Scandals
S2 - Part 30

Holaaa, how are you saying, this is a little because I am also an ordinary human who needs a vacation.emang you guys are just who want a hahaha vacation.

happy reading!

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That morning they woke up with bodies hugging each other. Krystal looks very comfortable in Kai's arms, not forgetting since last night Kai continues to kiss her face, apologizing very much for hurting her woman so rude.

Unlike Krystal, since Kai did not answer her question about the woman he met in the Black Devil and gave a photo of Krystal along with Rekha, she turned quiet.

Kai has reason not to tell Krystal who she is because he does not want her to come into the matter, enough of him to teach her a lesson.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Krystal had just gotten into the bath when Kai's hape on the table rang. The man got out of bed and took his cell phone.

A number without a name. Kai frowned slightly as he did not know who had contacted him this early.

"Hallo?"

"Hi, the father of the venerable Emperor Wira Atmadja." said a woman across the street. "How are you?"

Kai reflexively growled, glancing towards the bathroom door that was still closed. "Shoppers! What do you want to call me!"

"Wow, you mean?" I heard a ticklish mock from there. "Don't be so bad that it's the same as me, later you'll just mrs."

"Stop talking nonsense! I already know everything, you are the devil! You think I can't make you miserable!" reply Kai excited, but still trying to calm down and not cause a loud voice.

"Yes, let's see, who's going to get in trouble with this photo?" The woman was grieving. "It turns out there are many out there who still like cheap gossip, what else is it about infidelity. For example, a rumor about a young businessman's wife who has been caught on camera is dating in one of the cafes with a man. That would be the biggest scandal. How do you think?"

"Suck!" kai subconsciously said that with a loud tone. "How dare you do that, I swear that you will not be able to live quietly in this world."

"Uhh, I'm afraid of your threats!" Then the woman chuckled. "As long as you obey what I want, the photo won't be scattered."

"You want what, Bitchhhh!"

"Then meet me today."

"Gue will kill you!"

The woman laughed. "We'll see who dies!"

As soon as the call was interrupted, Krystal came out of the bathroom looking confused and suspicious. "Why?"

"You want to go to the office? Is it a holiday?" krystal didn't seem to like it.

Kai approached, stopping right in front of his wife. Both hands were raised to cupper the two sides of Krystal's face. "However, I'll try to go straight home when the problem is over." then a soft kiss stuck to Krystal's lips.

"i also miss seeing Kean, how many days has he been at my mom's house?"

Krystal chuckled, "it's been two days, like Kean won't go home, baby."

"well, it's okay, he's still on vacation, right?"

"yes." Krystal then touched the back of Kai's hand that was stuck to her face. "what do you want to have breakfast with?"

"you." one word that Krystal was able to understand quickly.

"don't be weird."

"why? you're still sick, aren't you?"

krystal's head shook his head slowly. "already no, only you will rush to the office."

"no rush enough to eat you."

Krystal pinches gently on the husband's muscular stomach. "basics of naughty."

krystal's reddened face was like an agreement for Kai to eat his breakfast that morning. He pursed the wife's lips very slowly, as if Krystal's lips were a glassware that could easily be broken. Drifting away, Krystal replied. He wrapped his arms around Kai's neck.

And that kiss came off when both of them needed to breathe better. They looked at each other and smiled. Kai gently stroked the wife's cheek with the back of his finger.

"I love you so much. Don't stay with me, Krys."

Krystal nodded. "I love you too. I won't leave you as long as you don't hurt me, then that, please take care of my heart, brother."

"definitely. I will take care of your heart. I love you, forever."

Then they resumed the kiss that had been cut off. Or rather continue it on the bed. Wrestling with longing, believing or not fighting makes them miss each other.

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