The Woman the CEO

Ch149~ My Husband's

The ripples of water due to the pounding produced by the body that crashed are clearly visible. Water from inside the pool looks splashed abstark kedaerlahanya. His entire body sank, then he came to the surface with fingers voicing the roughness of his hair. It looks so dazzling that it becomes a spotlight that cannot turn around.

Hans was laughing happily enjoying the water muffling his hot body. Indeed this is a very fitting time to play in the pool to see the weather is so hot.

“Ken don't nosy dong.” Hans commemorates Ken who is very nosy with the princess. It's so cool to wiggle the buoy that Nara Naiki.

The princess' lips were already piercing. Though Nara is older than Ken, but the nature of his daughter is spoiled. It's natural to be a kid too.

“Daddy, Ken Naughty Daddy...Nara wants jatoh.” His brother, then spouted Ken water through his hand.

“No Daddy, Ken wants to take Nara to the edge.” Kill Ken with his ugly face.

“Lying! basic adek jahil.”

Hans shook his head slowly, these two children sometimes get along sometimes do not make him dizzy.

One other side looks Angel who is looking at the husband with a review of a smile that is so wide. His face became more radiant when he smiled. The scenery is very soothing eyes plastered clear until Angel dive in silence shades full of joy.

The arrangement of the memory pieces in his memory felt very neatly arranged. Starting from the beginning of the first meeting with Hans. The big step Hans took by trying to melt his heart. Then ask for my blessing to Dad. The time of howling in pain due to giving birth to her two children, all neatly arranged. Always imprinted in Angel's memory as a stage of life he lived.

Titian destiny that he lived with joy. Loving Hans Prastyo was a pride to him. To him Hans was a very extraordinary figure. The figure of the husband buffer wife. Very loving even when some time ago Angel cried because watching a soap opera. Investigator has a little Chanel real that Angel watch it was Chanel with soap opera full of pain. Hans, with a love that made him not want his wife to cry again, removed the Chanel by a landslide decision.

It's up to Hans to get annoyed Mama because she loves to watch a show full of wounds on a flying fish channel. Chanel made his wife cry.

“Mama streaming only on hp, no more Chanel flying fish at home can not.”

“Eh, you yes Hans. it's your favorite Chanel...Jeez mama can no longer lament the heart of a wife.”

Hah at that time papa was lamenting mama who was so obsessed with soap operas.

Hans clucking.

“This is what makes Angel cry. The title is that. Nope! no longer can you watch so later Angel cry again because watch it. Pokemon Mama streaming.” A decision by Hans.

The basis of Hans's love is increasingly encompassing the angel, increasingly soaring.

“Daddy know what the mandarin language is wet floor?” Ken was making a guess at Daddy while his hands were busy picking up the watermelon that appeared to be uploading.

Hans frowned then replied casually very precisely.“Chinese shi hua” Mention Hans with pronunciation mandarin once.

“Eem...Wrong Daddy.” Ken's hand contains a big false sign.

“Wrong from where it really is.” Hans' protest brought Nara to a close approach to the food that the servants had just brought.

“Wrong! The mandarin language is wet floor.”.

Hans' desire shrunk in wait for the son to answer.

“Lhi-Chin.” Laughter ended Ken's answer sounding very crunchy. Hans patted his forehead then snorted.

“Basic ya plesetan said you were Ken, ck ck.” Hans clucked up his son's body to enter the pool.

“Haha, actually said Oma Daddy if given the guess will not be able to answer.” His little son said still with contentment.

“Mana Daddy knows that what you're asking is a guess, Ken. You often argue with daddy.”

“Eat him dad so kayak Ken dong. Smart but guessing too. Seru loh..”.

Hans clucked, indeed Ken is a duplicate of himself. A pride that cannot be denied at all.

“Again what a hell is so exciting.” Angel approached carrying a tray containing fried rice as the princess wished.

“Sini mom here..”

“Sabar nara.” Hans raised his daughter's body to go to the edge. Nara tiredly passed towards the table where Angel put the fried rice.

“Segitnya.” Ken squeaked a watermelon into his mouth. Nara melas responded to her brash sister.

“Eating slowly dear.” Angel gently stroked the princess's hair.

“Enak mom.” Sahut Nara with narrow eyes and mouth full of seafood fried rice mouth earlier.

“Why did you bring my dear? Is there no waiter?” Hans climbed on top of his body that was wet flapping until it looked more sexy. Her hair was in her nature roughly.

“There's shang. But I'm the one who wants to bring baby, the luggage is also not heavy just one tray aja.” Angel immediately replied immediately, knowing that Hans did not like the wife who did activities such as servants.

I think in my old age my body will be stiff because it is always forbidden to do strenuous activities.

Hans clucked the towel that the wife handed him and immediately took a sitting position next to the wife while hugging her tightly.

“Honey!” Angel hits Hans' mischievous hand for falling on his favorite spot earlier. The more here Hans's behavior gets out of control.

Hans laughed at his wife so much that Angel had to close her eyes because of the kisses on every inch of her face.

“Honey already.” I really like kissing me. Why is there no end.

“Why don't I like?”

Angel put on a smile ringing your face will sulk now. Cih lilahtlah behavior is so spoiled.

“Terntu just like dong. Meaning replace.” Angel kissed Hans very gently and slowly, from the forehead of —, down on the eyelids, very slowly. So soft and calm, it also slowly made the corner of Hans lips expand perfectly. Wife shock this while kissing put up very soft. Different from him who is always excited.

Hans's eyes opened to see the smile of ayu from the wife's clear eye bead.

“Jeez, I can't take it anymore dear .”

Angel frowned not understanding, but she suddenly shrieked loudly.

“Akkkkhh.” Hans took her body into the pool.

Angel hit Hans hard on the shoulder. Hans laughed, bringing his wife's legs still coiled around his body.

While from Ken's glasses, he took pictures of the two people with a camera that did not escape from him. What a picture that looks is indeed taken very well, as well as a picture of the nuances of happiness that is immediately captured for anyone who sees it.

“I love you, my Angel.” Whisperer Hans. Angel put on a smile to bring my lips closer to them until their noses touched each other.

“I too... My husband.”

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