Love Sugar Daddy
EXTRA PART 87~S2

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After inviting Della to visit her mother, Andrian intends to go to Singapore to come on a pilgrimage to the tomb of her mother Della, who is also named Della. He wanted to immediately apologize to the late woman directly, even if it could only be in front of her grave.

And here is Andrian and his daughter Della, at Della's final resting place. The woman Andrian once ruined his life.

Andrian was silenced, seeing the mound of earth with his began to grow a lot of grass there. The man felt limp, then sat crouched down while touching a tombstone that read the name Della Saputri.

Again his eyes glazed over, his head re-remembered all his past, how bad his attitude was. Moreover, in a girl who is so willing to donate one kidney for the sake of wanting to save her life.

Plaque..!!

Andrian slapped his own cheek. Makes Della surprised at what her papa did.

"Pa, papa why ?" Ask the girl. He looked at the papa who looked very broken right now.

Andrian did not answer her, he just cried awkwardly leaning on the tombstone Della.

'Lord, if time can be turned back, I want Della to stay here, to go through the stories with me, and also with our daughter, Della, to be a happy little family..' Andrian murmured in his heart.

'I'm sorry Dell, how evil I used to be to you, but why don't you ever tell me that you sacrificed for my life, I really don't deserve all this..' Take it again. Andrian is completely powerless, he's broken, he's sick, he's regretting what's so useless. Della's gone, gone for a long time.

'Dell, I want to change, I want to be a good person. What else I got from you, I promise dell, I'll take care of Della, I'll love her, I want to be a good dad to her, I want to be a good dad to her, please allow me to do her dell, I will do anything for our daughter, for her happiness, for her, I want to atone for all my sins on the two of you that I used to have in vain..'

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3 Months later

"Honey, come on. sebentaaaarrrrr aja..." Candra continues to whine, seducing the wife to want to wrestle love with her. Who can bear, when married but he was told to fast for three months after the miscarriage of his wife.

That's a doctor's advice. Prohibiting sex husband and wife after the post-genna penguretan that time.

"Darling .." He still did not give up, his pain was so painful that he always held back his desires. So tormented is he.

"Ih.. still can't know mas !" Genna murmur. Recalling the advice of the doctor he remembered had not been up to three months.

"No, dear, the doctor doesn't know that we are.." Her seduction.

"Just know !"

"Or from where the hell, the doctor squirms we gelud in the room" protested.

"Detep can't be mas, I don't want to violate the doctor's advice !" His determination is undeniable.

"Ck !" Candra clucked her tongue, again the desire of her little sister was he humbled, although painful, with a sense of annoyance that again get rejection.

Candra snorted annoyedly, then pulled the blanket and drowned her body, she preferred to endure the pain of her little sister rather than having to go to the bathroom at night by herself.

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Early in the morning, Candra was awake. So unsettled was he, his little sister had even woken up earlier than him who still wanted to sleep. So unsettling

After trying to shake off her unreachable wish, Candra got off her bed and walked to the bathroom. Like his better to wrestle in the bathroom alone rather than having to whine at the wife who will definitely return to accept rejection.

Very depressing..

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Genna squirmed, blinked her eyes and forced her to open. He looked at the clock on the wall of his room, already showing it at 8am.

"God...!" Her screams screeching up, looking to the side of what was certainly her husband was no longer there. This time he woke up. Hurriedly, Genna got off the bed and headed for the bathroom to immediately clean herself up.

"Bik, Candra's mas ninggalin pesen no ?" The woman was done with rituals to cleanse herself while sleeping. He went straight downstairs and asked the aunt who was washing dishes in the kitchen.

"No, I didn't even have breakfast, he left in a hurry" replied the aunt.

Genna sat on the dining table chair, for a moment thinking why the tumben once Candra did not bother her every morning to wake her up. And usually if he did not have time to wake her, he would always leave a message to the aunt either in any case it was for her. But this time...

The woman got up from the chair, walked towards her room again without wanting to wait for the aunt to serve her breakfast.

"Sir, breakfast" cried the aunt who had prepared some loaves of bread for Genna, but she just left.

"Let's bik" she replied.

In the room, Genna opened her cell phone. Checking if there is a message from the husband, but there is no real. Straight away, Genna dialed her husband's number.

No response, up to the third call. He was busy, or indeed, the man was angry at her for always refusing his request these few nights.

Ah. like it is, so feel guilty gini yeah. It is actually possible to get in touch again after 3 months. Poor that man..

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All the food Genna cooked was ready. Just put it in the bushel for him to bring it later.

"Bik, please enter the food to the bushel yes, I want to get ready first" Genna told the aunt, even her body feels very sticky by sweat after busy cooking her favorite food.

Yes, the woman intends to come to her husband's office to surprise, bring food and will have lunch together.

"Good mbak"

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In the room, after finishing the shower. Genna was busy choosing the clothes she was going to wear. She thought she should look beautiful in front of her husband.

The woman chose a knee-length dress with no cream-colored arms. Polishing a little make-up on his face, do not forget to also spray fragrances to his body. She let her brunette dangle without tying her up.

"OK..!" Her murmurs were looking at her self-reflection inside the mirror. After feeling her appearance was ready, Genna went downstairs and was about to leave for her husband's office.

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