My Possessive Bodyguard's

My Possessive Bodyguard's
CHAPTERS. 74 Hold First, Calm Down


"No, papa, I can do it myself!"


"Can what? don't move much, baby."


Valerie melted with all forms of attention her husband gave her. But sometimes the attention is too much.


"Let my mom be angry. I can't take care of my own wife."


Bizarrely. There is something strange about that word. Since when did Mama Nindi have a problem with that? indeed the champion if Victon was told to make it up.


Since then, starting from taking off clothes, bathing, even dressing all the Victon who did it. Valerie is not that weak, so her body must be taken care of like a newborn.


"How are these buttons?"


"I told you, I did." Valerie is anxious because Victon is so painstakingly wearing protective foam glasses of her sacred objects. Mah though, Victon just took advantage of the opportunity.


Valerie was made to hold her breath when her thick lips left a premium and quality lip stamp on her back area. Not only that, the bad words also came out to make Valerie's ears hot.


"Precise shape with special functions to enjoy."


"Mr iihhh!! the first from the front, well that's true." Valerie's words are turning red.


While chuckling, Victon finished his new job. His spirit even exceeds that of democracy. Only wear bra.


"Don't look. Hold Victon resistant, tahaaannn." Say it in the heart. Victon turned his heated face away while his hand continued to hook the shirt buttons on his front body challenging his wild soul generator.


Valerie also smiled knots to see her husband's jakun up and down. "I want to go home today, baby?" Valerie said after successfully making Victon thump because suddenly dyed his jaw.


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Some time later.....


" Go home.I want to go home." Wrestling Valerie slowly.


Still stubborn. Victon sighed for the umpteenth request Valerie uttered. More than a week in the hospital may make it saturated, but the demand for return is still not approved.


The reason is only one. "Wait for you to fully recover. " Valerie imitated her husband's words that she always said every time she asked to go home.


"I'm healed. Look! I can jump, sit up, squat jump, what else? aha...turning somersaults can also be, right ma-pa?" To be more convincing, Valerie asked for the approval of the in-law who was busy holding Cheryl while enjoying the green apple that Zoeya brought earlier.


"Report..." Rara held back a laugh with Valerie's cute demeanor.


"Don't laugh Ra." Cold Valerie.


"Son Val must be bored, brother."


"Silence Zoe!!" Victon Sentak.


"So, it's so fierce.it's not clear!!" Ketus Zoeya who then chose the screen of his phone.


"I want to see our father and son. Take me, yeah..." Valerie tried her best.she stared gently at the two Victon netra together, hoping if her wish got the green light.


Getting a nod from the mama too, Victon was weakened and had no choice but to agree.


...πŸƒπŸƒπŸƒπŸƒ...


Finally, Valerie's wish was fulfilled. Once out of the hospital, Valerie immediately requested delivery to the funeral.


Just alone with her husband, because only Valerie missed the day. In his eyes again three tombstones lined up. Valerie gathered together as she offered her best prayers.


The presence of those who are now safe on the side of the khalik. Valerie is sad, but tries to be sincere even though it is very difficult. "I love you, sorry and thank you." Valerie said as she rubbed the smallest mound of earth among the three.


"They're always here." Victon pointed to where the heart lay and then re-clutched Valerie tightly.


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The morning before noon was so clear that the sun was quite stinging to the skin. After praying, the two men decided to return home.


Decades later ....


tin.tin...


With a flushed step even to fall, Mr. Johan also managed to open the gate. Victon himself wondered why the middle-aged man always wave himself.


"Why is it always so?"Victon said in wonder. While shaking his head, Victon took off his seat belt and turned to look at the petrified Valerie.


"Well? sprawl him." Without bothering, the man carried his wife into the house. Coincidentally, all the families gathered to welcome Valerie home today.


"Leo, don't bother hussshhh."


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