Prilly'S Husband
The joystick?

Actually the second day after Alexander suffered a fever, he had recovered, his fever subsided in just one time taking medicine and rested all day. But, as Prilly took care of him and spoiled him, Alexander decided to enjoy the affection of his wife, he was also an ordinary man, he also loved to be spoiled like other men. Spoiled by his wife turned out to be very sweet.

But silence in the room turned out to be boring as well, so Alexander took the initiative to make the most of his time, he could not keep quiet as their wedding day drew near.

“Honey, I want to check the extent of our wedding preparations,” Alexander said as he opened his laptop.

“After you recover we will choose a dress,” replied Prilly. That morning the two of them had just returned to take the children to school.

“I want a wedding on a piece of paper as soon as possible,” said Alexander, somehow the shadow of Anthony's words, Mike's chances of returning still exist even though only 0.0001% irritates his ears, even very disturbing.

“Didn't you say you'd officially register our marriage?” Prilly sat his ass beside Alexander.

“Actually there's something you need to sign first for it.”

“What is it?”

“Mike's death certificate, we can't register our marriage in the civil and church mutilation bureau here if you don't sign it.” Alexander was a little hesitant to say that, but that stage really had to go through.

“Then, come,” said Prilly so lightly without burden actually made Alexander freeze, he was afraid of himself and doubted his hearing, could he be hallucinating?

“Let my lawyer take care of it,” said Alexander tried to cover up his nervousness, he was not only nervous because of the reality that was plastered in front of him, he thought he had to persuade Prilly, he was, convincing Prilly with a little sweet words that are not easy, beyond her expectations Prilly immediately agreed.

“We are the only ones who go there I feel bored at home,” Prilly answers that sound like he can not wait again to make Alexander flabbergasted even though he is still able to control his calm, even though he is still able to control his composure, moreover, when the tail of his eyes glanced at Prilly's adorable expression, Alexander's heart seemed to be completely detached from his chest cavity as it was unable to withstand the overflowing excitement.

“You can't wait now, huh?” grinning Alexander as he turned to his wife sitting beside him made the hue on Prilly's cheeks appear flushed.

Prilly blinked her eyes, smiling and leaning her head against her husband's burly arms. “Our wedding reception needs careful preparation, but our wedding deed on a piece of paper does not need long preparation at all, we can do today,” Prilly said in a soft tone.

Alexander gently grabbed Prilly's body, bringing the small body of his beloved woman into his arms, smelling the hair on his wife's head with gratitude. He finally got what he wanted most in his life, Prilly.

Alexander parked the black Maybach in front of the civil records bureau building, the man clutching his wife's tiny closet he peed the fingers repeatedly. “My dear, we have been here and you know, once you sign everything there will be no way back,” Alexander said as they arrived at the civil registry bureau at four in the afternoon, because even though Alexander had the money he could not necessarily do everything in minutes, everything went through the process.

After Prilly signed the affidavit that her husband had died they had to wait several hours to be able to come to the civil registry bureau to register their marriage.

“I know.” Prilly replied while looking into Alexander's eyes.

“You sure?” Alexander actually did not want to ask that, he was afraid that Prilly changed his mind, but he really did not want to force his will again to Prilly, but he really did not want to force his will again, he wants all the things they will go through in the future no more element of coercion from Prilly.

“Of course I'm very sure,” Prilly pecked Alexander's lips.

Alexander******prilly's lips he can't let his wife's chewy lips be missed, they kiss full of deep and sincere love, no lust.

“Then come on,” Alexander said after their kiss came off.

It only took them fifteen minutes and everything changed, they had become a legitimate couple in the eyes of the laws of the country they lived in. Prilly and Alexander stepped out of the civil records bureau building feeling happy and relieved as their palms continued to grip each other tightly.

In front of the building Harun was standing in front of a white sports car with Anne, the man respectfully approached Alexander and handed him something.

“Prilly, congratulations on your marriage, this time I hope you can be happy with Alex until you age.” Anne hugged Prilly, both of whom seemed to be drowning in her feelings.

“Anne, thank you." Prilly nodded her head.

“Sir, this is the car key you requested,” Aaron held out a key to Alexander.

“My dear,” Alexander said as Prilly and Anne had let go of their embrace. “Come back,” take him to Prilly.

Prilly nodded her lips, smiling sweetly as if she would never fade.

“Harun, you take my car." Alexander threw his Maybach key to his secretary.

“Darling, I want you to drive today,” Alexander said as he grabbed Prilly's palm and placed a car key there.

“What the fuck? I'm not your driver,” protest Prilly.

“You are not my driver, baby, but you are very good at playing joystick,” Alexander said as he raised his eyebrows successfully made Prilly's face turn red.

“Alex!” Prilly raised his eyeballs making Alexander even more giggled with a mischievous grin on his face.

‘Joystick? That one's different, okay? And it's not the same as any Joystick!' prilly protested inwardly.

Aaron seemed misbehaved to see his boss joking in front of his eyes so light without burden, not like Alexander who was always serious behind the workbench he had known.

“Come, this is a gift car for our wedding, for you, you're the owner, so you drive it.” Alexander embraces Prilly's shoulder and takes it away leaving Anne and Aaron standing at their original place.

“Gift?”

“Iya my dear.”

“But-” Prilly felt it was excessive, he did not need a lot of cars, his sports car was also very luxurious Lamborghini Veneno which cost 4,500,000,000 Billion Dollars or equivalent to 67,500,000,000,000 Rupiah.

“There are still many other surprises,” Alexander said as he opened the car door.

“Do not overdo it,” said Prilly sambi sitting on the steering bench.

“This whole world, if you want me to buy it,” Alexander said with a smile then he closed the door of the car and he sat on the bench beside the steering wheel.

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Please imagine money 67.5 T 😭😭😭

Joystik's? whahuh? mmmmm what is it??? stick hitter it 😅😅😅

There is still something I have to straighten again fear of being crooked eehhhh, sometimes there is confusion, the writing of Ei-lek-sen-de 👈 is English spelling, how to read Alexander's writing is correct, how to read Alexander's writing, not Alexander rich our tongue is Indonesian. Mike di read 👉 Maik 😚

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