My Rich Husband's
Part 72's
“What?” peeker Diora who looked very surprised. “Bali? Nusa Tenggara? It was in Indonesia.” His tone seemed to not want to go there.
“Indeed.” Davis put his iPad back on, then sat back on the couch on the walk in closet staring at his wife.
“What season is there?” There was a gurat of uneasiness from Diora's pretty face.
“Perhaps hot.” Davis's shoulder twitch as a picture he is not so sure about the weather in Indonesia, because the exact fate is uncertain.
“Why don't we honeymoon in Europe?” Diora seemed to be inviting her husband to negotiate.
“No, I'm tired of being around all over Europe,” Davis declined.
Davis feels strange with his wife, usually women really like to be invited to travel, what else with a very beautiful natural scenery. Compared to Europe that they have been very ordinary to see, Indonesia is the best choice for tourism. There are so many beautiful islands there.
“But I'm not bored.” Diora walked towards Davis, then sat down next to her husband to negotiate together.
“No rebuttal,” firmly Davis stared intently at Diora. “You must remember the contents of our agreement, that you must obey all my commands.” Davis recalled what Diora had consciously read and signed.
Diora was still undaunted to negotiate, for some reason she was so unwilling to go to the tropical country.
“If you are bored in Europe, how about going to Japan?” diora proposal with a face that looks happy, as if the country is no less beautiful than Indonesia. “There is good sushi and ramen, I have never been there .. What if the honeymoon just moved to Japan?”
“No! I don't want to meet Miyabi Ozawa,” refused Davis shuddered in horror if she met the famous adult film artist. He was afraid of being seduced by women like him.
Diora frowned. “Who is it?” the question is very plain.
“You're a kid, don't need you to know,” elak Davis while pushing his wife's forehead.
The sharp gaze of the eagle eyes of Davis was drawn to the impolite wife for daring to insult him. “Rather than you want to know, you better practice it directly with me.” A perverted smile rose on Davis' face.
Diora seemed curious about the name her husband mentioned so she told him to practice it firsthand. He picked up Davis' iPad, then searched Google's search field.
“Hiyuhh .. turns out you like watching movies like this.” Diora shuddered as she showed the news about Miyabi Ozawa on the iPad she was holding as if disgusted by it.
“What am I watching it for, just dirty my eyes and brain.” Davis said honestly while taking the iPad his wife was holding.
“How do you know that woman if you never watch her?” Diora still continues to be curious about things that are not so important.
“One time.” An unclear answer was given by Davis.
“What? You're talking don't make me dizzy have to think the point,” protest Diora.
“Only once have I watched it,” Davis brightly with her face and flat tone, as if it was no disgrace.
“Why just one time? Don't men usually like movies like that?” cecar Diora seemed to have not received her husband's answer.
“I don't like to see cheap women.” Davis told me why.
“Then, why didn't you ask me if I was like that woman or not?” Now Diora's face looked seriously at her husband.
“No need I ask you, I already know the answer.” That answer made Diora look like a stupid wife.
Her husband knew a lot about Diora. But she knows only a handful of information about her husband that she believes is a young master of Triple D Corp. The company rejected his proposal. Although the information about the owner of the company was very tightly sealed. But the woman was very confident, because Diora who was very happy to read the novel had her brain tainted with mysterious CEO stories.