When My Wife Is No Longer Spoiled
Q2: Do You Still Remember Miss Laila, Mister? [King]
After monitoring the development of resort development near the use in the village where Laila lives. The king shook back to the house he had rented from the locals.
The house is large and comfortable to live in. Right now he was sitting pensively in a rocking chair, reminded of a little boy who looked very much like him.
I'd like the King to play with them longer this morning. But, can not, because the King must immediately leave to go to his resort.
The smiles of Riska and Risky seemed very adorable to her. Just this time he liked the children again, because it used to be traumatized by already loving Prince– his wife's children with his affair.
However, when he met Risky this morning, he made something in his rebellious heart that he wanted to be close to the boy. Moreover, when Riska came and she saw with her own eyes there was a little child who was very similar to her.
"Even he doesn't like peanuts and the reason is the same as me, too" muttered the King softly.
Flashback.
The king's men bought them some snacks. Including peanut skin.
"Riska don't want peanuts?" the king asked to see the little girl pick chocolate.
"No, Uncle." The little girl shook her head innocently.
"So don't eat peanuts, Uncle. He's allergic! Eating nuts can be crowded!" obviously Risky told me about the allergy that his sister had.
The king was surprised to hear it. It turns out that not only the face, in fact, their allergies are the same. I can't eat nuts.
"Well, we're the same, dong. You can't eat peanuts either, because of allergies!" The king smiled brightly, he wanted to kiss Riska's forehead, but Risky immediately pulled Riska into his arms.
He put on a watchful face and disliked the King.
"Uncle, don't kiss, Adek. Not muhrim!" jolt Risky makes King scratch his neck that does not itch. Apparently, children today have started to be smart to take care of themselves.
"Alright, uncle, I'm sorry. Just now, uncle was anxious to see Riska, she was so beautiful and cute!" the honest King replied making Risky understand.
Because there are a lot of people who are very nervous about both of them. Riska's cheeks were bruised because too many people pinched her cheeks.
Flashback off
Bram came to bring jasmine tea to the King. He put her on the table.
"Bram, do you think the little girl I met looked like me?" asked the King to his men, making the man nod his head quickly.
He also felt familiar with the two boys, seeing their faces and styles speak very similar to King's. Moreover, the little girl, not only the face, but also her allergies were the same as the King.
Bram answered honestly. The king was thinking more and more, it was impossible that he had children from other women, because he had not played with women for a long time.
"Master, can I ask you something?" ask Bram carefully.
The king shifted his attention to his men. He looked at Bram who seemed curious about something.
"Please."
"Do you remember Miss Laila?" tanya Bram seriously stared fixedly at the face of the King who looked surprised instead of playing.
The king's face stiffened. Memories of the past had long been buried inside his head, suddenly spinning like a movie.
"I'm pregnant, Mom."
"I'm pregnant with your child."
"We're getting married?"
"You're saying your marriage is over?"
"Mas, you have to take responsibility."
The shadow of Laila's face smiled sweetly. Her time with Laila just turned around. How about the scheming King seduces Laila into becoming his mistress. He just made Laila his escape.
Because his wife does not give birth and inner living to him. Especially when he knew the fact that his wife had cheated. Until finally Raja is stressed and playing crazy with Laila.
It continues at a time when she had the heart to evict Laila from her apartment when the woman claimed to be pregnant with her child.
"Laila," muttered the King softly.
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