Forced to Marry a Paralyzed CEO
Serve young mangoes at night

At night look for young mangoes, geez make Aidan distraught want to find where, but for the sake of the wife who craves still he lakonin. Armed with the direction of the original Singaporean driver Papa Harland, they traversed along the 15th district (Marina Parade), covering slowly with a car speed of 20 km/h, Aidan and Lucky both open their net width so that no tree is passed.

“Master seems to be in front there is a mango tree,” Lucky said as he showed it.

“Eh yes no mango tree!” reply exclaim Aidan finally travel for almost two hours also seen the figure of a mango fruit that happens to be on the sidewalk.

The car that Aidan was riding pulled over and stopped his speed.

“Alhamdulillah, also met the mango tree,” murmured Aidan while staring at the unowned mango tree. He was going to climb the mango tree.

“Master sure want to ride this mango tree?” lucky asked, feeling less sure his master was able to climb a mango tree.

Aidan looked back, looking at his assistant. “For the sake of my wife and child should be able to ride a mango tree, do not forget you record fitting I climb the tree and pick the mango fruit for proof my wife,” orders Aidan.

“Okay Sir, do not forget to read the prayer first, afraid of why-napa,” said Lucky.

“Ya.”

With no wooden stairs or pole to pick up some of the fruit hanging from the tree, Aidan rolled up his shirt arms and immediately tried to climb up the tree. “Bismillah, ease Yes Allah for the sake of the wife who again craves mangoes," murmured Aidan himself.

Lucky and Papa Harland's driver stand guard below in horror, fearing that Aidan might fall from the top of the tree. There is a will, there must be a way. With strength and struggle, finally some mangoes succeeded in picking. “Alhamdulillah,” said thankfully Lucky saw his master managed to pick his mango fruit.

An hour later ...

“Honey, I came home,” cried Aidan sounded excited by carrying 4 young mangoes, heading to Deandra's room.

Deandra who looks sleepless because deliberately waiting for the return of her husband, netranya immediately bright immediately see the fruit is still green skinned.

“Iih finally there is a young mango too, this is really Kak Aidan who wrote?” deandra asked, while glancing at the appearance of Aidan who had been seen near his shirt.

The man put the mango on the nightstand, then he pulled out his cell phone and was shown a recording taken by Lucky. Deandra smiled warmly at the video, then raised her face so she could look back at Aidan.

“But Brother Aidan,” said Deandra is really cute, his hands were spread out to hug her husband.

A bright smile rose from Aidan's face, tired of being replaced with a warm embrace from his beloved wife.

“Let's peel the same mango for help same Bu Nani make sambal rujak yes, but before Kak Aidan take a shower first .. his clothes are dirty and sweaty,” pinta Deandra after parse hug thank you.

Aidan lowered his head to look at the progress he was wearing was indeed dirty and rather dirty.

“I go to Lucky first yes dear, want to tell him to take my suitcase which is still in the hotel,” said Aidan before leaving the room.

“Kak Aidan didn't sleep in the hotel did he? You were papa, mama same sister Elena spent at the hotel, tomorrow morning new here again?” deandra asked with her net that began to glaze over, inexplicably not willing her heart if her husband was staying at the hotel, while she was at home.

The man slightly bent himself and brought Deandra closer to his face. “I slept in a dear hotel, while my wife was here .. hem,” Aidan replied so gently, then let Deandra's lips catch a glimpse, she wanted the old one, but postponed it first.

“Mmm ...,” muttered Deandra while nodding slowly, and allowing her husband to come out for a while. Aidan's heart warms only this time seeing Deandra doesn't want him to leave.

“Lucky, you can return to the hotel to rest, later please leave my suitcase with the driver only. I stay here,” pinta Aidan when approaching Lucky who is waiting for him while enjoying the coffee that has just been made by the maid.

After coordinating with Lucky, he continued to look for Bu Nani to make spices, all while taking containers and knives to peel the dishes, then returned to Deandra's room. Bumil turned to the door when he heard the door knob ringing, then he smiled faintly to see her husband come back in.

“Taking a wait for my suitcase to arrive, I peeled the mangoes first for you, afraid my children are scraping inside, if I wait for a shower first later,” said Aidan, saying, he picked up one and sat down on the edge of the bed so he could be with his wife.

“Iya Kak, I also have been very keen.”

“The spice again made the same Bu Nani, soon delivered to the room.”

“But yes Kak,” replied Deandra softly, netraanya faithful to see the fingers Aidan review the mango fruit, allegedly the man can not peel the fruit, it turns out it can.

There was a warm, haru feeling that was infiltrating the chest cavities of the woman, for some reason the two flavors suddenly came as she looked at her husband every time, ah this is really innate baby twin candidates who want to be close to their papa, until their mother began to feel the spark of an uncertain taste.

That warm feeling exceeded when she first fell in love with Arik, much different. And strangely the residual love for Arik vanished without any rest, the shadows of their faces and sweet memories for six months of love also either go where, or where, now there is only the face of the man next to him. What an unexpected soul mate, even in a heart-wrenching way.

Aidan during peeling the mango fruit, and seeing the flesh is still white, his tongue is already sore, must be very sour taste.

The room door was knocked, enter Bu Nani with a bowl of artificial spice rujak. Deandra had already taken a comfortable sitting position on the bed, and began to poke pieces of mango into his vocal chili.

“Mmm ... so good it feels,” said Deandra, he again took a piece of mango and did the same.

Mmm increasingly sore Aidan saw his wife devouring young mango without a griny face because it held the sour taste.

“Kak, open his mouth .. Baby we want his papa to eat young mango,” pinta Deandra while thrusting a piece of mango into Aidan's lips.

“Sayang .. tuh right my guess, oasti I was told to eat too,” Adian replied began to choked his throat.

“Ayo dong Papa, our son kepengen Papa eat rujak, later papa child on ngecess stomach nih,” whine Deandra put a pout face.

Aidan's eyes instantly brightened hearing Deandra's call just now.

“So try to repeat again, call what dear?” pinta Aidan's.

“Mmm ... Papa,” replied Deandra shyly.

Aidan smiled happily at the word papa coming out of Deandra's mouth, touched the woman's chin and then put his lips gently to Deandra's lips that felt like mango sauce.

So, the second night together that feels warmer, even without unification there are still many ways to express their love both.

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