My Possessive Bodyguard's
CHAPTERS. 44 Is good, right?

" ......ssshhhh."

"I want my rights now, so don't refuse!.”

What rights? Valerie was moaning in pain like this, the man could have talked about rights. Valerie had expected that if it would end this way, the wrong strategy now even he himself was affected.

“hei..hei...I am again coming month!! My stomach hurts a lot..sshhhh.”.

In the middle of the day asking for the right, indeed the basis of Victon's madness. “Salah itself was not taken that night, even I was knocked unconscious.” Valerie's words made Victon squeak for a moment, jleb once it felt.

“How to do this?” Whiney Victon while pointing at the bottom of his stomach. Want to continue but can not, because Valerie's condition is not possible.

“Ya has fasted.”

Plaque…

With a stand Valerie slapped the ultimate weapon belonging to Victon until the thing was lackluster instantly. Valerie's face could be that calm after daring to flirt, making Victon resignedly lean on Valerie's shoulders. Both are equally mature and very understand if it is a need, but what can be done if this is the case.

“I'm sick, can you pay a little attention?” Valerie complained while swiping her head on Victon's chest.

Immediately, Victon stood up and lifted Valerie who was like a koala. He took the body to the bed and then laid it down slowly. “Do you need anything? Let's make it with aunty.” Ask Victon.

“Warm milk and warm water in the bottle make compress.”

“Sebentar.” Short, Victon then left the room. Moments later, Victon returns with a tray in her hand and Valerie is stunned for the umpteenth time. Wibawa and the bossy handsome face was now really real to be a figure that was so soft in front of Valerie.

Valerie could enjoy that attention again. This warmth he desperately longs for makes Valerie think again if the soul mate prepared by God really is the best and has replaced the love of his bad past.

“What's this for?”

“Compres. Put it on the stomach like this so that the pain decreases.”

Valerie grabbed the bottle of warm water while giving an example of how to use it. Seeing the intentions of Victon who wanted to help make Valerie chuckle funny. The new side that Valerie knows from the figure of Victon. Different from the usual that was always stiff like a dry canoebo, now Victon became as soft as cotton.

“Sini aja, lying next to me. We chat-chat.” Take Valerie along while patting the side next to her. It is the best time to relax because of the change in weather that becomes cold.

“Here let me pijit-pijit.” Victon said while looking for a position and then swiped his hand to give a massage.

It felt so comfortable that without realizing Valerie increasingly wanted to docked. Valerie made Victon's arm one for cushioning while enjoying the slow strokes on her stomach.

“Honey, how old are you?” ask Valerie.

“Tiba-arrived?” Beo Victon and still on his activities.

“Content with.”

“Means our difference is 10 years? Wow.” Valerie was quite surprised, even though she had thought so. A mature man like Victon may not be in droves, but if he's an old man he believes.

“Why? am I too old?”

“ Yes.”

Jamb...

“Ngak papa's. The important is good, rich and handsome.” Valerie had forgotten that this human had a different level of confidence. No wonder, it just sucks.

Victon chuckled for a moment when he saw the flat face of his wife. “Now I. How many exes are you?”

“Just one.” Valerie.

“Free? You don't want to have any more, do you?”

“Nothing. You are the last.” The answer was simple, but the meaning was deep for Victon. It could be that Victon was moved by Valerie's words that were what they were.

“What do you want to be an ex-husband?”

Duengs…

Victon had mistaken Valerie for being truly romantic, in fact it was just a hoax. Where do you get such thoughts? Victon was not hopeful at all. Upset, until Victon accidentally pulled his hand which became a pillow of the head of the wife quickly.

Not knowing if the action without the cue made Valerie no preparation. Brughhh.Valerie's position on the edge is now falling backwards due to the actions of Victon who is without the theory. As soon as this is the case, a light conversation that was initially fine must have ended in a struggle.

Valerie's emotions are easily ignited until they end up in a pillow and bolster war. “You have heart!! My body became sick all hit hard floor like this, iiiiiihhh!!” Valerie unceasingly gave a bolster attack on Victon who was sheltering under the covers.

Bugh…

“Awwww...sick baby!!”

“Nak right?”

Such is the harmony of the household of Victon and Valerie who just woke up approximately one day ago.

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- To Be Continued