Prisoner of Love Gangster Chief

Prisoner of Love Gangster Chief
Chapter 72 Need You


“Maaf”


One word came out of Ethan's lips. Finishing his apprenticeship, Ethan rushes home to the in-laws. Missed calls and dozens of messages from the wife add weight to the mind of Ethan Adrian.


BRACKET


Now, Valerie throws pillows and blankets, not letting her husband into the room. Just lying on the bed, no.


“Blease open the door. Shy dear, Daddy and Mommy must be surprised his daughter-in-law slept outside, it's okay on the sofa or floor, open ya!” the soft voice of Ethan is exhausted, exerting physical exertion and mind for a full day.


CLAMPS


“Hmmm in, don't be near children. You sleep on the floor.” Valerie's stingy eyes were puffy and flushed, like she had just shrunk a tear.


“Eh you cry? Excuse me. Me ...” Ethan said that Valerie cut off first answered him.


“Sorry, I'm busy, work piling.” Pouting the husband, then turning his eyes in the other direction. “Expirited reasons, not very good quality.”


For the sake of creating a slightly conducive atmosphere, Ethan has a stock of patience as deep as the Mariana Trench. The words of Mom Fredella and Mama Ayu ranted, that the hormonal changes of a postpartum mother are so strong. Valerie who is not stable can not control herself.


Ethan cleans up, doesn't talk much and demands. Putting a blanket as a bed on a thick fur carpet, sitting staring at the heart of the love fruit.


Ethan believes his Vale needs help, despite the drowsiness of attacking with all his might held up for the sake of his beloved wife.


“Aduh .. pain. Slow down Dara, Mora. If it's still like this Mommy gives up.” Valerie took off the sling of two hearts. So the cries of Gamora and Adhara filled the room.


“Kid Daddy why?” Ethan grabs one of his children, glancing at Valerie who is fanning the tops of both nutritional source assets. “Passion Mommy, Daddy's daughter must be smart yes, dear Mommy right?”


Efforts to calm Adhara succeeded, this little baby fell asleep without breastfeeding at all. Too comfortable in Ethan Adrian's cradle. “Good, now Gamora bobo yes.”


Valerie glared sharply as Ethan stole the opportunity to look at the pride object that was wide open. “What look? Can't be.”


“Iya darling, just calm down. For two years I haven't touched that, for kids only.” Ethan replies while gently rubbing Gamora's back, kissing the head with thin brown hair.


Exhausted Ethan does not stand still, he approaches and opens a special drawer of supplies for mothers and babies. Bring something in hand. “I helped, I washed my hands. Calm down.” His speech is as flat as possible, even though the heart is pounding not because of it.


“Heh, what do you want? You promised you'd touch me. Away, now!” valerie's jolt is hit by signs of the baby blues.


No matter the rejection and such, Ethan opens the tube cover. Apply a special anti-inflammatory ointment on both blisters. “Completed. You are sleeping yes. Tomorrow Josh, Becca and David are here.”


Valerie was stuck because her annoying husband helped treat bulging body parts, due to not being used to baby dihi-s-4p.


Staring at Ethan's back up and down, a sign of sleeping. Suddenly a speck of guilt sank, his head full of questions as to why he could hate his own husband. Though Ethan has clearly provided a road map of work, in order to occupy the position of the main leader of Running Creative Media.


“Everything done for me and the kids. But ... I …. Ethan is more concerned with his work than I am.” Valerie was crying, as much as midnight. Tease the sleep of the baby who is always awake starting at one in the morning.


“I coughed, want to sleep.” Valerie's word is getting sobbing.


“Eh darling. Send me a hand.” Ethan swiftly reached for the wife's shoulder, calming Valerie, who did nothing to ease the cries of her two daughters.


The bedroom door was wide open, Mom Fredela and one house assistant took over calming the baby, taking him out of the room. Give Ethan and Valerie time.


“I want you not to keep saying. As busy as anything, there must be a few minutes, must send a message, mandatory calling.” Valerie's desire as well as her command of force.


“Iya dear yes, sorry yes. I promise, starting Monday. Have a special time for you. Sorry yes dear.” Ethan inhales in the top of his Vale head, stroking along the bone of the quail.


**


The weekend is colorful, bustling and tumultuous, full of laughs. Former D’Dragons members as well as new members took the time to visit Baby Gamora and Adhara.


Josh and Rebecca compactly deliver large parcels, both of whom are desperate to have children, but unfortunately one month ago, Rebecca just experienced a curettage.


“That's funny, just borrow one. Can ya?” Josh is indeed the man who is most ready to have children, no longer awkward holding a baby.


“Bikin be alone.” David said, his face bent perfectly and lethargic. David is the only man who does not have a partner. All his associates brought lovers or wives.


“Udah, every day even. Three times a day, isn't it baby?” Josh glanced mischievously at Rebecca who was sitting with Valerie.


“Ish, her lips could not be guarded.” Ketus Rebecca returned a sharp look.


The atmosphere grew increasingly boisterous, when entering lunch. The side garden of the house was filled with laughter, including the reunion Ethan, sitting on carpeted grass.


“When do you add another friend? Sharing recipes. Yesterday the doctor said, Becca was tired, the content was not strong either. Forced to have to go out, bleeding.” Josh sighed, failing to be a father.


“Two is enough. I'm sorry to see my wife give birth. Pain bro, not to mention the process of breastfeeding and staying up late. Honestly I'm traumatized.” Ethan points to a sleep-deprived face.


David chuckles, between his lucky and unlucky life. When other friends complained about the household, David still remained cheerful without burden. “Haha .. means I'm luckiest nih.”


PLAQUES


PLAQUES


“Sick bro, this head is not a samsak. Just be careful if I amnesiac, forget the good memories of the former.” His aura rubbed his head which was actually not painful.


“Ck jones lo, too much. I've been patient must be Daddy or Mommy you soon bring the girls home, resigned aja Vid, betrothed.” Josh shrugged both shoulders.


It is true, among the children of businessmen or officials, the soul mate is in the hands of both parents is certain, except to be able to find a matching partner and then well received by a large family. But all that is rare, out of 100 cases only two or three run smoothly.


“Gak lo fun on. Mending me eat a snack at the table there with young wives.” David moved aside with a frown, approaching Valerie and Rebecca as well as his other partner's wife.


BRACKET


“Aduh this body what steel anyway, pain bener.” David's in pain, his ass hitting the ground.


“Aw, who the hell does not use the eyes.” Stuck a pretty girl at the same time.


“You right?” they both pointed at each other.


TB