The After One Night
Bonus chapters

...📣 Holla, Pasha greet, with a bonus chapter as I promised you earlier......

...Storm and Cheryl's sweet life after 15 years of marriage, which is divided into seven years of separation before their eight years together......

...Let's not forget the description of their faces, I love the visuals to make it easier......

...Who do you think Eza looks like?🤭...

Storm Admiral 35 years.

Cheryl Arsya 33.

The usually cool, gallant, macho storm, now the man is weakened on his bed.

A month ago, the storm had a sympathetic pregnancy. Either true or not, but there is something called Couvade Syndrome.

After a long wait, Cheryl was finally given the opportunity to get pregnant with her second child.

"Eat first, later long Papi skinny loh. This is how you want to be a standby husband if you tell the story anyway?" like women in general Cheryl cursed her husband.

The storm sighed softly, unlike at the start of the wedding, Cheryl was fond of mourning after 730 weeks of marriage.

Naturally, all women may experience a fussy period in the household. Even a wet towel can be a matter of contention every morning.

"Maybe so unfortunately Papi to Mami, so gini. Papi is afraid of Mami who craves, so now Papi is changing," said the Storm.

Cheryl threesome. "But because of Papi gini. We're not following Axel to Lily's honeymoon, are we?" continued.

"Honey angry?"

"No, just feeling good, we don't go on their same road to Dubai" Cheryl said.

"Later the second baby we're born, we're family to Dubai deh," Storm inching, his head he fell on his wife's lap. "The part in this room can still be a honeymoon."

"Inget, Mami is pregnant again young," Cheryl pinch even pulled her husband's nose pointed.

Storms screeching. "But Papi's got Yank up, how's dong?"

Cheryl. "However, the end of this often has Papi wake up without warning," he said.

Storm chuckles. "Mami's babis are like opium."

Cheryl gave a smile, her husband is cold in the eyes of his best friend, fierce in the eyes of his subordinates, wise in the eyes of Ezra Admiral, but the handyman seduced in his room.

"From the outside you want to?"

"May," soon the Storm opened his pants.

...✴️🔸🔸🔸✴️...

Ezra Admiral 14.

In the courtyard of the main house of Hurricane Admiral, the handsome young man was engrossed in mendribble orange balls.

Sweat drenching all over her pure white body, at the age of 14 years Ezra is already second grade High School. Like his other family Ezra also skips class.

"Tell it!" along with that shout, Ezra's ball was thrown away.

Brakkk...

"Hiks hyks," the girl named Rigie scowled to find the cake in her hand falling scattered on the floor.

Ezra twisting the eyeball. "Oh my God" he grumbled.

Rigie the bigger the more beautiful, but according to Ezra the more fragile his heart, often sulking, scowling, jealousy is not clear, even though they are friends.

"She, you mah!" just look as the short-dressed girl picked up the debris of her cake, her lips pouting forward.

"Ck," Eza ran over to his fussy best friend. "Ngapain bring this over here anyway?" ketus tanyanya.

Rigie scowling. "This I make myself, deliberately early in the morning I watch a tutorial to make a cake, specifically for you, but even in throwing a ball!"

Rigie sighed. "It's my labor, you're so hard to say sorry," the girl gawked away after saying that.

Ezra stared at the rest of the cakes that had fallen, from the shape, it seemed like this cake was quite complicated when made.

Ezra stepped gontai following the direction of the foot Rigie swung. The girl sat on the poolside sofa after throwing a dirty piece of cake into the trash can.

Ezra followed sitting by his side. "Sorry," said Ezra, at least he felt the need to apologize.

"I don't like the word on the other end sorry. I don't think very sincere. Mending doesn't have to apologize" Pigie said.

Ezra clucking. "Chick if you want what the hell? ribet is his life. Just apologized, now say no!"

Rigie was silent, and it made Ezra feel even more guilty. "You want me to shake my darling to be forgiven?" tanyakanya.

Rigie's lips curved faintly, like holding back his laughter. "Just fine Za, you've made my hard work in vain."

Ezra sighed. "What penalty? kiss hmm?" ledek.

"Well, you want that!" Rigie raised the tip of her lips. "Rigie wants to see the latest horror movie in the cinema together, period!"

"Relieve it!"

"That's good to know!"

"It's not my genre Rigie!"

"It's a fine, so you don't want to have to Spell!"

Ezra clucking. "Is there no other movie besides horror? satan is watched! I love these guys!"

"Eja Holiday!"

"Entertainment is comforting, not the want-naughty!" ketus Ezra's.

Rigie narrowed her eyes hearing Ezra's expression just now. "Are you scared, huh?" goda.

"No!" Ezra turned away, the look on his face began to change from cool to shrill.

"That says it's nakutin?" Rigie poked the young man's waist with his index finger.

"Ck," Ezra stared at Rigie. "Don't start, later if I'm the one who holds you, he said insolently!"

"Yes yes Ejaaaa," Rigie turned the eyeball with her lazy gesture. "You gereppein boy, you can't!"

"Free girl?"

"Yes!"

"As far as Lu!" Ezra got up while taking off his basketball jersey and then threw it on Rigie's face. "Cover your thighs! Tomorrow if you wear long pants? the torn-up pants are not yet made into a cake!" frangipani.

Slowly Rigie turned to stare at her pants, the feeling of these pants was already very polite to him, but still Ezra protested.

"Tomorrow I wear a glove," continued Rigie, and Ezra turned his lazy eyeball.

"Go back!"

Rigie. "Kok ngusir anyway? keep watching how? so right? it's an apology to Spell it to Rigie."

"Hmm" said Ezra who was able to make Rigie show off her white teeth. "Ok, Rigie get ready!" the antus.

From inside his room, it was as if Storm and Cheryl were staring at the pair of friends. The storm is nostalgic for his story.

Where Ezra may already have a taste for his best friend, just like when he also likes Cheryl Arsya in his cold.

"Eza was lucky to be close to Rigie" said Storm. "'Papi had to secretly like Mami, hide things from Mami, just because Papa had a grudge with Grandpa" he said.

"The fool has already set up, now believe it, right?" Cheryl smiled, a warm hug she found from her husband.

"I love you, Cheryl Arsya" a sweet kiss landed on the woman's head.

Cheryl is happy, finally after so many dramas in her past, their housewife can be as harmonious as it is today.

No one can shake the allegiance of Hurricane Admiral. As her name suggests, her husband is so strong especially when it comes to her stance.

...Thank you for reading this bonus chapter, I hope you know, Storm and Cheryl are still lasting......