Dream Wedding
Not Wrong

...~Best way to know someone loves you or not, just do one thing; don't force him to survive~...

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After reaching the peak of enjoyment, Ilyas collapsed beside Dian. Both of them were plain, their pajamas were released by the wildness of Ilyas who was pounding the wife.

Ilyas hugged his wife's waist. Dian was still breathing, he saw the wall clock. " Any, it's half 6 ." Waking up from his sleep

Ilyas who had closed his eyes opened his eyes again when he felt the movement of the creature he embraced "Where are you going? " The wet hoarse voice made Dian recall their wild romance.

He tried to wake himself up "Ah! Sa. I want to clean up the body of the master." He spoke right in front of Ilyas' chest

Ilyas kissed Dian's head "You're so delicious." His murmur made Dian's face flushed like a boiled crab.

After saying that, Ilyas took off his embrace. Slowly Dian got out of bed, although not the first time namum felt very sick although not as painful as when her virginity was lost. Perhaps the significant size of the trunk makes the pain different as well.

Dian picked up her pajamas and triangular pants and ran into the bathroom. Ilyas gave a smile looking at his wife's innocent back.

" Heh, now he's mine."

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I heard a shower coming from the bathroom. Ilyas was silent, the handsome man leaned his back on the bed hardboard while thinking about the scene that had just happened.

" Damn it! " He was upset that he couldn't hold back against Dian. How can a man like Ilyas be overcome with lust.

But, is it true that just lust? Ohh like his no, Ilyas' heart beats fast like it's going to come out when he remembers the face of the woman he just gauli.

" Damn it! She's too pretty not to be glimpsed." But, since when did Ilyas look at one's physique? Ahh now he really does not think about his behavior.

One thing's for sure "I think I should get my heart checked." Holding his chest which still sounded a pretty fast heartbeat.

Not much different from someone in the bathroom. Dian was sitting on the bathroom floor, the woman was still thinking about the incident that had just happened.

" I'm not wrong, am I? Sir Ilyas is my husband. It's wrong to refuse." Stand up

Clenching hands "Yes right. I'm not wrong, even what I did was right, Mr. Ilyas is my husband." Nodding steady. He thought he was wrong and it was true.

Dian is not a hypocritical woman, she also misses such intoxicating touches again, it is fortunate that she can feel them again.

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After the dawn prayer, Dian Glanced at the bathroom. There was a shower inside. After folding the face and prayer mats, Dian stepped onto the walk closet to get clothes for her husband.

He took a set of gray suits and white shirts not to forget pants and a matching tie. She will carry out her duties as a wife.

Dianra put the clothes on the bed. His hair he let loose because it was still a little wet. I don't like to use a hair dryer.

Chequek...

Ilyas came out of the bathroom using only a towel limited to the waist showing the chest of his field which is checkered like a beam.

Sontak Dian immediately lowered his head. Ilyas casually looked at Dian who always looked down when faced with her. Ahh I don't know he's tired of commemorating her too.

A faint smile expands when you see the clothes on the bed. It was good to have a wife, the man thought.

Ilyas casually opened the towel wrapped around his body and put on the clothes. Dian immediately turned around, wanting to shout But in detention. He is afraid to get angry.

'Astagfirullah there are rich people he' really he's not finished thinking.

Ilyas caught a glimpse of Dian's back, once again a faint smile was seen. After putting on the shirt, Ilyas slowly approached Dian and hugged her from behind.

" Yeah.that's. sir..." Dian's body froze, her heart beating so fast. 'let alone this?' Her screams in the heart.

In contrast to Ilyas who was even upset to hear Dian's call that did not change.

The smell of Dian's body in the niche of the beautiful woman's neck. Fragrant, very fragrant and make opium like cepmek:b

" Do you often dress like this? " Smuck Dian's flat stomach

Dian's getting nervous "Ma. You mean pajamas like this? " Turn asking when you know which one.

" Ck is where else."

" Stop calling me master. I'm not your employer."

" a..__"

" And don't call me by the name you once offered. Everything's ugly." Cut Ilyas

Dian speechless. Then what should he call it?

Ilyas kissed Dian on the cheek and took off his embrace. Again, the woman was made petrified by Ilyas' attitude towards her.

" My clothes are tie." Ilyas from behind.

Dian turned around "Good sir."

" oo." Not wanting to take a headache, Ilyas immediately gave the gray tie. Dian took her and began to attach the tie to her husband's neck.

He tiptoed and focusedly began to carry out his duties. Difficult, really hard. How not difficult, Ilyas did not bow or bend his body to make it easier for Dian. 'we see until when you shut up' Smirk smile was seen behind Ilyas' lips

'oh, my God, why didn't he duck. It's short he wants to prank me' snorted in his heart

" Can you or not? " A cold voice came out from inside Ilyas' mouth. It's been since then but it's not finished yet.

Dian lowered her toe. Very tired, even more tired than when running. " Mister, can you duck a little."

Finally got "Mister? Then you're my subordinate. Everyone knows it's impossible for a subordinate to tell his employer."

Dian speechless. Right too, he thought. Want to continue but will not be finished with the height of her husband who is too high for her to reach.

" Quick do it. Don't waste my time." Pretend to see a wall clock

Dian again snorted in his heart 'if it's used alone' he wanted to say it, but still love life.

There was no other choice, Dian held onto Ilyas's shirt chest "Can you duck a little, hu. hubby? " Avert your face

Ilyas's forehead shriveled. Hubby's? He doesn't understand the meaning of that word. But, didn't his call feel funny? And he seems to like it

The man gave a thin smile. Bending the body so that Dian is easier to pair a tie "Good. That's how you called me from now on." Dian nodded then started to pair the tie

Ilyas looked at his wife's face right in front of him. You can see the beautiful face of the wife who is focused on pairing a tie. Before long Dian also smiled to see the results of his work that worked.

Ilyas hand raised stroking Dian's cheek made her owner startled. Their eyes clashed "This is how it went. Look me in the eye, don't look down." Slowly she lumeat lips Dian and of course Dian also reply soft lumataan from her husband.

His hands reverberated Ilyas's shirt. He closed his eyes enjoying a kiss from a man he had only met two days ago and had just married him two days ago. Unlike Ilyas who even deliberately did not close his eyes to be able to see the face of his wife who enjoyed a kiss from him.

The sharp eyes of the man looked fixedly at Dian's face. After quite a while, Ilyas took off their kiss. Dian's breath was gnawing, in elus back his cheek.

" Morning kiss, do it every morning." He said and left.

Right on the doorstep "Hurry down, make me breakfast." Dian is conscious

Blush...

Holding both cheeks "A. What are you doing, Dianra..." The strangulation was held. His face was red as a red pepper

Regulate breathing "Be calm Dian, you are not wrong. All right, he's my husband. It would be a sin to refuse it." After convincing himself, he entered the walk closet.

Her belongings were already moved in the walk closet according to Ilyas' orders. After changing clothes and wearing a hijab, Dian came down from the room.

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