Lecturer My wife
Chapter 88 guarding the honor of the wife
Syifa groaned strongly while gripping the already shapeless bed sheet. Sweat had washed all over his body.
Even the sky has changed color to become brighter. But Syifa still felt a shock that knew when it would end.
His body was already very weak and resigned whatever was done by Dion. Either the super power of the man it feels endless.
The night was pounded and just rested for four hours now Syifa again felt something tickle the sensitive part of his body. He squirms and sees Dion already playing around down there.
"S-honey.. Not tired?" syifa still had time to question Dion.
"Now, yes." really they had done it many times but this time Dion was really like a wild animal that had just come out of his cage.
'I'll make tonight unforgettable.' Presumably those words were actually embodied by Dion.
Until finally the release somehow to how much Syifa really drooped limp. His body was no longer able to move. Only his lips were muttering softly.
Dion ended his activities. Take the washcloth and wipe Syifa's body then cover it comfortably.
An old kiss landed on his wife's forehead as an expression of infinite gratitude. His life has changed since he got married.
Dion finally hugged Syifa. After stopping like this, Dion felt tired and sleepy. Until not long ago he was carried into the sea of dreams.
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The sun is at the end of his head. The originally dark sky turned bright and was now getting brighter to dazzling.
The real Syifa is still lazy not to want to wake up. He had a look at the clock on his cell phone which showed it at eleven in the afternoon.
Yesampun, late breakfast pantes laper really. Where have not met Bella again." muttered Syifa.
He finally got up and went to the bathroom to clean up. Fortunately, when he looked in the mirror, he saw a sign of love from Dion on his chest and stomach.
Although many but Syifa is still grateful at least no visible mark on the neck so it is safe for her to dress without having to be confused cover up.
Syifa had previously made a pact with Dion not to make the ownership mark in an area that was not covered in clothing.
Finished cleaning up Syifa was about to find Dion's whereabouts but she saw the complete food available on the table.
'breakfast first love to fill the energy. Have a nice day.. I love you."
Syifa smiled to herself looking at the memo written next to the plate. Syifa finally spent the breakfast with the spirit because it was so hungry.
After breakfast Syifa prepares to meet Dion. She put a little makeup on her face. Wearing hot pants and a tank top crop covered in Dion's white shirt makes her look like a teenage girl.
The small body posture of Syifa and her face that always looks baby face is often deceiving many people. Who would have thought if the woman was now almost three heads old.
Syifa continued to walk down the area outside the resort. Apparently the place to stay is only adjacent to the main resort where his family stayed even still one area.
"Hmm. turned out to be close, so yesterday use ride all cars. Though the walk was also nyampe." muttered Syifa while looking left and right looking for the whereabouts of her husband.
Until finally Syifa also found the figure of her favorite man. he seemed to be chatting with Papa Wira as well as a middle-aged man with a bule face while not long ago a girl who was also bule-faced approached Dion while hugging Dion's left hand.
Syifa frowned when she saw her husband being approached by another woman. Do not want to immediately speculate Syifa was trying to calm down and find out the answer. Who knows they are Dion's relatives.
He walked over to Dion. When he was nearby suddenly Dion immediately hugged Syifa's tiny body while peeping her forehead possessively.
"Dear are awake? Still tired, aren't you?" dion said with a sweet smile in front of Syifa.
While the bule girl seemed to throw a wry gaze towards Dion and Syifa.
"This is your wife Dion?" suddenly the man asked Dion.
Syifa was surprised when the man was fluent in Indonesian.
"Yes Om, this is Syifa my wife." Dion proudly introduced Syifa to the Man.
"This is David, father's friend and also the owner of some of this resort. Including the ones we made last night." Dion explains that David worked together to build the resort with Wira.
"It's so pretty your wife. Om so understand why you rejected my daughter." said David accompanied by a joke.
"Syifa" he said gracefully and kindly.
"Shea." replied the girl briefly.
"Good name." replied Syifa later.
"thank you." She replied flatly. But both of the neutrals looked dewy.
Not long after the girl said goodbye to all to go back inside. Syifa looked stunned to see the sad face of the girl but Dion's embrace on her waist made Syifa wake up.
"it's ok." whispered Dion as she gently peeked at Syifa's head.
Dion finally left the two men. He moved his legs as he continued to hug Syifa's waist.
"Nyari Bella yuk, kangen." said Syifa.
"Hm.. Bella again out taught to walk with Mama Vera." said Dion.
"it's really good that I was left behind." Syifa protested.
"You want to go for a walk too?" ask Dion.
"You want, this is where we want to go on vacation" Syifa said.
"Oh, if you're here for a honeymoon." seduced by Dion.
"Yes honeymoon is also the same way dear. Not just have to stay in bed." Syifa protest.
"Ehm.. How can he be in bed? There are many places, dear. I haven't tried it in the pool yet. Especially if you wear a bikini." again Dion kept trying to tease Syifa.
The plot..!
"Oh, I'm being picked on anyway." Dion's protest rubbed his forehead.
"Let the perverted genie in your brain step aside first. I'm tired of being hit with no pause" with Syifa's tiny face glaring and showing her fierce expression. But instead of being ferocious it actually looks more cute and adorable to make Dion immediately devour the tiny lips no matter when they are outdoors.
Meanwhile Shea who returned to her room immediately rushed to the bed while crying. He was still slapped by Dion's words.
A while ago when it was still morning Dion had just opened the door of his room. But he is shocked by Shea's existence.
"Dion, can we talk?" shea said with a serious face.
"What's wrong?" actually Dion was so lazy to meet Shea. But the girl kept insisting.
"Are you really married to a one-child widow?" she said in an unaccepted tone.
"Why is that?" Dion's still a bitch.
"You'd rather an ex than me. Don't expect your taste to be like that." Shea looked sizzling.
Dion who refused to discuss this inevitably had to explain.
"Shea, you know so much about my wife, that you're looking for her information, right? What the hell did you get? My wife is a one-child widow, older than me. He is also a highly educated teacher. What else?" dion sarcas said.
"Originally you know, my wife is a widow. She is a single mom with one child. But even though he was someone else's ex at least a respectable ex. They were through a legitimate marriage relationship, my daughter was also a legally and religiously legitimate child. Then what is the difference with women who are also both ex-people. Especially those without marriage. It wasn't clear just last night two nights ago changed another man?" As a husband of course Dion felt unacceptable if his wife was humbled. And this time Dion was so sick of dealing with a girl like Shea.
"But it could be out there your wife is also a player. Don't know." She defended herself.
"Do you forget I was such a critical person before making a decision. I've known how my wife has been since day one." said Dion.
Dion knew very well the habits of Shea who lived freely and bergonta changed men without a clear relationship. His habit of living in the wild country and in Bali made Dion understand the girl who wanted the party.
Of course, Dion's words made Shea lose a landslide. The man she loved was so fed up with her.
"One more. If you want to be appreciated by others, respect others. You fellow women shouldn't talk like that."
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