President Bucin
Bumil On Mode

May the Faulty Grow, the Lost Interchange, the Crushed Melt be Treated, the Vain of Meaning. ~

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"Sayang~" Call Deena spoiled with her coquettish voice poking Hanska's cheeks.

Not understanding, her husband even continues to be cool with shares in his ipad even though the heart wants to directly pounce on the wife.

Damnit damnit! So sweet.

Inner irritated. Pretending to be angry is really very torturous.

"Nhambek? Hmm, even though it's lunchtime, but Deena's still in the wine dong." Still teasing her husband.

If it was still poking on the cheek, now his finger went down to the chest area, where Hanska raised his hand if Deena had drawn such abstract patterns.

But today He tried his hardest and managed to resist the temptation of his wife.

"Humm, it's really a yee snack." Deena is still rocking her husband's defenses.

Next to Deena's hand went down stroking the hoe and then spread out into Hanska's inner thighs.

"Damn! why is bumil fashion so horrible Deena?!" Furious Hanska could not take it anymore, his wife was really tempting.

Not baper let alone back angry, Deena even giggled amusedly to see herself win because she managed to seduce the husband.

"Finally Deena didiemin mulu." Omel Deena, after Hanska removed the man's anxious kiss from his lips.

Hanska sneered and scooped Deena's lips again. "Why did you disappear somewhere this morning?" Ask the man to protest.

Deena held onto Hanska's lips with her index finger. "It's not lost somewhere Hanska, Deena has left the catetan to go snacking with mama."

"Then I have to stay baby, if there are bad guys teasing you how?" His grunts hugged the wife's possessive waist.

Hanska lifted Deena's body up on her lap and faced her.

"Yes, if that's how Deena's cool to meet mama there, you also try her suit." Deena patted the husband on the shoulder.

"Wouldn't." The man answered quickly.

Her right hand, free from Deena's waist, grabbed her thin phone.

"Bring designer Rhea into my room, bring along a few sets of wedding dresses and tuxedo of her partner." Tell Hanska to talk on her phone.

Deena looked unhappy. "Ga wants! ga! Deena wants us to go to the place Mama pointed at." Reject raw.

"Why? Than we're quick, it's better the button that came here." Answer the man.

His wife seemed to shake strongly. "Hanska, Deena it needs refreshing. Need a quick air too, let's dong we all go for a walk." Persuade his wife to pout.

Hanska just cleared his throat and dialed the number he just called.

"Cancel." His speech was short, dense and indistinct.

"It is." Hanska could see a satisfied smile from the wife's lips.

"okay! well open your mouth, aaa.." Deena said she was feeding Hanska's favorite grapes.

Accepted the man. "Hmmm. Often gini Dee, guaranteed the soccer team is very capable." Hanska ngawur.

Deena immediately glared, bahan to the words of her husband.

"The lips are not in the filter, do you think Deena is what? Said she's sick huh." Deena sewot while sneering.

Hanska even chuckled amusedly at the response of his wife who looked upset bin cute.

"Dee, have you ever thought that your current family isn't your real family?" Tanya Hanska plays Deena's hair.

"You ever feel like you're a stepson in your heart?" Added.

Deena nodded her head and answered her husband very seriously.

"Ear!" He nodded and stared fixedly at Hanska.

"But if the dyinget is ridiculous it seems to think so, even though it is rich stepchildren gan, hikss." Deena mendrama.

His eyes looked sad as if.

"It's a pity, if it's not really a biological family, you're happy and looking for your real family." Hanska Fishing.

Deena nodded her spirits again and it could be captured by Hanska. Although the man seemed to be indifferent to eating his grapes.

But his attention continued to the wife.

"That's great, but luckily Deena's got Hanska!" Reply Deena hugged her spoiled husband.

"Cool, grumpy, possessive, bloated again." He added between praising and mocking the husband.

"He. what kind of parable is that." Hanska.

"Hihihi, if Hanska dumps Deena in the future, his Dee is immune first to the family." Ngasal.

"You have to punish me." Furious Hanska lifts his wife and carries Deena's body over her king-size bed.

His wife just laughed. "Ga wants hahaha."

"Never in your mind think to get away from me." Hanska growled, then mercilessly devoured his wife. But still watching the three babies in Deena's stomach.

"Hans, don't you have any plans to have your own house?" Deena asked after a punishing legal session from Hanska.

Although there is a special assistant in charge of cleaning and washing every day, but still Deena must peek from the door if she wants to get out, whether there are guests or not and there are still others.

Hanska snapped his finger.

"So, I've been preparing for a long time." Answer the man.

"Really?" Deena asked excitedly, her fantasy had already drifted far away to decorate their home.

Hanska nodded his wife's forehead.

"Keep your idea first, at first I bought a mansion in the pine area just for investment, because I was still alone so I thought it was more practical to stay in the office than to go home to mama." Evidently.

Deena nodded like a child.

"Let me show you where our new house is." Hanska sat down and helped Deena clean herself in the bathroom.

"Asikk!" Strangled Deena, after which they got ready.

"Kuyy spiel!" Exclaimed Deena excitedly holding her husband's arm when he finished dressing up.

"Root." Ledek her husband clasped Deena's arm.

"Master, madam." Sapa Arga saw the arrival of his two masters.

"Arga Afternoon!" Reply Deena.

Hanska. "Arga, handle the office, my wife and I are going out." Declared.

"Good sir." Reply Arga respectfully.

**On the Other Side**.

"Where?" Ask a voice.

The woman being questioned nodded, while helping her employer do her hair.

"It's done, miss, just wait for the target to get into a trap." Answer the assistant.

The woman he called the lady just now laughed in satisfaction. "Good, I want that little j\*l\*ng to die, because only I deserve to be with him."

"Well, ladies, according to your word." Answer the assistant.

"Deena huh? whoever it is must die." The woman's monologue stared at the mirror in a violent manner, as if her enemy was right in front of her.

**To Be Continue**\>\>\>

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