The Genius Son the God of Hygiene

Marrying

After preparing myself iren back to the living room, at that time aditya looks busy preparing dinner.

" Please"

Aditya helps to dance a chair to iren when he sees his woman walking closer, he then sits with her.

" I made a special steak and salad for you, I hope you like it" Aditya said with a smile

Iren thanked him while continuing to look at Aditya, they also ate dinner while continuing to throw smiles and steal the eyes of each other, he said, the clangs of the cutlery both became a rhythm that filled the silence of their dinner.

Aditya rubbed my lips after seeing her take off the spoon and fork, then rubbed her lips with the same handkerchief.

" The dinner was really good, was it really you who cooked it? " say iren after gulping down his drinking water

"are you doubting your husband's ability? " tany aditya

Iren just shook his head while giving a smile, he was afraid of mistalking and damaging the romantic atmosphere between them, especially because the smile of her husband suddenly disappeared from her face.

" irenia lake" aditya grabbed my right hand and held it, kissed it briefly, then said "it looks like the one in waiting has come" after hearing the bell.

' who is the sich who comes and interrupts these nights, sucks' lamented iren which he can only say in his heart.

"Iren come here" cried aditya shortly after opening the door, and invited guests who came to sit down.

Iren got up from his seat while snorting annoyedly, but he tried to display his sweetest smile when he met the guest who came.

" sit down ren!" aditya

" please start, sir, I don't want to waste time" aditya said after sitting next to him, the middle-aged man nodded.

Iren was so confused by the situation that occurred, the man sitting opposite him, as well as the vidio call from the laptop that he did with several people at once.

Aditya just took off his hand without answering his wife's question, he threw a smile before finally shaking the hand of the stranger in front of them.

" lord aditya! are you ready in a born and inner way? " asked the man very seriously, and aditya nodded with certainty.

The man closed his eyes while reading something in a voice that was so slow that he could not hear, he then nodded towards his laptop camera.

The laptop screen then displays a reasonable bart, which is none other than the biological father iren, iren pinched aditya waist because he wanted to ask, but let alone be able to ask, aditya did not even turn his head towards him, he said, it made Iren upset to throw a sharp look at her husband.

" i married and bought my pitri named irenia lake bint bart lake with mas kawain a set of jewelry and cash of 100 dollars in paid cash" bart's remark made the iron look on her husband turn warm.

" i accept marriage and marriage irenia lake with the dowry cash "sahut aditya langang with one breath

The two men who were in front of Iren ended their hands after the legal word said, a do'a is now heard with martyrdom until it makes Iren back shed tears.

Iren continued to look at Aditya with a loving gaze, when aditya said the wedding promise, when aditya thanked the guest who turned out to be a religious leader he deliberately invited, as he said, she looked at her husband with the same look.

iren's gaze was still focused on staring at her husband when he turned off the vidio call and until he drove the clergy to the door, iren immediately ran to hug her husband who at that time had just closed the apartment door.

" thank you adi, thank you "say iren with tears

" I have married you according to the rules of my country and your country, are you happy my dear? " Iren simply nodded because he was powerless to speak.

Aditya took off their embrace, he rubbed my wet cheeks then kissed gently on his lips, aditya kissed iren with a very slow tempo, until Iren returned the kiss greedily.

Iren was so lulled by Aditya's kiss that he didn't realize he was lying on top of ranjan, slowly but surely, aditya disarming pakayan iren and making women passionate.

No more rejection and protest from the lips of the wife, because the cold night was warmed by intimate touch and love draining.