My Rich Husband's
The Part 88
The Honeymoon scheduled for one week is over.
They spent two days on their round trip. Because they do not know Barbie Kumalasari, maybe if they know her it does not take long for Finnish-Indonesian and Indonesian-Finnish air travel.
Two days to wait for Cinderella to wake up from her long slumber.
Three days are used for therapy and a walk in Bali and Nusa Tenggara. Not to forget also Davis found a suitable location to be used as a branch resort business in Indonesia. The man greatly took advantage of his vacation with one oar two outstretched.
Diora therapy also produced results. The woman had recovered from her phobia, thanks to the support of her husband and best friend.
Davis and Diora's relationship has become more intimate since Davis's confession. However, something was forgotten about their wedding. The ring!
No duren or first night. Diora was not ready and Davis did not force her, for she had promised herself not to force her again.
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They are now at Helsinki Airport.
“George, you take Gabby and Sophie home,” Davis said as he embraced his wife. The couple had been like a stamp attached continuously, more precisely Davis who was always attached.
“Hmm,” replied George.
“No need, I'll go home by myself by taxi,” cela Gabby, looking around for her suitcase. “Where is my suitcase?” ask George who he suspects.
George pressed his shoulders. “May be lost,” reply is cold. Gabby's suitcase was put in the trunk of her car when she drove Sophie to the toilet.
“Be careful if you hide my suitcase,” threatens Gabby.
“Your suitcase has been put in the trunk by her,” bright Diora who is overcome with the confusion of her best friend.
“You ...” Gabby accused Geroge with her index finger. “Take out my suitcase right now!” his orders.
“You are like a cat and a mouse, never get along,” always Diora. The woman seems to forget or not look at herself. She and her husband were not much different from her best friend, always did not get along and reciprocated to upset each other. Before finally becoming a friendly couple. “Better you are with him, safer than yourself.”
“Log in! or I carry you again,” Geroge opens the door for Gabby.
“Cih ... takudi.” Gabby opened the other door, then got in the car.
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Diora and Davis are now in the penthouse.
“You hungry?” diora asked as she placed the hot cappuccino on the table.
“Hmm .. but I really want to eat you,” as always Davis. To be honest, he was a normal man who had not channeled his manly desires for long. How could he hold back any longer.
Davis pulls Diora until the woman sits on her lap. He was ready to devour his wife's lips.
“No ... no. .. no. ..” Diora moved her index finger to the right and left right in front of Davis's face.
Davis let out a frustrated sigh and ruffled his hair. “Until when?”
“Until I'm ready,” replied Diora while descending from Davis' lap.
“One week, I give you one week to prepare yourself,” Davis said.
Diora agreed, the woman then went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
Davis could only see his wife from behind. His junior is really tormented at the moment. His wife's seductive body was clad in a thin t-shirt and shorts. Plus the hair that is dipepol make the greater the desire in him thrashing asked to be channeled.