The Conqueror of Love the Heir
THE PCSP 49

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"Huaaaahs.. What the hell do they want?" Nayla throws Mahen's cell phone over a luxurious king-size bed.

The comments of the netizens +62 are very spicy, making Nayla's chest feel hotter. Giska Hutomo's fans blamed him with words they never knew the beginning of the problem. They defend their idols as if the laws of this country do not apply. Some comments use harsh words to satire, but it is very painful to read all the comments on Instagram owned by Giska. There was a prayer and encouragement that Giska should be patient in the face of the trials of His Lord.

He's just a small actor, soon to be dumped into the sea by your ex-husband (comen from Trillion account).

Find replacement. In this world, men are not just him. Just like me Giska, I am also the great sultan. Xixixixi (am I your man, commented).

Small ones have become velakor!! School used to be a pinter. (account Sruntul).

And there are many other spicy comments, which make the heat mixed with the pain of Nayla's sense of sight.

"Ohhhhh.." Nayla screamed loudly which shocked Mahen. When his body was still half entering that soundproof room.

"Could I giggle! I'm sleding! I kick! I hung it on a toge tree!" nayla with a punching motion into the air.

Mahen who was standing in front of the door, could only shake his head. "Eat first, let me strongly read the comments on the instragram of Giska," the brown door made of expensive wood, closed Mahen. Then he approached his little wife who pursed his lips.

"Bad 'em! Just as much as you say!" nayla had not been able to continue her sentence, already cut off by Mahen's baritone voice.

"Not talking, but just type" Mahen said as he grabbed Nayla's phone lying on the bed. Then immediately off the phone Nayla.

"Sadly.. Why turned off!" nayla Protest.

"Mending turned off! Than heartache! Make darting! Ice Moni all of a sudden!" said Mahen while putting Nayla's flat object on the nightstand next to the bed.

"Take action dong! We have to give up!" Nayla spoke with a tone of emphasis. It was as if Nayla wanted Mahen to stuff the netizens who bullied her.

"Patience.. We don't follow emotions either."

"Stay, Nae can't take it! Who is also an actor? Obviously he's the one who cheated first!" her baby.

"Continue..?"

"Continue.. Continues to.. Nabrak! Yes, acting Mr. Mahendra Wijaya who has the power!" nayla Cecar.

"Definitely! I will act! But not now! It's all been handled by Gala!"

"Gala.. Gala.. The gala! He always intervenes! That's Nae's husband, there. What Gala?" nayla asked with an annoyed face.

"Forgot, who's Nae's husband?" said Mahen with a sharp look. "What needs to be hit first to the wall is the head, let's remember who Nae's husband is!" hardik Mahen who made Nayla look at him with a confused face and guts that instantly shriveled.

With an awkward movement Nayla slashed her body to sit on the bed and lean on the head of the bed made of strong and tough teak wood.

Now Nayla's gaze was on the handsome firm face before her. Mahendra Wijaya who has a sturdy jaw is equipped with blue eyes and always highlights sharply and combined with thick eyebrows, nose pointed like prosootan as well as lips that make the opium of his little wife, his wife, it's dark pink.

Realize that his handsome face is being stared at by his wife. Mahen accidentally teases Nayla with her jutek face.

"Gapain look around, fall in love new flavor!" seloroh Mahen held back his laughter.

Nayla's heart started beating abnormally. He looked to be biting his lower lip. Then bow his head quickly. He tried to normalize the unstable heartbeat and hide the red color that adorns his face, now.

"Never peek into Giska's social media accounts! Or find news about it! If you stay stubborn and fight! Wait for punishment from me!"

Mahen's baritone voice was clearly felt in Nayla's shadow. Nayla's reflexes closed both netra, because the dope charm handsome face of a man who has a blend of Indonesian and Turkish blood that makes Nayla's passion turbulent.

Mahen stared fixedly at the beautiful face of Nayla, native to Indonesia. The eyes that were closed with that innocent face, were always adorable in his eyes. Nayla's funny behavior that is able to dampen her emotions, never seen in the figure of Giska Hutomo.

Without Mahen noticing, he seemed to be commenting on the thin smile at the corner of his lips.

He leaned his body towards his little wife. His hand was raised to poke at the tip of Nayla's nose. "If sleepy, sleep lying down. Don't sit, "he whispered softly.

Nalya blinked her eyes, shocked. Mahen's handsome face was already in front of his eyes. Hardly a distance.

The man reached out his hand, then nimblely combed gently Nayla's black mane.

Unwittingly both of them, now their position has been lying on the big luxurious bed. With each position tilting his body face to face.

Mahen's warm mint breath hit Nayla's face. Mahen further tightened his embrace.

Nayla commented with a smile, her heart is so flowery tonight.

Nayla reached out her hands flanking both sides of her husband's face with her palms, then pressed slowly until the dark pink lips were slightly pursed. Then Nayla pressed her forehead against those worried lips.

"If I can't open social media, that's fine. But I can go to college, okay?" Nayla started her act.

Mahen clasped the palms of his little wife who flanked his handsome face, then his right hand slipped off to lift Nayla's chin. Now, the gaze full of seriousness belonged to the handsome man before him. "What are you doing in college?" tanyanya.

Nayla let go of Mahen's hand, then took a quick look at her seductive lips and said, "I want to be Mahendra Wijaya's attitude wife"

Nayla sighed. "If that's allowed to my husband."

"That's all, not for the others?" mahen said after hearing his wife's wish.

Spontaneous Nayla rewinds her body. She was surprised by her husband's words. Nayla saw clearly the look on her possessive husband's face.

"The other one, what?" ask Nayla to investigate.

"Find another guy, besides me!" pekik Mahendra who made Nayla laugh exploded instantly.

"Dihih.. Laughing too!" the upset.

Nayla rubbed the corner of her net that released a clear crystal circle, as a result of her cheering-up laughter. She did not expect that her husband would say such words.

Mahen scrunched his forehead. "Is something funny?" ask for astonishment, Mahen.

"Not funny but worrisome," said Nayla while pinching the cheeks of a handsome man in front of her.

"Thank you for allowing Nae to continue her studies, again," teased Nayla who got a different response this time from her husband.

Mahen felt anxious with the joking of his little wife, so he immediately landed his lips to the lips ranum belonging to Nayla.

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