But I can't think that my wife is sulking like this!" Selorohnya while menoel chin Aisha. And pinching her cheeks that are getting chubby from pregnancy.

"Did you see me take a picture with Elle earlier?" Said Arthur again who started reading the situation. Aisha only glanced at a glance and then returned to throw her face aside.

"My guess is right, so you're jealous? mrs Anderson is jealous?" Arthur laughed at the wife. Aisha pursed her lips.

"Who does not get jealous to see his husband take a friendly photo with others!" Keto.

The man sighed softly, "Sha, forgive me. I didn't have time to resist back when Elle was so-"

"Don't say his name!"

"Yes, yes sorry. I didn't get to dodge just now. You know, that kind of thing is actually common in this country, "It's with a lot of tenderness Arthur explained, he doesn't want his woman to get sulky.

Cultural differences and habits are sometimes one of the obstacles couples who marry in different countries.

Aisha used to be used to a classy environment and full of courtesy, yes, although sometimes her attitude is still childish.

Here, everything is completely opposite. Despite living for more than a year in the country, it seems that his wife has not fully adapted.

"Yes I know, but you promised to keep your distance from other women." His word. Arthur made such a promise after Wilhelmina's departure

"Yes, I'm sorry. What do you want now?" His wife's hands were soft, slowly peeling there.

"Go home! We go home, I can't leave Krystal alone." Aisha Seru.

"What's wrong with her?"

"Somehow, he's pretty fussy today. I'm afraid something's happening."

"Okay, we're going home now," Before returning to the gas the man gave a friendly kiss on his lips. A red hue came out from Aisha's white cheeks.

****

When the black car was parked in the yard of Anderson mansion, Aisha immediately rushed down from the four-wheeled vehicle. He wants to quickly - quickly remove the fatigue on his comfortable bed.

"Darling wait!" Arthur cried when his wife had entered first.

Passing through the living room, Aisha's forehead creased as she saw Devan still in front of the living room and seemed to be working on her schoolwork.

"You go up first."

Slowly Aisha's footsteps approached Devan, her adopted son whom she loved dearly. She's a smart kid, it makes her proud as a mother.

"Devs.." Call her slowly and sit down and embrace Devan's shoulder. The boy smiled at her, he looked happier and familiar with Aisha these late days. The sadness in his eyes has reduced even though sometimes still caught the eye.

"Why haven't you slept, baby?" He is softly compassionate.

"I haven't finished my schoolwork, Mom. " Undeniably, Devan's eyes have even reddened to withstand drowsiness. Many times he yawned, but his schoolwork really had to be done. If postponed again later it will accumulate and I lose.

"Can continue tomorrow, it's early morning. It's not good for a child to stay up late. It will hurt." Aisha salutes the spirit of the child in the ever-burning learning. But something excessive is not good, will bring bad things later. Dev is still a kid.

"But my mom always taught me to finish tasks on time." Somehow the look on his face turned grim when he remembered his biological mother who had left the world for so long.

Devan suddenly remembered the terrible moment where he saw his mother's blood-soaked body in front of his own eyes. It was like a nightmare for him, a bitten memory in life that made it difficult to sleep. He will never forget the tragedy. Even now, Aisha's mother was always with her and loved her wholeheartedly, but the sadness was still there. In his little heart.

"Am I not your mom?" The woman put on a sad face.

"Of course, but-"

"Now your mom tells you to go to bed on time. Is Devan gonna obey?" Say Aisha again

The boy nodded obediently.

Aisha stroked Devan's head for a moment and helped to clear his writing instrument. He and Arthur agree that they will raise Devan and Krystal as their own children. He will be the brother of the child in his womb. And as much as possible will not be favoritism, especially the two of them have occupied Aisha's heart at this time.

The pregnant woman returned to the room after dropping Devan off, she opened the door. Her husband had just come out of the bathroom. The smell of soap emanated from his body which refreshed the smell. Aisha chose to wash only her face, hands and feet. He doesn't want to take a shower at night.

"Let's love." Call the man when his wife just came out of the walk in closet. The woman, according to her, climbed on top of the soft bed and pulled the blanket. He put his head on the chest of the husband's field.

"Is there anything you want to say?"Ask Aisha.

As expected, Arthur sat up. He looked at his wife's face, like something was stuck in his heart.

"Sha, it's been a few months since the woman's death." Arthur began to open the conversation. Aisha understood immediately, even her husband was reluctant to mention the name in question.

"Devan's condition is better, he's not too sad anymore. But until now we don't know for sure what the truth is, should we do a quick DNA test on Devan?" Connect again.

Aisha was silent for a moment, weighing the decision. He had thought about it carefully from afar - far away. The woman had prepared an answer if her husband had asked her. After much deliberation, he made a decision.

"I've thought about it carefully Arthur, there's no need for any DNA testing." That answer left Arthur dumbfounded.

"What do you mean?"

"We've decided to take care of Devan and Krystal like children ourselves right? So I guess that's not necessary. Had the DNA test been done and the results didn't match my expectations, it would have created a lifelong wound for me Arthur. So let it be like this, I love them so much." Aisha said at length. The man looked down, feeling very guilty about his burglary in the past. Aisha was right, if the test results did not match what they expected, then it would open a new wound. If Dev is right his son and Wilhelmina, his wife will definitely feel disappointed when he looks at Devan, he will be imagined - a shadow of the memories of her husband in the past.

"Are you sure?"

"So sure, I feel happy like this." Aisha scraped the distance, she leaned her head against the man's chest. A place that always makes him comfortable when he is in a state of anxiety.

"Aww!" Suddenly Aisha shrieks softly which makes Arthur move and panic.

"Why?What's the matter, honey?!" Ask worried.

"Little kicked, he kicked me in the stomach again." Laughing happily, Aisha was really happy. He felt his son's movements again.

"Right, it looks like she missed her daddy." Arthur's hand was stretched out, grabbed his woman's shirt and placed his hand there. But nothing he felt.

"Where is he? Why don't you move again, baby?" Ask her disappointed.

"I've slept Daddy.." Aisha's great-grandson slowly mimicked the voice of a child. The laughter of the two broke, until suddenly the man clasped his wife tightly and looked at her with a strange look. For some reason Aisha was nervous, she had been with her husband often in a more intimate state, but being stared at like that made her misbehave.

"We'd better go to sleep" he said, then broke down and pulled up the blanket. Arthur follows his movements, but this time the man drowns himself in the niche of his wife's neck and does something that makes Aisha hiss slowly.

"Arthur.." Said.

"It's been a long time, right.." Her male breath felt warm through her neck. He could feel that the man's body was already hot, his eyes were soft and his breathing was irregular.

"The word doctor can be original not often, it's been three weeks more." Follow that guy again. Aisha was a little surprised, it turned out that her man had been resisting the desire not to touch her for the health of her and the child she contained. Didn't expect Arthur to be that strong to hold back.

"Can ya?" Her voice is raucous. He closed himself up and started the action. Slowly the two-bodied woman nodded, accepted and enjoyed every touch and whisper of love from her heart. What should have happened, let that night be a witness to how wonderful their love was. The two sons of man who love each other in the silence of the night. Because even the sound of the night beast did not dare to disturb the two.

Seriate....

- Hallo, sorry can not fulfill the requests of the readers to reveal Devan's identity here, because there is a reason alone and the author has been thinking carefully.

there are still about 2 extra chapters after this chapter. Awaiting yes.

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- Please forgive if the extra chapter is slow to update, because the author is also preparing a novel of one of their children.