My Rich Husband's
The Part 71
With painstaking hands, Diora prepared her husband's clothes to be brought for the honeymoon. Although she had not loved each other, or rather Diora had not loved her husband. Because Davis was so obsessed with his wife, only he had not changed the obsession into love. Davis is still selfish, wanting to have Diora regardless of other people's feelings.
Davis takes his wife on a honeymoon, as he wants to bring Diora closer to falling in love with her and confessing those feelings to Davis. So that he will win the bet and his wife must obey the punishment he will give.
“How long do we go?” diora asked as she folded Davis' clothes.
“One week,” replied Davis who was sitting sipping coffee made by his wife while reading a job report on his iPad.
“What?” screeched Diora with shocked glaring eyes staring at her husband. “For once, next week I have an exam,” he added giving information.
“That is exactly why next week you have a test, I use your quiet day for this one week for us honeymoon.” Davis' selfish nature seems to have been ingrained, not thinking that the exam requires learning as a preparation.
“If I go on vacation, then when do I learn it?” Irritated, Diora put the clothes in front of her.
“What are you learning for? Aren't you smart,” elak Davis, considering his wife is very good at outwitting him when at the boutique.
“Smart people must also learn, except geniuses.” Diora did not want to lose with their debate.
“You just make yourself a genius, so as not to waste your time studying,” Davis said lightly, as if being a genius was like turning his palm.
“You think being a genius is easy,” annoyed Diora stopped her hand packing clothes.
“Easy, you just need to have an IQ above the average normal human.” Davis pointed at his head with his index finger, as if describing what was needed was his brain intelligence.
Davis smiled a little smile as he said, “you, just don't know me yet.” He got up from his layover, walked up to his wife and stroked her curly brown hair.
Diora brushed off her husband's hand, not wanting to be treated so sweetly by Davis. For she is also a woman who will be destroyed if she is treated sweetly.
“You said as if you knew me.” Diora did not know that her husband already had eighty-five percent false information about her, because fifteen percent of it was still sought by Davis.
Davis simply put on a smile, a smile that Diora did not understand.
“Don't you smile like that to me.” Diora doesn't like to see Davis smile, because her husband's face looks more handsome.
“As far as I am, why are you so chatty.” Davis pinched his wife's lips so as not to babble much.
“Color you always piss me off.. If you don't keep pissing me off, I won't be fussy with you,” Diora explained as she stroked the marks on her lips.
“Color I'm happy to see your annoyed face.” Davis spoke right in front of his wife.
Diora stomps her feet upset, she has to get stuck in marriage with a guy like Davis. “Where are we going to honeymoon?” diora asked as she closed the suitcase.
“Bali and Nusa Tenggara.” Davis showed off his iPad, a view of the island and all the destinations they would visit.
Diora seemed surprised when she heard the destination they were going to for the honeymoon. Somehow his expression was like that hearing an island in Indonesia.