Big Boss Wife
Chapter 185
WHIPPING
"Happy birthday, my queen." The heavy sound that I so memorized forced me to open my eyes. There was a warm embrace that I felt, accompanied by kisses on my cheeks and neck. "Happy birthday, happy birthday."
"Sir Zayn, I just went to bed" I protested after our gazes met each other.
"I don't want to miss your special day, Ra." Brother Zayn landed his lips on mine. I know he wants to make out because we have done it very rarely, especially since the birth of the twins. "Happy birthday, my wife."
Brother Zayn helped me get out of bed, apparently he had prepared a birthday cake at the table.
"Sister, when to buy ginian?" ask me when I see a heart-shaped birthday cake, complete with candles and happy birthday writing accompanied by a call from dear sister Zayn.
"Si Kai has just come home, I leave it at his house so that you don't see it" replied Zayn with his leisure. He lit a match, and the candles two and four on the cake lit up.
Holy hooch! Again, the poor assistant became the victim of his boss. I can't imagine Dara's reaction when her husband still has to wander around in the middle of the night just for my birthday.
"So bad brother to the Assistant Emperor" I remarked on what my bribe was doing to his assistant.
Brother Zayn positioned himself against me, then clasped my hand before finally kissing her.
"By being the first person to celebrate your birthday, I willingly gave Kai two days off and paid for his honeymoon package to Bali" said Kak Zayn. "Well, pray the new candle!" Brother Zayn tightened his seat, then grabbed my shoulder.
Oh God. Thank you for giving me my prayers last year. I am happy to have a husband who loves me so much, as well as healthy children who complete my life. Lord, I leave Oase to You, tell him my love and miss. Thanks for everything, I hope I can get through life better.
After saying prayers and wishes, I blew the candle out.
"Thank you so much, my husband."
A warm kiss happened between us. I don't know who started it first, Zayn and I have been crying at each other*ba, then taking off each other's clothes. Until finally, we ended up with a warm struggle on the bed as the first gift I received on this special day.
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The best morning of my birthday. I and Zayn should still be making out in bed at the moment, or even going on a round that we had to end last night because we were tired. Unfortunately, it's not that easy. The tapping on the door with the sound of a call from Mama Marisa forced me to wake up Zayn this morning.
"You still want some more? For a moment, I'm still sleepy" said Brother Zayn as I woke him from sleep.
"That's not it, sister, that's Mama calling us, sister." I again shook the body of Brother Zayn to get up quickly.
Lazily, Brother Zayn got up from his sleep, and we put on our clothes that were scattered everywhere.
After that, I opened the door and Mama was still standing in her place.
"Happy birthday, beautiful mama's child" said Mama Marisa who had brought a birthday cake behind her there were three babies held by her nanny.
"Ah, Mama. What time is it? It should be a little later" replied Brother Zayn who was still buttoning his pajamas.
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