Hidden Rich Man's
The Part 111

Seventy days later. After expressing love to each other, Danesh and Felly's relationship is getting sticky like a stamp that never wants to escape. Even just parting to work feels very heavy for both.

Felly also now knows, if her husband is not a random person. Every night he wanted to work overtime in the apartment, definitely not allowed and ended the morning had finished all his office work. Of course from there she began to find out for herself about her husband because she felt awkward, where maybe ordinary people could finish their work.

And Felly finally found out through an article about the five Danesh brothers who at that time met at the coffee shop. She knew her husband was no ordinary man. But Felly better shut up and not bring it up. Waiting for her husband to tell her himself, why can be stranded in Indonesia which is very far from his home country and lives in distress.

During that time, Danesh continued to work hard to develop his business. He went to and fro looking for investors to help him increase capital until now he already has many branches in various regions around the capital.

Danesh has also bought a new apartment that is more spacious and comfortable using his own efforts. It turned out to feel very satisfied when his struggle came to fruition.

Sunday is the time for a couple to combine love on a sunny morning. Laughing on a fairly soft sofa, jostling for a second sleep there while watching a movie together on the forty-inch television.

“My beautiful wife,” call Danesh who is behind Felly's back. He whispered in his wife's ear.

Felly wriggled amusedly with a breath that swept across his skin. “Yes? Boulevard husband?”

Danesh slowly breaks his embrace after giving a kiss on the nape of his wife. “I want to give you something.” He carefully came down from the sofa, as much as possible not to nudge his wife violently so that his wife did not fall because Felly was at the very end of the sofa.

Felly who was not comfortable with his position also chose to sit. If he is sleeping, he is more comfortable when Danesh hugs him from behind and gives a gentle swab on his stomach.

The bule man came out of the room with a small book and a magic card. He knelt before his wife. Grabbing Felly's soft hand and kissing his wife's paw at a glance.

Danesh focused his eyes on his wife's beautiful and soothing face. “My beloved wife, the one I love, the most patient and humble,” call her gently.

Making Felly hear him become teary, no longer know how he should be grateful with the abundance of love. “What, my white husband, my handsome, my world,” reply.

Danesh looked down at Felly's hand. He turned the part of his wife's body that he held onto to reveal the palm.

The man put the book and the magic card he held in his wife's hand. “This is for you. Sorry, I can just give you a savings book and debit card now. All this time I've always made you live hard, even though you can live a good life if you're not with me. But you chose to accompany me and help me fight to be at this point,” he said, he locked his wife's eyes again. “I love you, live forever with me.”

Felly bit her lower lip, holding back her scent so her tears wouldn't break out. “Sure, I want.”

Felly embraced her husband's body, and after being satisfied, both hands held Danesh's head. She held her lips together with her husband until it ended again with ah.