Dear Mr. Luke
Laughter Off

After Luke's death, Gilang directly leaned his head on the sofa while muttering, "What kind of man am I? I've traded my lover for treasure. Why do I love Dewun at the wrong time. Why haven't I been successful at the moment and.....arrrghhhhhhhhh!!!!!!" Gilang shouted loudly while kicking the sofa table rough

Rendy showed her phone to Luke on their way to the parking lot and said, "Master, young lady has drunk her milk"

Luke moved his thumb over the screen and with a smile he said, "He's so sweet. Thank goodness she managed to drink her milk to the end without nausea and vomiting"

Luke returns Rendy's phone and says, "We need to get to the office as soon as possible. It's almost lunchtime. I have to bribe Dew"

"Good, Master"

When the elevator door in Luke's study opened, Luke saw the Dew behind him. The man immediately gave the code to Mona and his personal chef to get into the elevator and said, "I want to be alone with my wife"

Mona and her personal chef stepped inside the elevator by bending their bodies until the elevator doors closed perfectly.

Luke knitted his eyebrows together as he saw Dew still staring at the laptop screen on his desk and unaware of his arrival. Luke slowly stepped up as he mumbled, "What does he see, why is he so serious?"

Luke moved his face from behind and asked, "What do you see?"

The dew gasped in shock and shut down the laptop as it shouted, "Gosh!"

Luke straightened up and continued to stare at the closed laptop with suspicion.

Dew turned around to say, "I'm sorry. I've opened your laptop without permission"

Luke shook his head as he said, "No papa. If you want to use a laptop. All that is mine is yours now, for you are my wife. But, what are you looking at? Why did you close the laptop when I came?"

Dew can only pucker his eyelids twice and sculpt. He's not shy about telling the truth that he's figuring out the ownership marks.

Luke narrowed his eyelids and looked at Dew as he asked, "What did you see just now? A dew? Why silence?"

The dew immediately lowered his eyes down and as he saw Luke's handbooks looking red looking slightly scuffed, Dew immediately grabbed Luke's hand as he asked, "Master, why are your hands? What's going on?" Dew raised his face and at that moment he saw a bruise on Luke's left cheek. "God! What's with your cheeks? What happened, sir?"

Luke shamed as he glanced at his hand still clasped the Dew very tightly and he immediately cleared his throat to ask, "Well..you're worried about me?" Luke forgot about the laptop.

"Yes" said Dew while pulling Luke's hand for him to sit on the sofa.

"Sir, sit down for a minute, will you?! I'll take the medicine in the medicine box in the room and take the ointment"

When he saw the Dew running towards the room, Luke immediately shouted, "Don't run! Remember, you're pregnant" And Dew immediately put the brakes on his run and then walked casually.

Luke smiled happily at himself then muttered softly, "My wife is worried about me. He also wants to treat my wounds. Just this time there was a woman other than Grandma who wanted to treat my wounds"

When Dew came out of the room, Luke suddenly put his leg face back on.

Dew sat on the sofa and as he was about to take the medicine, Luke immediately got up to his feet, leaning over to pick up the Dew.

The storm shouted, "Kyaaaa! Why are you holding me, sir?"

Luke walked wide to the dining table and said, "My injuries can wait, but my son can't wait"

The dew rolled both arms around Luke's neck and asked, "What do you mean?"

Luke slowly lowered the Dew on the chair as he said, "My son needs to eat right now. He must be a really laper. Yeah, right, kid?" Luke stroked the stomach with his right hand and his left hand pulled the chair. He then sat near the Dew to feed the Dew.

"Java fried rice!" The dew shrieked happily as he stared at the food on the table. "Well! There's a rickshaw too" Dew then turns to Luke to say, "Thank you, sir"

The dew immediately opened his mouth and ate quickly and very voraciously without nausea and vomiting

Dew stood up and said, "Now it's your turn to follow my will" Dew then pulled Luke's hand.

Luke asked with a cramped face, "Then, his spirit? You haven't eaten the concoction"

The dew continued to pull on Luke as he said, "The snow can wait, but my husband's wounds can't wait anymore. I have to treat you right away"

Luke chuckles amusedly and resignedly he bidwrka.His hand is continuously pulled by the Dew until he sits back on the sofa.

Dew sits next to Luke and begins smearing the ointment in Luke's handbooks while occasionally blowing on Luke's handbooks

Luke looked at the Dew with a faint smile.

Then, Dew applied the acne ointment given by his grandmother Luke when he finished changing clothes this morning.

"Lho! Don't pimple! Don't you like this pimple?" Luke held back the hand.

Dew continued to push forward his hand while saying, "I don't feel like this pimple anymore. So, I have to treat this acne immediately so that you look handsome again as usual"

Luke cleared his throat and with a smiling sheet he asked, "Me......you think I'm handsome?"

"Yes" said the Dew indifferently as he continued to apply acne ointment on the tip of his nose Luke.

And when Dew trained on Luke's cheek, he had trouble putting himself in.

Luke immediately sat Dew on his thigh and said, "Sitting here is easier to smear the ointment on my cheek, right?"

"ah! You're right, Master" The still focused dew on the wound on Luke's cheek nonchalantly replied.

Luke began to feel his heart thumping. To ease the heartbeat, he asked, "What level do you think my good looks are at?"

The still-drenched dew smeared the ointment on Luke's cheek, saying still nonchalantly, "At level nine"

"Cock, not ten?" Luke's Protest.

"Because, level ten exists only in the Greek gods, sir"

Luke immediately laughed and said in between his laughter, "You're funny too, aren't you?"

Dew gasped in shock at the laughter of her husband and the reflexes she turned. Instantly the Dew froze.

Luke stopped his laughter.

The two met with guts, their hearts were both racing very fast. Their feelings were both uncertain, the newlyweds could also feel the blood flow felt rustling like never before,

The dew felt awkward as Luke stared at his lips for quite a while.

Luke then held Dew's hand for him to put on his shoulder. Then, the handsome man moved his body so that he was closer to the Dew. The man of mixed Italian blood touched his hair and then his face Dew to inform him of his interest. Luke then touches Dew's nose with his index finger and smiles at Dew.

The dew was instantaneous.

Luke then tried to hug Dew's waist with his left arm and his palm stroked the Dew's cheek. Then, the very handsome man leaned forward to say, "Mbun, I want to do it"