Casanova Dipinang Sholeha
It turns out you

Sophia thought of fighting back. He was afraid that the person who closed his eyes would not be kind to him. From his sour body scent and smell. Sophia stepped on the man's foot. He immediately released Sophia.

"Aw .. pain dear," complained Alex as he held one leg.

"Mas!" Sophia was surprised to find the person who had just closed Alex's eyes. Husband who is worried and missed. Sophia hugged Alex. No matter the sour and smelly body.

"Mas I miss" said Sophia.

Alex returned Sophia's embrace tightly. Inhaling Sophia's body scent that made her tiredness disappear. The warmth that he wanted to feel and spent much longer with the owner of the emerald eye.

"I also miss dear, so it goes to Bandung," said Alex.

The clothes worn by Alex were dirty and drenched with sweat from earlier flooded his body. Makes Sophia feel wet.

"How much does it smell and stink? soaking wet again, did it run out of rain?" ask Sophia.

"Dear, it's my sweat" Alex replied.

Sophia took off her embrace. Looking into her husband's eyes.

"Can't we get as much as that?" ask Sophia.

"So Mas abis from the house of a beautiful girl," joked Alex.

Sophia pursed her lips pouting with Alex's reply. He looks jealous.

"It's my wife's beauty when she's jealous, it's sweet, it's pouting again" Alex said.

"Mas ..., really want to see Sophia frowning?" ask Sophia.

Alex holds Sophia in his arms and walks into the villa. Looking into the emerald's eyes.

"Mas ...," he wrote.

"It's impossible to stop by another girl, it's the same patent on this one," said Alex. Landing a kiss on Sophia's forehead.

"I know it's Mas" Sophia replied with a smile. A smile that rises on the red lips of his pomegranate.

Alex takes Sophia into their room. Lying in bed with Sophia. Hugging sexy body Sophia.

"The wind is hitting you dear" said Alex.

"It's only been a day since we parted, Mas" Sophia said.

"It's worth it if you're the same, let alone the Indian dance that was yesterday" Alex said.

Sophia smiled shyly. Her cheeks flushed. Sophia hid her shame from her husband. He remembered the Indian dance that made Alex unable to stand and the cold heat. Live sports together.

"Mas" said Sophia looking into Alex's eyes. Touching his field chest.

"Yes baby?" ask Alex.

"Kok wet drenched gini why?" ask Sophia.

"So me and Kenan were chased by people wearing black clothes, like thugs, horrified," said Alex.

"Chasing why Mas?" ask Sophia.

Alex finally told me what he was going through with Kenan. He knew this would make his wife anxious but Alex didn't want Sophia to think that strangely because her clothes were dirty and smelly.

Sophia hugged Alex. She was afraid something would happen to her husband. His anxious feelings were reasonable because Alex was in danger.

"Dear, thank God" said Alex as he rubbed Sophia's back.

Sophia kisses Alex's chest. Alex responded by grabbing the pomegranate's red lips. Alex kissed. They kissed long enough. To the next challenge. Tracing each labyrinth solves every mystery and takes every gift. The threads fell off carelessly. The two lovebirds were drunk with romance. Wipe out all love and affection. Wreak all the pleasure. Both Sophia and Alex were in love at the end of the night. The sound of the breeze blowing along with the melodious sounds of the villa's room. The bed is swaying as if it were a witness of the owner being a special activity done alone. The stars envy seeing two lovebirds combine love so they don't know how many times to repeat it. The room was a silent witness to how beautiful love is among those who have no desire to be stopped.

After getting tired, Sophia and Alex slept together in one thick blanket. Alex hugged Sophia. Do not want to be far from the owner of emerald eyes that have made it opiate, can not be far from him. They want to go wherever they go.

***

That morning Harry was having breakfast in the dining room with his family. Her mother Lady Carroline Harold sat on the chair haughtily. He was a noble descendant used to living with all luxuries. He is arrogant and arrogant. I like the poor at least. There were events in his past that made him hate the poor so much. Across from her mother sat a veiled girl. He was Humaira Az Zahra. The only princess in the Harold Family.

"Humaira, how's your relationship with Dr. Randi?" ask Grandma Carroline.

"Okay" Humaira replied.

"Doctor Randi is the most suitable candidate to marry you, in addition to the son of the owner of the largest hospital in Jakarta, he is very educated" said Mr. Harry.

Humaira just silently listened. Not wanting to argue or defend themselves.

"Let's not get close to the poor, they're not on the same level as us with blue blood" said Grandma Carroline.

"Sir, Pa, Humaira left first" Humaira said.

"Where else are you going?" ask Mr. Harry.

"You want to sell wet cakes again? Where should we put our family values and degrees?" granny Carroline. She doesn't accept her granddaughter has to sell wet cakes. They are a noble family.

"Wash cake? See how much money is in your wallet? Can't live enough, you better work at Papa's company" Harry suggested.

"I want to earn money from my own hard work and halal" Humaira said as she lowered her head.

"So you want to tell me that money from Papa is illegal?" ask Mr. Harry.

"I didn't say that. I just want to be independent Pa" Humaira said.

"Assalamu'alaikum" Humaira said. He walked out of the dining room. The tension of father and son finally stopped. Humaira did not want to prolong the problem. Prefer to go. Arguing with his father won't make him win. Better to go for the common good.

The dining room was silent again. Mr. Harrry went back to eating his food despite the emotion.

"You should be more gentle with Humaira" Granny Carroline suggested.

Harry was silent. Keep eating his food. He knew Humaira did not want to use the facilities of his father since he did not understand how to look at life.

Harry preferred to settle things with violence whereas Humaira was so gentle and kind. He did not want to hurt anyone, let alone violence.

"I heard our competitor's company went bankrupt?" ask Grandma Carroline.

"Mom knows who broke him" said Mr. Harry.

"You're doing all this for no other purpose?" ask Grandma Carroline.

"What purpose?" ask Mr. Harry.

"To reply to someone for example?" ask Grandma Carroline.

"Should I say that I want to destroy Alex and Ferdi?" ask Mr. Harrry.

Grandma Carroline just smiled. He kept eating his food. There was something he was thinking about and only he knew.