Our Last Love's

Our Last Love's
Chapter 18: Holidays together


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Hans opened his eyes slowly. He neutralized his view. Feeling a warm embrace made him look at Selena. He smiled when he saw the woman hugging his body tightly. Now, it is not he who takes a chance in narrowness. It was his wife who made the fire burn in him.


“Imut..” guman Hans smiled thinly while playing his wife's wavy hair.


Hans' eyes rolled staring at Selena's red lips. It brought her face closer, ****** those lips gently. Hans's hands flicked away the hair that covered Selena's pretty face. He took his phone and took some portraits of Selena's sleeping face. Not bad, if he was abroad he could see this photo if he was missing his little wife.


Selena opened her eyes slowly. He immediately tiptoed in shock knowing that his hand was hugging Hans' body. What did he do last night? Did he first hug Hans?. His eyes were rolling staring at the boundary, it seemed to be right. She hugged Hans last night.


“Haha, your cheeks are blushing. Why be ashamed of your own husband?”


“Sa-I want to shower”


Selena got out of bed and ran into the bathroom. Ah stupid as hell, he could have hugged Hans. Hans must have been angry when he found out he was hugging the man's body.


Hans chuckled softly at the look on his wife's embarrassed face. He called the hotel waiter to prepare food for them. During these 3 days, he just wanted to play with Selena and he would not let Selena do any work. He will fire all lecturers who dare to disturb his day.


Tok tok tok tok


Hans frowned. How could the waiter have come so soon? but if not the hotel waitress who knocked on her room?.


“Masuk”


A man came in and bowed respectfully. Hans exhaled in annoyance, why does this Assistant always know where he is?. This assistant, if until the man dared to disturb his moment with Selena he would really finish off this annoying man.


“What's up?”


“Young master, there is important news for you”


“What is it?”


“Company in Korea is having problems, you have to fly there now”


“How many days am I there?”


“About 1 week Mr...”


Hans massaged his temple. He has not got his ration but now instead he has to go for 1 week. In vain already he could not accompany Selena for these 3 days.


“Let's go now” said Hans out of that hotel room.


Selena's out of the bathroom. He looked at the empty room, where's Hans? Has that guy gone to work?. Selena sat at the bedside with a sad look. He thought he could take Hans for a walk on his day off.


Ting!


|| I'm sorry\, suddenly I have to go to Korea for a few days. Sorry I didn't get to talk to you in person. If my business in Korea is done I will come home soon and accompany you ||


Selena could only faintly smile at the content of the message from Hans. What will he do for the next 3 days?. If it only works it will be boring.


Drtttt…


Selena picked up the phone from Joe.


“Ya Joe?”


“Hei! I heard you had 3 days off?! Let's go sightseeing” ~ Joe.


“Walk?! Where?” ask Selena spirit.


“Hmmmm...how about our holiday on the beach? Not bad, there's a handsome guy there” ~ Joe.


“Hmmmm...but my job is how?”


“And there is my brother, he can allow you! Pickup huh? Where are you?” ~ Joe.


“Hotel XXX”


“Alright! 30 Minutes of songs! Bye bye!” ~ Joe.


Tut's…


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Joe smiles and convinces Selena to go on vacation with him. It's a good start to bring Selena closer to Daniel. Honestly, he disliked Selena's husband who was rude to Selena. She wants Selena to be her sister-in-law!.


Daniel shook his head to see his sister's behavior. What else does her sister want to do?, hopefully it won't create problems for her later.


“Well! Sis! Be prepared there! Let's go on vacation! We're on shore!”


“No! Go alone” reject Daniel raw. The skin can be striped if a vacation to the beach.


“Selena coming, sure you don't want to? Yes already, I will take senior Seo course” said Joe.


“Mau-tiger! I'll get ready”


Daniel went straight into his room. If Selena comes along she can't resist, there's a good thing she has a sister like Joe.


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