King Mafia And His Angel
A little Shy and jealous
Since Anta had continued to curl up in her blanket, in addition to enduring the pain after a long struggle between her and Enardo, shame clearly dominated within her.
Anta was obviously embarrassed to look at the man's face.
Ahhhhhh
Anta whined in her heart, trying not to get out of her thick blanket.
The dark atmosphere of the night in the plane and the cold that continues to sweep the skin of Anta's body that only uses lingerie after bathing after having a hot session earlier adds to the situation in the room of the plane the private jet.
Several special stewardesses were seen entering carrying a malm meal for them, glancing at Enardo for a moment and glancing at their lady who they thought was still sound asleep.
They seemed to glance at each other for some time, they thought that the gossip about the relationship was not good in their master's marriage like it was not true, after all the evidence that the master seemed to smile so happily looking at the brand lady who was still sleeping covered with a blanket.
Well Enardo seemed to stumble at his smile seeing Anta's timid expression, the man was still wearing his bathrobe, walked up to Anta then slowly pulled Anta's blanket, the man was still wearing his bathrobe, trying to talk to his wife.
"Come baby, let's get dinner"
Said Enardo while gently kissing Anta's forehead.
Some of the flight attendants seemed to smile embarrassedly at the affection of his master towards his wife.
"Hmmm it's dinnertime?*
Anta asked with a flushed face, looking bashfully at Enardo's eyeballs.
"He em"
The man nodded, pulling out the entire blanket Anta was still covering her entire face, letting the blanket only cover her lower body.
"It's too late"
Enardo spoke and waited for everyone to finish preparing their meals.
After some time, all seemed to lower their heads, then immediately darted out of the room.
Enardo grabbed a menu of food, sat down next to Anta and began to feed Anta Slowly.
"I can eat by myself"
Say Anta slowly.
Enardo's hurry shook his head.
"Tonight Madame Anta Morgan is her queen"
At once Anta laughed a little.
In the end a long chat took place between them on the sidelines of dinner, the atmosphere completely melted down perfectly even Enardo was so good at making Anta's mood flowery.
"How many times have you been to Indonesia?"
Anta quickly asked as she accepted the drink Enardo had given her, she slowly started drinking.
"Hmmm quite often, I've gone with Tristan, Seine, Eliot and Gao to go on business trips, and have gone with Arash for some small business".
Enardo spoke while remembering.
"Ohhh so often it seems"
Answer Anta slowly.
"Women together?"
Anta asked while squinting one eye.
"This is his first time"
Enardo replied steadily, the man had a smile when he heard Anta ask the question.
"Why?"
Enardo seemed to understand which way the wife was talking.
"I'm not the kind of guy who likes to take foreign women or bring women who don't belong to me"
Enardo said softly, gently stroking Anta's hair for some time.
Anta momentarily lowered her head, feeling slightly embarrassed for asking such a foolish thing earlier.
"I didn't mean it that way, just asked"
Anata said quickly as if she had just been caught out of jealousy.
Enardo chuckled slightly, touching both of Anta's faces slowly.
"That's why as long as you feel something's stuck"
Said the man quietly while staring in Anta's eyeballs.