The Love of a Duda Employer

Promise that

Andre and Rumanah stepped into the room that had been booked by the handsome widower. Both of them can hardly wait to enjoy the first day and an impromptu honeymoon in a room that is very romantic and sensual.

Rumanah was stunned, her eyes were round and her mouth was gaping. He stepped in with his heart racing everywhere. But wait! Did they not enter wrong? That place...room or flower garden? Because, from the end of the door to the top of the bed, rose petals and other sensual-scented flowers are beautifully studded there.

"Waaaaahhhh, her room .. I never even imagined it would be like this. My God, why don't I bring a sack or plastic to pick up the flowers I'm stepping on. What a pity," the village girl's great-grandson in heart.

After the hotel service prepared everything, including the bathroom that would be a place to flutter their bodies, Andre told the man to leave them there immediately. And, without wasting any more time he also took off his hat, sunglasses, mask and black jacket. Huh, what a damning disguise!

Meanwhile Rumanah appeared to stand in front of the window which showed a beautiful view of the sea. They were on the twelfth floor, it was only natural that the expanse of the city was clearly visible by the beads of the eyes of the two.

"Is there anything you want to say, Annabelle?" Andre asked as he wrapped his hands around the slender waist of the village girl. From behind he hugged his little wife, inhaling the smell of shampoo and also the sweet body of Rumanah.

Instantly Rumanah rested her head on the chest of the field of handsome widower who is now legally her husband. Unfortunately, they only married Sirri. That means their marriage is legal according to religion, but has not been legalized by state. Their marriage was not recorded and they did not get a marriage book.

To be honest, there will be many consequences to do sirri marriage. Especially for the wife whose incident will not get anything if their marriage has not been authorized by the state. Including, the fate of the child who will not get gono gini from the man who became his mother's husband.

"Sir, are you going to impregnate me?" asked the village girl with a heart that started beating fast and jumping.

Andre smiled and then spread his face on his wife's shoulder. "Depending, if you keep quiet, then I'll impregnate you. But, if you fight me, then I won't impregnate you." replied the handsome widower who managed to make Rumanah rack her brain thinking hard.

"You mean, how about Sir? Are you going to beat me up?" Rumanah asked innocently and without being filtered. And of course it makes Andre chuckle with anxiety at the village girl who is now legally his wife.

"He he he he, what am I beating you for, Annabelle? Wouldn't it be a pity if this tiny and beautiful body of hers was beaten up just like that? I won't do it, Annabelle." the handsome widower said as he turned the village girl's body to face him.

"Well, why should I fight not to get pregnant?" asked Rumanah who looked still clueless.

Andre threw his warm smile. His burly hand reflexively rubbed gently on the pretty face of the village girl. "You worried about that? Aren't you ready to conceive my son?" look at the handsome widower who now looks intensely and seriously at his little wife.

Rumanah bit her lower lip and remained silent for a moment. The gentle gaze that her husband threw at her managed to make the village girl fixated and hypnotized.

"Annabelle, I'm not going to impregnate you until you're ready to conceive my son. You just calm down! Whatever happens, I will take responsibility." the handsome widower said softly and hugged the warm village girl who was holding back her tears that would soon slide down to the surface.

For a moment Andre gently stroked his wife's long hair. Trying to give warmth and calm to the village girl who is already a wife.

"Sir, will the princess know about our marriage?" ask Rumanah suddenly.

Andre was silent for a moment. For this he has thought as far as possible.

"We'd better keep this marriage a secret for a while, Annabelle. There will come a time when we will talk about our marriage. I'm sure they'd all be surprised if we told the truth right now" replied Andre who managed to make Rumanah a little anxious and feel useless.

"Hide this marriage? What good is it to be his wife? I can't say if from now on I'm the wife of this handsome widower. I can't say that from now on I've been a mother to the princess" Rumanah spoke inwardly. Instantly his chest felt tight. He could no longer hold back his tears. Why... This sadness felt after he married?

Andre looked up at his beautiful wife who was crying. Of course it made him a little surprised and looked astonished. He did not understand how the feeling that Rumanah was holding.

Rumanah shook her head and rubbed her own tears. "Please promise not to leave me, sir." asked the village girl to urge her husband.

Andre smiled at her sweet smile. "That seems to make you cry, Annabelle." whispered the handsome widower inwardly.

Andre gently rubbed the tears that were still flowing. Clean the tears that wet his wife's pretty face.

Muach!

The handsome widower landed his lips on his wife's forehead. Peeping sweet and soft on his wife's troubled forehead.

"Don't worry, Annabelle."

Muach!

Muach!

He again landed his lips, softly kissed the eyes of the village girl who had not runny.

"I will never leave you in any situation" said the handsome widower, clutching tightly onto the tiny body of the village girl.

Rumanah was just silent unable to say anything more. This time, however, he was a little calm. While the handsome widower gently stroked his long hair.

"It's time I got what I wanted" Andre whispered inwardly.

Andre stretched his arms. He cupped his hands together on his wife's pretty face. He gently raised that adorable beautiful face.

"Are you okay?" asked Andre with a gentle and loving look.

Rumanah nodded small and smiled sweetly.

"Are you ready?" ask Andre again.

Rumanah rubbed the handsome face of her husband who was staring pervertedly at her. "Speak local language only, sir. I felt like I was watching the movie Titanic. Ha ha ha ha," said the village girl accompanied by her grumpy laughter.

Andre was shocked and suddenly he laughed out loud. "Ha ha ha ha!"

Will the handsome widower succeed in opening the seal that is still racketed?

SERIATE...