Husband Carried
chapter 94
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Reza who was still busy looking for the blue triangle was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, he found the wilderness cover where his elephant trunk was playing was tucked under a pillow that fell near the bedside nightstand.
Was that when he was on patrol?
Melisa was still standing on the doorstep, with her hands folded in her chest she just watched without helping.
"Now" Reza gave it to him with a smile.
"Don't throw it away" the wife grunted as she forcefully snatched it from her hand.
"I just need the contents" muttered Reza, but who would have thought it was still heard by Melisa, she immediately turned her head when she had just stepped into the bathroom.
"What?, want to fill it? keep the wrapper thrown away, this is if the mace of the wrapper can be in lalaerin, Mas" said Melisa upset.
"Yes, that's so bad, oh my goodness!" Reza again relented, her female tiger has now roared full of emotion.
There is often a small debate between the two but it becomes a sweetener in their household. Nothing is perfect, as well as the love story of this impromptu married couple. Seven months together without knowing but being able to accept each other and finally falling in love is a very extraordinary thing.
Melisa is just an innocent girl who has never known the outside world other than the orphanage children, the last ten years of her life she spent there with children who do not have parents, he said, Another case with the husband Reza Rahadian Wijaya, a handsome man who is always surrounded by women whether friends, coworkers or indeed who have long wanted him, he said, small pebbles are common in the ark of the second household even the waves they have been lunge together, Love always takes them back to the right place.
Having a husband that is close to perfect is not an easy matter for Melisa who is just a girl from the bottom, she must be ready whenever the insects outwit her relationship but she always has her own way, she has her own way, puffing the chest is much better than shedding tears.
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"Mas, go home yuk" asked Melisa when she came out of the room.
"Beach soon, baby, take a little more" Reza replied with eyes still focused on the paper he was reading.
The drama of Renata's arrival and the search for his wife's thin triangular object left his job neglected.
Melisa who resigned back to sit on the sofa, rubbed her stomach that increasingly bulged.
"Mas, our son rarely moves huh?"
"Living time I sleep because I look like a hen" Reza replied without looking back.
"Ih, usually the motion even if only briefly and vaguely so"
"Son, I'm gonna eat"
"Say me a laper, Ra!"
Melisa even laughed at the words of her husband, she was very hungry when her brain was twisting the shadow of a martabak shake with abundant chocolate and cheese.
"Hayo again shadow what?" seductress Reza was sitting next to her.
"I want martabak, good times yes" he said.
"I eat martabak every night!" said Reza.
"I don't know" asked Melisa confused, when they were almost twenty-four hours together.
"Nih, the hammer is here, Haha" laughs at the end of his silly words while feeling something part of his wife's body.
"What's? he said goa now change again to martabak!"
"folding with the milk melts just opened there are nuts on top of it there are also many chocolates "
Melisa glared at her husband who was preparing to escape to avoid the hot pinch he was ready to lay.
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Do not expect in this novel will be the same as the novel CEO and other innocent girl yes.
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