Little Wife of the Miliyader 1
Ownership label

" I want you to change your call to me" said Regha quietly with his head slipping around his wife's neck.

" Hemm calls what he means," plays Regha's hair who always plays around his neck.

" I don't like you calling me om, while when you call men you'll say their names" occasionally inhales the scent of Riana's body that she really likes.

" But my call is good, you can say it's not," laughed amusedly.

" I still want you to change it, I'm still young and our age is not too far away so you can't call me om no" his hand touched Riana's face.

" Alright tell me what call I should use then," put away Regha's hand that tickled his face.

" Hemm whatever," back to play on Riana's neck.

" Dear," said Riana slowly, which automatically made Regha raise his head to look at the girl.

" What you said just now," looked seriously at Riana, wanting to make sure that her hearing wasn't wrong.

" No I'm just saying if I should call you brother or mas maybe," smiled broadly.

" What kind of strange call is that, big sister you want to equate me with this guy, then what else is that mas really disgusting," turned her back to Riana.

" Then you decide for yourself, um" get up.

" Call me dear, or beloved husband," sat down next to Riana.

" What kind of disgusting call it is, not who wants to utter such a ludicrous call," felt goosebumps himself.

" Have you forgotten our original agreement, have you forgotten your father, mother and sister" drowned her face in Riana's neck.

What kind of man do you make my husband God, may I just exchange it for another. Riana's grumbling is upset.

" Well, um..," he was cut off because suddenly Regha bit his neck quite strongly.

" Call me dear," looked at Riana fixedly.

" Dear," softly riana then immediately turned her gaze to another direction, not wanting to look at the half-dead excited Regha's face.

" What if we tried other calls like Hanny, baby, swetty, by, sweet hearth, my lopez. The point is often used by young people today," very excited when saying his thoughts that.

" No, don't ever say those words again, because your age is no longer in the word of the boys, let's use a little more mature word," leave Regha and go into the bathroom.

" Why, I see all couples using such a call. The more mature call well he means, mommy Daddy," revealed his sly smile again.

***

Riana is trying to cover up the artwork of artists who only work for her. What else if not the red mark Regha gave that almost covered the entire neck to his chest.

" Fuckin' Regha, how am I covering this up now," looked at himself in the mirror.

" What are you doing, why are you removing my red stamp, you know a lot of women who want to get a red stamp like this from me," grumbled Regha annoyed when she found out Riana wanted to cover her red stamp.

" How do I come out with this look om" he lamented.

" What om," glared at Riana.

" Okay, dear, my beloved husband. I told you if this should be covered is not good when seen by others," smiled forcefully again.

" But I want from now on, the red stamp as a label that you belong to me should always be there. So that others will not dare to approach you again,"

Riana sighed deeply, how could anyone think like this. But of course he was the master of Regha, his thoughts were always unpredictable to anyone.

" Hemm fine as long as you don't make any more mistakes," riana's hair ruffled.

This person why likes to make hair that has been neatly arranged into a mess like this anyway. Put her hair in front of the mirror.

" I'm hungry" Regha said.

Then what do you want if you're hungry, do you expect that food will come to you as soon as you say something like that. Again murmuring in the heart.

" I'll see if the dinner is ready or not" wants to leave but Regha quickly pulls his hand.

" I want to eat this first before that," riana's lips again.

Basic pervert. Ahhh mother help me. He still opened his eyes wide in surprise.

" Keep shut your eyes while chatting*that is very disturbing you know," grumbled Regha annoyed then immediately left Riana who was still pecking at his place.

Why is he the one who is upset, I should be the one who is upset.

***

Riana went down following Regha on the ground floor, of course after she finished covering every label Regha gave very well.

" Where are all my red stamps" whispered Regha as Riana sat near her.

" I got rid of them all" he answered casually and began to eat his food.

" Hadn't it been an initial agreement if the label should always be there," held back the hand of Riana who already wanted to bribe her Food.

" I still have one left, look," pulled her hair slightly, and there was a small red mark that appeared timidly there.

Regha smiled in satisfaction then started to enjoy the prepared dinner dishes as well.

***

After a dinner filled with satisfied smiles from Regha, they continued again with their respective activities.

Riana is busy with the photos on her phone, while Regha is busy with her computer screen.

" mom, I mean baby when this is gonna be over. I'm so tired now" spoke to Regha who was still focused on it.

" Hemm in a moment, don't try to sleep if you don't want me to do anything else," spoke without looking at the interlocutor.

Riana simply nodded slowly while returning focus to her phone screen.

Slowly Riana's eyes began to dim, she couldn't even open her two eyelids anymore now.

" Done, let's go to sleep now," closed the screen of his laptop.

Regha looked at Riana, and it turned out that the girl had entered into her dream realm with a sitting position and a cellphone that was still on.

Slowly Regha fixed Riana's position, making her lie down comfortably and grab Riana's phone.

When Regha wanted to put the phone down, he accidentally saw Riana's phone. There is a photo of a married couple and their three daughters.

" Do you miss your family now, do you still miss the people who have hurt you so much" looked at Riana who was asleep comfortably.

Regha put the phone down, then went to lie down next to his wife and hugged her very tightly.