Love You More Husband
Dave

Milea smiles as Rafael follows her into a regular resort around the beach they visited that day. Not a luxury resort because Milea rejected it with frugal reasons and chose to go home of course with careful financial calculations. The resort they choose is only a standard resort but quite beautiful and prioritizes privacy even though they cannot see the beach directly. Who says it's not expensive? Rafa even had to take money from the share of Hutama to rent it all day. But who would have thought if they even get the best resort for free on the grounds that they are guests to the hundredth day. Rafael looked around. The instinct of a young master is to work.

"Momy.." he muttered in his heart. He's not a stupid man who doesn't understand that there are other hands involved in his life. Momynya?? even though he had kicked him out, he would definitely continue to ask his dady to have people watch him. Neither he nor Rich could ever be a normal human being while the octopus of Hutama's business was still on the face of the earth.

"Mas.." Milea's gentle call immediately resuscitated Raphael's daydream.

"Ehmm.yeah. I'm sorry, honey. What did you say?" Milea took a deep breath, making Rafa unwell for it. She was too busy thinking about her family, especially after seeing four different man in makeup sitting watching her. In Rafa's heart was complaining...

'Why not a dozen of them.' Thought annoyed.

"Mas Rafa wants to come in or stay here?" repeat Milly patiently. Rafael immediately smiled.

"Of course go in. You forgot I wanted to.....,"

"Sstttt..mas!!" Rafael chuckled at the cute expression of Milly who was on her tiptoes to smother her lips with a reddened face. Surely his wife was embarrassed if anyone else heard their deal on the beach earlier.

"Yes already.ayo in." Milea quickly pulled Rafael's hand in and locked the door.

"A fast? do you miss me too, baby?" A small screech rang out as Milea's slender body had already floated into the air. Rafael had picked him up and dropped him on the shelf and directly overpowered him.

"Mas..can I take a shower first?" Pinta Milea was interrupted by a soft and intoxicating fondling of the young master. There was no real rejection, but he was afraid that Rafael would smell bad from his body considering that they had just been walking around in the hot sun.

"Later on." replied Rafael with a hoarse voice filled with lust. Instead of switching, the handsome man Arjuna even more buried his head in his favorite valley without stopping to move his tongue until the moaning for the sake of the whim came out alternately from Milea's lips that could not stand still.

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"Dave?? can I call you so hotshot??" yura asked after almost an hour they played aiming at the target on the wall of the hotel room that had changed function. Jose looks enthusiastic when playing with Yura who also changed the function of being an impromptu baby sitter. There was no tired hue on his face even though he lost several times because his shot was not on target at all. The little man could even laugh and look very happy. Did he miss a few hours ago to see his mother's funeral? Yeah, Jose didn't seem to lose much because of his birth mother's death. Maybe because Shane's late wife never noticed him.

Yes, this afternoon after returning from the toy store Rich immediately called so that the two immediately prepared to attend Shane's funeral procession. They will come with Paula as well because Paula was Shane's former best friend during college. A friend who betrayed his own friend. Miris indeed.almarhumah Shane had taken Rafael from the hands of Paula who was still Rafael's girlfriend without feeling. Paula who knew it was even involved in a long dispute that ended with the breakup of their relationship. It's nobody's fault everything went according to God's plan. God knew that the two were not the right people for a Raphael because they only focused on his status and wealth.

"But I am not your mother Jose" Yura said softly.

"indeed not. But will you be my mother?" again, that innocent face looked at him expectantly. There is a sense of heartlessness when you want to reject it, but Yura does not want to happen misunderstanding later.

"Hmmmm...Please call my name okay?? and I will still call you...Jose." But instantly the handsome face in front of him was bowed languidly. His hand that was holding the trigger of the gun was also visibly weakened. Yura came closer.

"Nobody wants to be my mother including you." Yura shook her head strongly while hugging the boy. Tears had even been dripping down her chubby cheeks. Yura really couldn't bear to see it.

"Don't cry hotshot. All right.I'll be your mother. Are you happy now?" Haru Yura's sense grew even more as Jose returned his embrace. They are compact to cry without realizing that the door is open from the outside.

"What did you do to my son??!!!" Richard was full of anger. The man had even pulled Jose from Yura's embrace and pushed his assistant to the floor with an angry face. Jose could be heard shouting and then stepped down from his papa embrace and ran to hug Yura who was still in a daze.

"Wicked Father!!" squeal little Jose loudly until Rich who replaced dumbstruck with the reaction of his son who even defended Yura.

"Why did papa push you?"

"Mother???" reanimate Rich was still in his shock.

"Ehhmm.not the young master.this is not what you think. Jose just misunderstood." cut off Yura after gaining his consciousness. This is what he was afraid of. Yura is afraid if he is thought to use Jose to get close to Rich who notebane hates him.

"Mother must not lie." shouted Jose loudly to deafen the ears.

"So my mother promised to be my mother." continued Jose sounding demanding. Yura was made wrong because the two men of different generations were both looking at her sharply. Like eating simalakama fruit, eaten by a dead mother, not eaten by a changed father.

"Jose.not so boy. Yeah, well.I'll still be your bundle." Yura broke up quickly before Jose's innocent face turned cloudy again. Jose hugged Yura again lovingly without caring for her papa's sharp gaze.

"Dave my son." whispered to make the man's heart warm for it.