Husband One Night
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Husband One Night 80

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"Ananda Rayyan Dirgantara bin Wiratmaja Dirgantara. I married and I marry you to my son named: Jeandana Mahayu Djangkaru with his dowry in the form of money of one million Dinar, Cash."

"I accept his marriage and the marriage of Jeandana Mahayu Djangkaru bint Adiguna Officer with his mascawinnya, cash."

"WELL"

"WELL"

"AH!!!"

A legitimate word echoed in the El Hotel ballroom. Yes, his second marriage was held at Elvira's hotel. The same hotel where Radika tied her sacred promise to the woman who had given her the twins.

Neither Jean nor Rayyan, both of them looked awkward. Though want to be photographed like other newlyweds. Ciuumm's forehead, or kiss his hands, or show off the marriage book. Both are like puppets. Stiff, and neither has an initiative. It is a canoebo that has been dry for days.

"Darling, kiss your wife's forehead!" whispered mom Sarah. Mama Sarah is anxious, long widowed her son so stiff.

[What the hell, Mama]

Rayyan looks reluctant. But, Mama Sarah is not out of her mind. He deliberately pushed Rayyan's arm slightly closer to Jeandana.

[God ... Maamaa]

Rayyan almost touched Jeandana's body, Mama Sarah was very active so the two got closer.

"This is a wedding photo, not a diploma photo!" whispered Sarah's mother with a prank.

With a forced smile, Rayyan's muzzle finally landed on Jeandana Mahayu Djangkaru's forehead. The legal wife he had just married in front of many people. The third wife who may be the last forever, it's expecting Sarah's mama.

Rayyan and Jeandana, both of whom had no idea, were to be taken to where their ship was sailing. What remains parking at the dock, or even waiting to be washed away by the waves because there is no solid love base in it. I don't know ... Rayyan and Jeandana's household is still gray.

"Congratulations, Jean!"

Radika smiled at her ex-bodyguard. Than Elvira's bodyguard, Jean is more suitable to be called Radika's shield so far. Many times the woman saved herself.

And now, as a thank you. Radika gives Jeandana a chocolate map.

"Little gift from us." Radika embraces his wife's shoulder.

"Congratulations, Jean!" Elvira hugged Jeandana warmly. In his heart he thanked, because Jean had been looking after their family.

"Thank you" Jean tried to keep smiling. Even if he doesn't know, he should be happy or sad.

"Congratulations, Ray!" replace Radika hugging her sister. He said the congratulations sincerely.

Rayyan also thanked her brother, their relationship has now melted. Not hot like the years before.

Rayyan's gaze now turned to a very handsome little figure with a black tuxedo. He then grabbed Zio's body which had been staring at him since.

"Papi's son why is his face so sour?" Rayyan whispered. While rubbing Zio's hair drizzle. The boy was really his miniature papa. 11 12 with Radika.

"But not staying with Oma anymore? Papi can't play with Zio anymore?"

Rayyan immediately smiled widely.

"Kan Zio can play to Papi and Mami's house .. right, Mi?"

Rayyan looked at her new wife. Just kontan Jeandana was shocked. Covering the shock she felt, Jean tried to smile while nodding. Rayyan's new wife then rubbed Zio's cheek.

"Zio's free to play with papi."

Jean's tongue almost kesleo called the word papi, my goodness!

Zio also smiled sweetly, his sour face was now cheerful again. As for Zia, the boy was more focused on the chocolate candy he was holding. Richard gave it to her.

Looks like Richard was one of the guests who looked less happy. Did she keep up the flavor all this time with Jean? I don't know. Clearly, his face is more suitable to come to the funeral than a wedding.

***

Not felt, all the events have passed everything. Now is the time for the newlyweds to rest. All the family members have also returned home, telling Jean and Rayyan who are still there.

Presidential suites

In the most luxurious room in the EL Hotel, now look two creatures that just this morning held a wedding. Equally cold, there is no warmth like most newlyweds.

Jean even dumbfounded to see the rose petals scattered on a plain white sprai cloth without the motive. Since then, he cleaned his face from the thick makeup, while occasionally glancing towards the bed. Jean was horrified for a long time too. For some reason, he felt something bad.

One room with Rayyan in a bridal room like this, is more dangerous than a visit to a rogues' nest. Jeandana fur one by one began to stand up. Especially when you hear the bathroom door open.

As much as possible he did not want to look at Rayyan, although the figure was already visible through the reflection of a mirror in front of him.

"Day, Jean!" rayyan was relaxed. The man then laid his body on the bed. It was a tiring day, and Rayyan tried to close her eyes.

Without replying, Jean hurried to the bathroom. His satirical soul suddenly vacillated tonight.

[Jean! Act biased! He's just Rayyan! Lonely widower ... HOLY JEEZ! Is that widower now my husband?]

Jean limps, he then lets the water wander his body. Trying to eliminate the silly thoughts that suddenly appeared filled his head.

CLAMPS

"Thank God he's asleep" muttered Jean who felt safe from the danger of the first night. It was Rayyan asleep, Jean in the bathroom like a hermit. It was a long time in there.

Carefully Jean took one pillow near Rayyan's head. The woman decided to sleep on the sofa. Very dangerous, and inviting disaster if they sleep on the same bed.

Despite being a martial arts master, Jean still had to be vigilant. Anyway, Rayyan is still a man. And the man is now her husband. More dangerous than a criminal.

"Where to go, just sleep here with me. Don't worry .. Nothing will happen!" rayyan said with her eyes closed.

Just so Jeandana was surprised, she thought Rayyan was asleep.

"I love sleeping on the couch!" reply Jean spontaneous. Still with a surprised face.

"Don't make me a jerkkk, let a woman sleep on the couch while I'm alone in a comfortable place. Already ... come here. Aren't you afraid of me, Jean?"

Jean immediately laughed strangely, "I? Afraid you? Hahaha .. don't hang on!"

His heart was broken. Fear Rayyan tiger-muck.

"Good! Sleep quickly!"

Jean crept closer to the horror bed. The brave Jean seemed to slowly become lackadaisical when faced with such an awkward condition.

***

An hour later, Rayyan still closed her eyes. However, the man was actually unable to sleep either. Same with Jeandana.

The woman had been staring at the ceiling since then, Jeandana suddenly had an impromptu insomnia. It was Rayyan who was thought to have slept.

[Come on, Jean .. sleep!]

Jean ordered his eyes to be shut. However, the more ordered the more awake. Drowsiness was completely reluctant to approach, making him restless tonight.

"What are you thinking? Sleep on!"

Again Jeandana was made to panic when she found out Rayyan had not slept. Jean felt threatened if the man hadn't slept. He felt forced into a cage with a tiger inside.

"I thought you were asleep" Jean said later.

[Who asked?]

Jean glanced cynically. The woman then pulled out a blanket to cover her body. Apparently, he had to be wary of Rayyan's figure. Don't step back, or later he can be exhausted by the former widower.

At one in the morning

Finally Jean was able to sleep as well, after struggling to count the sheep in her head.

Then what about Rayyan, the man was not even on the bed. Rayyan was on the balcony, enjoying her long night with a puff of smoke. He tried to sleep, but could not.

Accustomed to sleeping one bed alone, he now feels disturbed, uncomfortable and began to fidget when there is a woman sleeping beside him.

They may be married, but not because of love. So, Rayyan was a little reluctant to touch his wife. He could have been battered in Jeandana's hands.

Until the end of five bars, then Rayyan entered again into the room. He wants not to be tempted. But, his eyes instead glanced at Jean who was already asleep. His body shape is clearly visible even though covered in blankets. He observed Jean's look very sound, probably tired today.

[Beautiful .. but too fierce a pity]

Unknowingly his lips were growing.

[Geez! What do you think Rayyan?]

Rayyan went to the room, washed her face. Expel dirty thoughts that suddenly attack. After all, he is a normal guy. One room with the opposite sex, seems to invite distress.

Out of the bathroom, she saw Jean was still sleeping. He also decided to sleep. Long drowsiness approached him.

At three

Jean felt strange, she felt claustrophobic and her space was limited. Slowly he opened his eyes, then looked up.

[Why is he hugging me? Ish ..]

Jean tried to escape. As he was about to prepare for a kick, Rayyan suddenly whispered.

"I can't sleep, I don't take my medicine. Just like this .. I'm not gonna pant."

Rayyan's words stunned Jean. It's actually nice, too, warm. It's just, this is a very awkward situation.

[Am I pretending to sleep?]

DEG ... DEG ... DEG

[Jeez, why is his heart racing?]

When initially Rayyan who had trouble sleeping, now even contagious to Jean. The newlyweds were both awake the night of their bride.

Five o'clock in the morning

Jean wakes up with a panda eye, Rayyan's all night making it hard to sleep. The show wear no sleeping pills, keeping her husband awake all night. And that makes him nervous.

This morning, Rayyan had already gone to the bathroom first. And himself? He stared at the sprai cloth that was still plain like yesterday.

[What kind of wedding is this? The first night the sheets are still safe!]

Suddenly he rubbed his face, patting both of his cheeks.

[CHUCKLES! Don't think about it, Jean!]

CLAMPS

Suddenly the smell of shampoo burst, bursting into the presidential suite hotel room.

Jean glanced, oh .. Her husband showed up with wet hair. Ganteng anyway, sexyiii .. moreover just wrapped in a white towel on his waist. Instantly, Jean swore inwardly, trying not to be tempted.

"Bandah! We're looking for breakfast, I'm hungry."

Leisurely, Rayyan walked towards the suitcase. It was not dismantled last night. Because I'm too tired.

Awkward, Jean just passed her husband. When he was in the bathroom, he forgot to bring a change of clothes. Because of seeing Rayyan who only wears a towel, Jean comments. Jean also wears a white kimono towel, the woman then goes out intending to take a change of clothes.

"Why not change in the bathroom?" Jean who was surprised by the unusual sight, immediately closed her eyes.

Leisurely, Rayyan continued to wear her clothes again.

"You've already worn the bathroom."

[Yes! He has already stained my eyes!]

"It's Jean! Open your eyes!" it was Rayyan who now buttoned her long shirt with a smile. You Jean, how old is she? Like just a girl.

With a bang, Jean took her shirt. The woman then went back to the bathroom. Many times he shook his head hard. Expelling strange thoughts that suddenly strike from all directions. Because of Rayyan, his eyes are now stained.

Because bathing with a bad feeling, makes Jean less careful. Jean, who was shampooing at the time, slipped by her own bus.

"Gee!!"

He grimaced, his waist hurt from hitting something. Jean tried to get up, but she was sick.

"God! Really pain!"

After much effort, Jean finally came out of the bathroom. Jean walked while holding her waist.

"Jean! You why?"

Jean shook her head. "It's okay."

"Then why is your path like that?"

"Double-set!" jean replied briefly. "Oh yeah, I'm not coming downstairs. Please just order breakfast here for me" Jean added.

"It's not usually that you're careless, Jean! Let me check." Rayyan is kepo.

"No need!" Jean was on standby. He then stood up, just lying on the bed.

"Yes, stay here. I'm gonna go out for a second."

Jean just nodded slowly.

A while later, Rayyan came back with a small paper bag. Apparently the man came with ointment.

"Where is sick?"

"Let me!" Jean reached out, asking for the ointment from Rayyan's hand. Rayyan did not give it. The man sat down and pulled out a little of Jean's clothes. Making Jean's eyes glare straight at me.

"Since when have you been this lazy?" ask Rayyan.

"Since marrying you," replied Jean inwardly.

Rayyan applied the ointment to Jean's waist surface. Slow down so that Jean does not protest, because it was immediately bruised. Maybe because the skin is smooth, so the impact marks were so obvious.

Initially the intention was good, he wanted to smear the ointment only. But, over time the intention changed direction. If last night he could be patis, maybe not with this morning.

Jean felt a strange gurgle, Rayyan's hand was not in the right area. The man no longer rubbed his bruised waist.

"Ray! Get rid of your hand or ...!"

Jean was instantly silent unable to continue her words. Seriate.

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