Love You More Husband
Pagi

Again and again the sound of the bell releases the arms of the father and son who are in a haru atmosphere. Rich stroked Dave's head gently, as if he didn't care about the voice. Who else came this early? Yura's? obviously not possible because working hours are still long. His wife will definitely come half an hour before the time of his departure like his family's rules. A bodyguard? Obviously more unlikely because if Rich is in the apartment means he's in fashion not wanting to be disturbed. Then who came this early? Rich approached the door with slow steps and opened it.

"Good morning young master. Sorry to bother you." Rich's voice was stuck in his throat when he saw who was coming. Her male in-law, Sean Moraima stood gallantly with his feather posture, looking at her in the shade. From a close distance Rich could have guessed how handsome Sean was when young. If only there was no blood of Fernando flowing in his body, of course he would have lost terribly to his father-in-law.

"Papa.ehmmm.please enter." And Rich bowed his body in a respectful manner as he let his mertunya into his apartment. Instead of behaving like a father-in-law, Sean subdued his body as a sign of respect as well. The thing that made Rich frown.

"I have come to pick up the little master at the command of the great lord Fernando." Not yet out of Rich's shock, Sean had already said the thing that Dave had told him. His dady had even moved that fast to ride his horse.

"Where's Yura, pa?" instead of connecting with Sean's words, Rich asked other things that had nothing to do with their initial topic.

"You're her husband.Why ask me?" this time Rich was stunned with the puzzled expression of his father-in-law who was very natural. It means Sean really doesn't know what happened to his family. Rich breathed a little relieved because of it.

"Ehmmm.I and Dave are going home this morning, Dad. Papa doesn't have to pick him up anymore." Rich said as slowly as possible. He doesn't want any misunderstanding between himself and Sean.

"Why are you coming home? The big master has already prepared everything. You just leave."

"Papa please.why papa starts acting like that to me again. I don't like that papa. Please don't call me that either." Sean raised his head upright then stared inside the blue ocean netra of his son-in-law.

"Not if you treat my daughter well." again, Rich's throat feels so tight that it's hard to swallow. Sean knew everything and was acting normal in front of him. Really, Rich was embarrassed and misbehaved by it. How will he answer questions from Sean's lips that might be spoken to him.

"Rich.if Yura is guilty then let her come out. It is not appropriate for you as a young master the owner of the house to just leave. That's not the attitude Dave deserves."

"I don't own the house, Dad. Yura is the owner because I've turned the house into her name."

"What did it do Rich. The house is of great value. Yura even...."

"She's my wife papa. What I have is his too. I just wanted to calm down, not get out of the house" Rich said in self-defense.

"I promised you, Dad. A promise to a man is an honor. I will keep my promise to make your daughter happy for the rest of my life."

"Then be prepared." Rich straightened his body. Getting ready? Whither?

"Mr Fernando has two honeymoon tickets for you to France in two hours." Again, his parents acted as they wished without asking what he wanted. Rich became furious because of it.

"Can I ask you to tell dady something, pa?"

"Why not just call?"

"Do you know how Dady and my momy are? so please tell me if I don't want to go to France. Have Dady give her tickets to Rafa and Milea just because I love the honeymoon in our new home." Rich's only reason not to go. After all why go if Yura alone does not want to carry out her duties as a wife. Not the honeymoon, which he got even the months of unchannelled lust.

"This ticket was ordered from Japan, not from Indonesia Rich. Besides, young master Rafa won't go to France because he and Miss Milly will go to Arabia for both." Rich patted his head. Problem after problem that morning had given her therapeutic shock until she was dizzy and lost half of her mind. But what was that? Arabs? Umrah? Cckckckckck...

"I always lose to him." said Rich, smiling faintly. Who does not understand the nature of his brother who is very religious. Her dream of taking her woman there was fulfilled as well. Rafa had actually found half of his body and entrusted his life to Milea. Rich clenched his hands tightly. It was not in vain that he worked hard to bring the two of them together.

"Why don't papa and mama go there? Yura says she likes France a lot. What's wrong with taking your second honeymoon mama there, pa." Sean scooped his face. What Yura said was true. Amanda did want to go there a few times but Sean was always busy.

"Just leave the business to me too Yura, pa. Dady would've let it."

"But Rich...".

"Mom and Dad get ready. Let me manage everything." Rich insisted indisputably.