MY SWEETIE BOYFRIEND'S
I AM YOUR HUSBAND AND YOU ARE YOUR WIFE

Dion opened his eyes slowly. Beside him an angel was still fast asleep due to the hot activity both of them did last night.

Dila's body is still plain and only wrapped in a thick blanket. Likewise with Dion who is also in a state of innocence. The man approached by extending his finger over Dila's plain back.

The fingers gently stroked Dila's back, so that the owner of the body felt very disturbed and woke up.

Dila blinked and rubbed her eyes to open perfectly. A smile she gave to the man who was her husband.

"Good morning, dear," said Dila.

Dion pecked his wife's innocent back. "By the morning too, dear."

"We got bad luck apparently." Dila got up from her sleep by wrapping herself in a thick blanket.

"Don't cover. I saw him last night." Dion pulled the blanket wrapped in Dila.

"I prepared bath water for you" said Dila.

"We take a shower together. After that we went to breakfast together downstairs," Dion said.

Dila confirmed Dion's words. The two got out of bed, then headed for the bathroom.

Dion turned on the shower faucet. Cold water poured out the bodies of the two who were hugging each other. Gentle massage, Dion gave to Dila's upper body and lower part.

"You again?" ask Dila.

Dion nodded. "Main a minute yeah!"

Shower faucet is turned off. Dion took Dila to sit on the nightstand, and began to do what was her duty as a husband.

"How about we go on our honeymoon" Dion suggested.

"Bo-can. I'll come with you" Dila replied with a trembling body.

"I want to enjoy you. Don't blame me if I ask you to do it every day." Dion continued to hit Dila with his strength.

"Yes, Honey. I will serve you every day" Dila replied by placing one hand in front of the glass that blurred from her breath.

Dion and Dila were panting tired. The two took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. Dila laughed as Dion leaned against the wall with an irregular breath.

"Would you play every day?" crazy God.

"Later to get used to it" replied Dion.

Dila turned on the shower faucet, picked up the liquid soap, then furrowed her body in a blotchy motion.

"Don't, Honey. I'm already tired. It'll be night time" said Dion.

Dila chuckles. "Let's shower. I'm hungry."

I have to study with Reyhan and Diki on this matter. I want Dila to be satisfied with my game," Dion's inner self.

Finished cleaning up, Dila and Dion went downstairs to eat. What was breakfast, now became lunch because it was blocked by the hot game this morning.

"There is still Reyhan apparently," said Dila who saw his son and daughter-in-law who was in the hotel restaurant. "You're still here apparently." Dila immediately grabbed Kiano who was held by Anna.

"Where the hell is it? It's been a long time coming down" Reyhan snorted.

"Morning of the evening. Where do you think we're going?" dion's answer was coupled with a question to Reyhan.

"Mama's fine, right?" ask Reyhan.

"What the hell are you, Rey?" pissed Dion.

Reyhan grunting. "I asked my mother."

"Mama's fine" replied Dila.

Reyhan was worried about his mother because he could see, Dila was a little tired. In Reyhan's shadow, I don't know how many times Dion wrestled with Dila.

"Don't think strange of you! It's not polite" Dion said.

"What the hell?" Reyhan jerked.

"Darling .. You're like never. Naturally Mama and Papa oversleep waking up," said Anna.

"Papa's daughter-in-law is very understanding" Dion said.

The waiter came with the food order Anna had ordered. Dila and Dion ate voraciously to replenish their depleted energy.

"Mama wants to go with Papa on her honeymoon. Maybe a few days" said Dila.

"Now a few days, honey? We're gone for a month" Dion protested.

"How's your company?" ask Reyhan.

"What do I have a child for? You exist" replied Dion.

Reyhan. "You want to bully me, right? I'm just overwhelmed by the two companies I'm holding."

"Talk, honey?" tegor Dila's.

"Wear Papa, Rey," said Anna.

"Why don't you feel sorry for me?" ralat Reyhan with a stifled feeling of resentment.

Dion patted Rey on the shoulder. "There's Papa's assistant. Don't worry, just kidding."

Dila looked at Dion and he suddenly thought of the words of the husband. Dion has two companies to take care of. His own and Bastian's own company.

She was no longer young to conceive, and Dila had only one child. Dion needs an heir to inherit everything. A descendant who becomes a complement in their household life.

"Where are you planning?" ask Reyhan.

"England" replied Dion.

"To be there again?" ask Anna.

"We want to go there and live in an apartment in the form of a boarding house. Like a courtship guy. Right, Honey?" Dion clasped Dila's hand, but he frowned when he saw Dila's worried look.

Dila smile. "Yes, honey."

After lunch together, Anna and Reyhan say goodbye, while Dion and Dila still want to stay at the hotel for another day.

Dila was shocked because Dion was holding her all of a sudden. The man rubbed his face on the recess of his wife's neck.

"What's up, honey?" ask Dion.

"I-i why?" ask Dila.

"Don't lie to me. Your face changed at the restaurant." Dion turned Dila's body to face her.

"Dion .. I can't give you offspring. Our marriage would not be complete without a child" Dila said.

"Did I marry you just to get a descendant?" Dion kissed Dila's forehead. "I married you because I love you. Don't think about it, honey. I just want to live with you."

"But, Baby-"

Dion immediately covered Dila's lips with a friendly kiss on the lips. "All I want right now is to be with you. I am your husband and you are my wife. That's all, and I don't expect anything else."

Dion's one wish is that he just wants to spend time with Dila. Sharing happiness without sadness. No matter Dila gave him offspring or not, obviously Dion just wanted to be with his beloved wife.

Dear my beloved

A dream that every night approached finally materialized already. You who are so beautiful in a white dress are legitimate for me. Your body, my body one moment we passed through the beauty in the melody of movement as well as the breath of fatigue. Nothing makes me this happy. You're my wife, I'm your husband and we're one in a sacred bond of marriage.

Dion closed his diary, then kept it in a suitcase. The man smiled as he looked at Dila's exhausted face. Yes ... once again both of them do fun activities for a husband and wife.

"I love you, baby." One kiss on the cheek became a conductor, before Dion also closed his eyes following Dila who had been drifting into the dreamland.

Seriate.

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