President Bucin
Death's Cajolery
Is there anyone waiting for Hanska Deena??😨😨
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Deena stomped her feet while folding her hands in front of her chest, her lips She poked up a sulking sign.
The reason. He still wasn't satisfied slapping Danita in the boutique, plus Hanska pulled Deena's hand and took her shopping for things that Deena thought she would rarely wear.
Just imagine. Daily needs are okelah, but if various bags, shoes, clothes, make up, to underwear. Make apeh?. Her thought.
"It's a lot of mas. it's pegel." Rengek Deena wiggled Hanska's arm.
"The seal from which the groceries are also they, you just point." Hanska replied to some bodyguards far behind them, carrying Deena's groceries.
"Hind ya? what the fuck! Not the picky one." Her lips slammed Hanska's arm.
Believe me, most of the Deena clothes that Hanska bought were collections of lingerie and sexy clothes.
Few were ordinary clothes, although Deena protested but all her words were rebutted by her husband.
"Come back, we'll go." Then Deena pulled her husband's arm and took him home.
"We'll be long in the city of Angkasa baby be patient." Hanska retracted Deena's arm towards Victoria Sec's boutique without the slightest embarrassment.
Ignoring the face of his wife who has been flushed like a boiled crab.
"Wait a minute.but.." Deena's speech was cut off.
Two women appeared to greet them.
"Please enter the mas, deck!"
"What is it?!"
The two cried together when they saw Hanska and Deena entering the lingerie boutique.
Shucks! how much progress did you call my husband?!!
Inner Deena was upset, she had already clenched her hands on her chest with the corners of her lips twitching.
"Heh aunt..! I'm not his son!" Denied Deena thumping pissed lips.
Walking into the boutique left Hanska giggling amusedly behind him.
"Pick Him the latest fashion of each one." Hanska's word was flat, not taking his eyes off his wife.
"Oh.ponakannya. Let's go deck brother help show." The other answer made Deena even more upset.
This is what makes him want to quickly go from the Mall, wherever they stand, always be the center of attention anyone who sees.
Deena looks like her daughter Hanska.
Or, it fits well too.
Ck ck. Even more do not know the shame again, even many women who tease her husband openly.
In front of his eyes! Just imagine how Deena wants to nudge their kidneys.
As of now, they are inside a boutique whose visitors are mostly young women to adults.
"Let's come with me while waiting for his bangs." Invite one of the women in tight clothes lacking the material was flirtatious, allowing Hanska to sit on the sofa waiting.
"Mas.I accompany ya! Can I order a drink? or need something like that?" Oceh the karyawati upset Hanska.
"There! just serve MY WIFE! don't call me mas! Shirt less material so ck stay away." Spicy Hanska expelled the workwoman firmly, stressing the word wife.
"E. i.iya good sir." The woman's speech was immediately ngibrit when she saw the cruel look of Hanska.
"Njirr look noh.. handsome coy!" Nudge one of the women to his friend, pointing Hanska who is currently getting a call from the papa.
There were several groups of women, watching Hanska while whispering in awe near Deena.
"I've left my girlfriend for her!" Another with a clearly printed cleavage.
"Yes, the pen holds his chest!" The one hysterical with no idea of shame.
"Duh for me! one malem is willing too!"
"Mo fainted!"
"There is a field! it must be under his shirt there's a box!" The other one is making a thick up.
"Let's get a gatel pen! aww.."
The cries of the women sounded excited, making Hanska the object of their wild fantasies.
Near Deena, okay!
All right, that was the last boutique they entered. Because Deena could no longer bear to see her husband in the gilai women who inexplicably made him rise in blood.
"Loh.loh! where's the deck going?"
"This stuff hasn't been tried yet!"
Call the two women shouting at Deena who has now stepped closer to her husband.
"LAYO! SUA.MI.KU DARLING! We're back!" Shouted Deena loudly affirming the word husband. Retracted arm Hanska pissed off walking out the boutique.
Ignoring the calls of the boutique woman.
Hanska, who was still receiving calls from Regan, looked astonished.
Her thought.
"Haha! There's a raging lion, call papa again." Said Regan mocking her son, immediately turning off the unilateral connection.
"Slow down a little bit, you'll stumble around Dee." Hanska's reprimand restrains her steps to make Deena slow down.
The girl narrowed the investigation towards Hanska.
"Why?! still less spread charm in front of a flirtatious girl? yes, the value of women! You guys." Deena's grunt removed her grip from Hanska.
Lah! I have to be scolding.
Hanska's mind gulped his saliva roughly, getting a mass tantrum from his wife.
Hanska did not understand the direction of his wife's conversation.
"Why hmm?" Hanska asked patiently hoping that his wife would give a little clue.
Well, Hanska is good at doing business, reading opponents' tactics, guessing rival minds, or strategizing. But as for the women's code, it's still 0.001%.
Let's teach him.
They are currently in the car park.
Braaac.
Deena slammed the door upset, without caring about the feeling of the door. All right, just ignore it.
"Ck.. sebel!! So flirty to be a girl! Don't know if people have wives, as good as they are just holding my lakik!" Snapped Deena for who, her hands folded in front of her chest.
Hanska got into the car while giggling.
Now he understood, which way things upset his wife. Even so, Hanska let go until Deena finished mengedumel even swore at anyone, women who tried to tease Hanska from near and from far.
"Hmm?" Hanska asked after seeing his wife speechless.
His hands stretched out, and Deena leaned her head against the chest of her field.
The car has run split the road, with a drive by Arga.
"...." - ".Deena did not budge, her fingers, coolly dancing spoiled on Hanska's chest forming abstract patterns.
"After nagging, continue teasing me hmm?" Goda Hanska pulled his wife's hand away.
"It's so painful! Who was too perverted." Ledek Deena sneered at her husband.
Hanska squinted with a smirk on the face.
"Where's Arga's file?" Hanska asked for the file he had kept for his wife.
"Please sir." The assistant replied, handing over a chocolate map from behind the wheel.
Deena only noticed their interaction, still with pursed lips.
"Open up." Hanska thrust the map into Deena's face.
"Hemm, what is this?" Ask to remove the contents of the map.
Deena's eyes widened.
Instantly his tears fell, staring at the outline of the front page of the paper.
...THE INTERNATIONAL DEFENCE AGENCY...
...CERTIFICATE OF PROPRIETARY RIGHTS...
.........
.........
.........
"Mas.. i.this, this is the mama island ownership certificate?!" Ask Deena gagu.
Hanska nodded.
"Thank you, sir.." Deena hugged Hanska.
He's never been this happy in life.
"How do you thank me?" Hanska asked seductively to his wife.
Chupp.
Without a second thought, Deena's lightning-quickness dipped her husband's left jaw.
Making Hanska who was without cue, widened his eyes for a moment.
"Wrong baby. Here." Erat Hanska held Deena's nape as their lips met.
The hot link continued for a long time.
While Arga who does not want to disturb the young master and mistress, can only raise the barrier between the front seat with the back seat.
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