The Married With My Ex

CHAPTRE 67

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"Chris.I don't think you'll catch up with me" Deandra said after confronting Christian. He kissed Deandra's forehead gently. There were cries from some students who saw the romantic scene. Who does not know Christian, a young businessman who has catapulted his name. As well as an alumni, and investors of this campus. And now seeing a famously cold Christian can be gentle and romantic to his wife. They are both a good couple.

"I'll take my time for you Sweety" said Christian.

"Where are we going now, baby?" christian asked.

"We go to the cafe near the campus, how? I'm getting hungry anyway." suggested Deandra.

"certain. Let's go there." said Christian, embracing Deandra's waist tight. Those who leave the campus courtyard can not be separated from the gaze of people who are amazed, and envious of the two of them.

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"Sweety, do you remember this cafe?" asked Christian while feeding food to his mouth.

"Of course I remember. It's just that there's a little change" Deandra said, looking around.

"Is the owner still the same person he used to be?" tanya Deandra raises her eyebrows, teasing Christian.

Christian snorts with his wife who still remembers a young widower, the owner of a cafe they always visited when they were students.

"She's remarried, and has Sweety's son." said Christian.

"REally?!" ask Deandra not to believe it.

"Why is your expression like that? Don't tell me you still like that guy?!" christian is upset.

"Ishh, what the hell?! I'm just amazed, and it's not just me. All the students who come here must be amazed by him" said Deandra.

"Btw, she doesn't exist?" said Deandra looking around.

"Sweety!" deandra Tegur.

"Haha.." Deandra laughed softly. They also continued the eating event with in interspersed nostalgic chat they used to.

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Return home at sunset, after they continue the time to walk to the mall, and go to the park near their housing. Now the two of them, Deandra and Christian who have cleaned themselves. Relax on their king size bed comfortably. Deandra who was sitting on a sidewalk with her thighs made Christian's pillow was lying down while watching TV. Deandra who leaned her body on the dashboard of the middle bed was fun playing her phone. Until a call came in on his phone without a name. Pressing the green button, the call is connected.

"Hallo?"

"................"

"Oh Viola,"

"Who's Sweety?" christian asked whispered still with his position lying down. Responded by Deandra with a gentle swab on his head.

"it's okay - what. I'm not bothered, though."

"............"

"............."

"OKs. Brother wait."

".........,"

"Night." said Deandra and decided on the call.

"She's Viola, Brian's college friend" Deandra said as she looked at her husband's curious gaze. Christian who heard a woman calling his wife didn't ask much more.

"Chris," call Deandra.

"Hem" answered Christian, closing his eyes.

"I want to be late, " said Deandra made Christian open his eyes wide, get up from lying down, and sit facing Deandra in confusion.

"Malt..maltcyabak" spelled Christian.

"Martabak telor," interrupted Deandra because Christian who is difficult to mention it.

"What is that thing?" christian's asking makes Deandra snort. Deandra rattled her phone, and showed Christian a picture.

"Oh food, but it's like pizza?" christian asked, though hesitant, because he saw the shape.

"Haishhah! It's Christian's hammer, and I want it now." Deandra presses.

"There's no food like that here, baby, it's night anyway" Christian said, looking up at the window where it was night.

"Just look for this food, otherwise your ration is not there for one month" said Deandra.

"NO!" reject Christian does not want if something that becomes his candlestick will not get in a month. It can rust its gun if it doesn't fit in a month in its warm, comfortable place.

"Well, I'll find the food you want" Christian relented.

"But give me your sweet kiss first, Sweety." continued Christian directly devoured Deandra's lips, not the kiss he asked for, but an******* that made him not want to stop. He was forced to let go of the link of their lips, not wanting to make his wife wait too long with his wish. Deandra's lips wiped away traces of their saliva.

"Wait a minute, I'll find the food you want." said Christian kissed Deandra's forehead first before leaving the bed, and walked to the door.

Before leaving the door Christian turned his body towards Deandra, as his wife spoke.

"Don't be long, my dear." said Deandra spoiled making Christian's heart pound, nodding his head a sign he assented.

Christian, who is already in the car, is confused about where to find the food his wife wants. An idea flashed through his head as soon as he ran his car somewhere.

Deandra who was in the room earlier did not stop moving. Moving to the side of the mattress to the other side still made him impatient to wait for Christian. 22 Minutes had passed and her husband had not returned to look for the martabak he wanted. In addition, the weather tonight is in the rain makes Deandra feel anxious. The weather outside is cold as well as in the cold room as well because the AC makes it uncomfortable to wear clothes, and long sleeping pants. Walk towards the wardrobe, pick up a short nightgown. I don't know what possessed her, but for now she wants to wear a thin nightgown. And just this time, she was also wearing a dress to sleep in. She wears a dress and is very comfortable. Back to the top of the mattress along with the open room door.

"Chris.." turns out her new husband bought the martabak she wanted. Deandra immediately got up from the bed and took the package that was in her husband's hands.

"Hemm...a must." said Deandra while inhaling the delicious aroma of martabak.

"Sweety." called Christian in his baritone voice.

"Chris, you change your clothes because it looks a little wet. I'm going to the kitchen to prepare this first." said Deandra and showed Christian the package in her hand. Without giving Christian time to finish his words. Seeing Deandra who had come out of Christian's room sighed softly when she saw a very sexy wife with a body wrapped in a thin blood red nightgown that contrasted sharply with her white skin silky. The feeling of a cold body because it has been from outside the rain, now the body temperature is replaced with a feeling of heat. Walking towards the wardrobe change his clothes with pajamas without tops. Walking out of the room bare-chested following his wife who was in the kitchen.

Arriving at the kitchen door Christian stopped walking to the wall while shaking his head, because he saw the behavior of his wife who was very adorable. Uphold her body and walk towards Deandra.

"Sweety's son?" ask Christian while peeping Deandra's head.

"Girl!!" tekik Deandra who was shocked by the arrival of Christian who arrived - arrived.

"You Chris?" deandra asked while giving a piece of martabak in her hand. Christian devoured the martabak without much thought.

"Thank you Chris for buying this for me. The grit is so good. Where did you buy this?" ask Deandra. How to say it's so good, Deandra's already spent half her hammer. But for Christian, seeing his wife who is very greedy to eat, makes it not in vain

looking for food that his wife wants.

"Same - same Sweety, the important thing is that you have the desire. You didn't forget?! If I had a hotel, and would have had a chef trained to cook anything. If I can't count on it, I'd rather fire her" said Christian, making Deandra cluck with her husband's arrogance.

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