Being a Dad to My Niece
Chapters 114. Killing Disrupters
Chapter 114
Mr. Baroto left Valerie in the living room. He rushes to the room to have fun with Marsha. A bawdy face is created because it imagines what will happen.
"Well, why can't the door be opened?" Mr. Broto tried several times to open the door of the room, but still could not. It was like being locked from the inside.
The man tried to break it with all his might. However, it still didn't work. In fact, he felt his body hurt by hitting a teak board that stood firm.
"Blognal!" sumpat Mr. Broto is very upset.
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Meanwhile, Valerie was still staring at Arga's face that looked increasingly handsome now. The admiration for the heart grows. The sense of wanting to have was also so strong he felt.
"Dad, you're so handsome. I should have only been able to have you" Valerie said softly as she whispered.
The woman stretched out her hand and gently touched Arga's cheek. The neutral bead cannot be separated from the perfect sculpture of the masterpiece of the Creator.
"I still love you, Arga." Valeriw advanced her face to kiss Arga's lips.
Valerie's eyes widened as she felt a grip on her face. Then, the next second in the slump to the floor.
"Aaaaawwww, sick!" Valerie whimpered in pain in a supine position.
Arga looked at her sharply then she grabbed Valerie by the hair and pulled her outside the resort. He ignored the screams of the woman who groaned in pain and asked to be let go.
"Arga, stop!" Valerie tried to break free.
Arga seemed to care for her ears, she did not hear Valerie's plea. Anger had enveloped him.
"I don't accept this treatment of yours!" Valerie was still shouting as she almost reached the exit.
Arga strongly pushed Valerie's body so that it rolled down the stairs that only a few steps away. After that, he closed the door. Rushing he's looking for Marsha's whereabouts. The first place to visit is the bedroom. As soon as he got there it was seen Mr. Broto was trying to break in.
Without saying anything Arga immediately threw a punch towards the face of Mr. Broto firmly. The old man groaned in pain. Turns out his nose was bleeding. Also from his mouth because there are teeth that date.
"You ...!" Broto pointed at Arga.
Again Arga launched his attack on the man who had bad intentions to his wife. This time he kicked Mr. Broto's core until the man fainted. Then, she dragged her body and threw it out where Valerie was still crying while sitting.
"I'll make the calculations with you!" threaten Arga before locking the door back.
Arga rushed to the room where Marsha was. He could easily open that door that was difficult to open by Mr. Broto. His breathing was hunting fast, as soon as he entered he saw his sleeping wife hugging a roll with a peaceful face.
"Alhamdulillah, You have trouble keeping and protecting the servant's wife" murmured Arga with teary eyes.
The man laid his body next to his wife. She caressed Marsha's smooth cheeks and ranum. Arga hopes that Marsha does not know about this incident.
Arga immediately contacted the resort's security department and told him what had happened. He scolded the person on duty and got banged up with a howl to let people into his place.
Marsha opened her eyes, then she hugged her husband's body and thrust her face into the chest of the field that had always been her favorite spot. He continued his sleep again with a slightly raised smile.
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The next day Marsha and Arga go to Labuan Bajo. A place that is no less beautiful. Especially here no one bothers them. Happiness enveloped Arga and Marsha in honeymoon activities this time.
"Let's schedule another vacation here, Mas. Surely Alva will like," said Marsha while enjoying the view of Kelor Island.
Lots of natural attractions in Labuan Bajo and make visitors feel at home. A very beautiful sight spoils the eyes for anyone.
"Yes, Honey. I hope here has grown up his sister-to-be Alva. If next month still does not show the existence of our child candidates. I will work even harder" said Arga, stroking Marsha's flat stomach.
'O Allah, may You give us grace and sustenance immediately." Marsha prayed in her heart.
I don't know what kind of hard work Arga means. During their honeymoon they did it very often. Sometimes Marsha ngomel because her hair is not yet dry, it must be shampooed again.
Marsha and Arga streets looking for souvenirs typical of Labuan Bajo to be given as souvenirs. Usually they will be happy if they get a prize even though the price is not how much.
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Unlike the honeymoon, Marsha is now home. Instead he often teases Arga who becomes air drunk. All this time he was never like that.
"Lemes, Yang," said Arga after several vomiting.
"What a pity to my husband. Is the medicine hard to drink?" Marsha rubbed Arga's head.
"It was, but it was like vomiting coming out again," Arga replied quietly.
If you're sick like this Arga will be no different from Alva. They will be spoiled and will not be left behind.
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Arga vomit what because of airsickness or because ...? Follow their stories!