My Rich Husband's
The Part 73
Diora was unable to negotiate with her husband. Davis remains with his establishment wants to honeymoon in Indonesia. In addition to the good scenery, he also wants to see the business prospects there. He wants to build a resort if the prospects are good.
Various appeals have been made by Diora so that their destinations are not to tropical countries. Seduce by hugging him like in the Novel he often read, whining while crying sob, still does not change the stance of Davis. Unfortunately, Diora did not do the deadly seduction that would certainly change her husband, even though in the novel she often read, the seduction was the most powerful. Because, he still did not want to do husband and wife relations, so he did not do the deadly seduction. The gang is still quite big.
Now they are in the shophouse where Diora lives. The woman was about to prepare clothes for him to fight.
“Why did you bring all the winter clothes?” davis tat asked when his wife did not include any special summer clothes.
“As for me, this is my clothes and the one who wears it is also me,” elak Diora who is still snatching from the exit penthouse.
Davis seemed to be trying to find other Diora clothes, until he damaged the order of the clothes that were neat.
“Why don't you have a short shirt? Everything here is long.” Davis felt something was wrong with his wife.
“I don't like to wear short shirts.” Diora who was busy putting clothes into the suitcase turned her eyes towards her husband. “Gosh ... You ransacked the contents of my closet,” got upset while walking towards the intruder who did not feel guilty in the slightest.
“Surge.” The woman shook her hand in annoyance. Then tidying up his almaria.
“You should not forget to bring a bikini,” pinta Davis while looking for sexy interiors owned by his wife.
“Why you being a young master is so wishy-washy, you said you don't like to see cheap women. But you told me to bring a bikini,” annoyed Diora.
“Indeed I told you to wear it in public?” objection Davis. “Why don't you have a bikini?”
“For what to have that thing? I just wear matching colored interiors, same as a bikini. Instead of spending expensive money just buy an interior that functions the same,” timpal Diora.
Davis just shook his head to hear his wife's reasoning.
The couple, who were married one day, were on Davis' private jet. They're ready to take off.
The look of uneasiness was clearly drawn on Diora's pretty face. Even from that moment on, he was sitting unsettled. Surely he will be the center of attention by other tourists later.
Davis seemed busy, not knowing what he was doing so he did not pay attention to his wife who was like someone holding a piss.
Twenty-one hours of air travel, finally their plane landed perfectly at Ngurah Rai International Airport.
Davis changed her cold clothes to summer. Casual style that became his choice, making him look very handsome and charming.
“You didn't change your clothes?” ask Davis after he gets out of the toilet.
“No.”
“You're going to hustle,” persuade Davis.
“No, I'm comfortable with this outfit of mine.”
“You are so strange, here is blazing. You shouldn't look like that.”
“Ssttt .. You're an arrogant lord why so much talk.”
Diora's style was very inversely proportional to her husband's. He wears his winter jacket, trousers, boots, plus he currently wears a mask and sunglasses. Make it look like a famous artist in disguise.