The Conqueror of Love the Heir
The barren land

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In the morning, Nayla had woken up ten minutes ago. But he didn't see Mahen in the room.

'Sepi? Where's the boss and his assistant. Tumben didn't take care of me tight.'

Not even Nayla felt her loneliness. Suddenly the door to Nayla's hospital room opened someone from outside.

"Morning, Honey."

Mahen's voice enlivened the room that had been quiet.

'Curvy, come.'

"Why don't I want to be with you?" mahen's lips pursed.

"Where's the chicken porridge?" nayla asked as she looked towards Mahen.

"Darling, I---."

With a slightly irritated face, Nayla immediately grabbed Mahen's words. "Don't tell me you can't have the chicken porridge" Nayla told gas.

"Who doesn't say" Mahen approached Nayla's bed. "Taraaa," The man showed Nayla something. He lifted one bowl of chicken porridge according to the topping of his little wife's order. And the most important order is that the chicken porridge should be placed in a bowl with the image of a rooster on the edge of the bowl.

When Nayla saw the bowl that had a rooster according to her order, her facial expression turned cheerful, her two eyes glazed over.

"Thank you, Unfortunately Nae," said Nayla spoiled and immediately stretched her hands towards Mahen. Mahen swiftly greeted Nayla in his arms.

"Back of love, Mahen's echo," Mahen kissed Nayla's forehead deeply.

"Thank you, kind Papa. Not just the mother who was cut. Dedek also wanted Papa's ditium," Nayla's voice changed to mimic a child's voice.

Mahen laughing. "Haha... You Papa's son who won't lose to each other Mama," Mahen lowered his head in front of Nayla's stomach, then stroked her gently and given a lot of kisses. "Emuachian.. Emuachs.. Nih Papa tium a lot."

Nayla looked at Mahen with a full heart. "Love is better and happier if we love the one who loves us."

At exactly nine in the morning, the female doctor who examined Nayla entered the room accompanied by a nurse who carried Nayla's medical notebook.

After a few minutes of checking Nayla and because the blood pressure has also stabilized. Nayla was finally allowed to go home.

Nayla was only treated for a day, as long as her little wife was in the hospital, Mahen did not leave Nayla at all. He just wanted to accompany his little wife for a full day. He is too happy to get news about Nayla's pregnancy, nor does he want to miss the most important and most beautiful moment with Nayla, his little wife.

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Mahen and Nayla are already in the car driven by Gala, driving towards Mahen's house.

Mahen caught a glimpse of the clock coiling around his wrist, only showing it at ten in the morning. A few hours are now entering lunchtime. He sat next to his wife in the passenger seat.

"Where are we going?" asked Nayla who had been staring out the window. He felt it was not the way to his father's house. When Gala turned the car she was driving turned towards the main mansion.

"Go back to our house, honey," Mahen answered Nayla's question.

"Why not go to Mom's? I can rest there first for a few days," parrot Nayla.

Uncompleted Mahen spoke to Nayla, the sound of the phone ringing from inside her pants pocket.

Mahen did not immediately answer the call on his flat object, but he asked permission from the woman sitting next to him. "Darling, I'll answer the phone first, okay?" great-grandson Mahen asked for approval from his little wife.

Nayla just nodded slowly towards Mahen. Then, throw his gaze out the window. She did not want to listen to the conversation between her husband and the caller.

After getting approval from his little wife, Mahen immediately moved his advanced phone to his earlobe.

"Yes, what's wrong?" ask Mahen to the caller.

"...."

"What else is mediation? I agreed with Giska to end the marriage. And I've also been working on it" Mahen said of mediation with Giska. Free, Mahen no longer wants the marriage to be maintained.

It wasn't until five minutes after Mahen spoke to someone over there that he had disconnected his phone.

While Nayla who had been looking at the street, because she did not want to steal her husband's talk, was surprised by her husband's firm hands that were already on his waist.

"To dream who? Until he was unaware that he was home," Mahen's voice was clearly heard in Nayla's room.

"Eh, no. Who's daydreaming, "nayla's cheapskate.

"Ohh, don't daydream," Mahen laughed amusedly at the cute behavior of his little wife. "Yeah, we're down."

Nayla who was embarrassed to be caught by her husband was daydreaming, chose to be quiet and pursed her lips.

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Nayla's sleep can't be good. He made tilting to the right unpleasant, to the left as well. He was upset himself to see Mahen who had fallen asleep in his dreamland. Even though unbeknownst to his little wife, Mahen tried to resist all the feelings that raged in him. For a few days now he has withheld the incitement to his little wife.

More and more, the smile on Nayla's lips was hypnotizing her. As if there is a magical power that makes Mahen do not want to be far from his little wife.

I don't know why tonight Nayla misses Mahen so much, misses everything she has in her husband. Either the baby's innate or there's a sense that he's holding on to want to explode at this time.

Nayla hugged Mahen from behind who was sleeping on her back. Nayla accidentally stuck her forehead on her husband's back, nearly five minutes into Nayla's position. His right hand stroked the chest of Mahen's field.

While on the other hand, there was someone who held back his incitement_rat with all his might. "Patience.. Patience with John. The baby's grandpa is not strong yet to be seen, the Doctor's message is so!" mumbling Mahen to the John who had wanted to come out of hiding.

Mahen's little wife tried to tempt the thickness of her faith. Thin disposable tissue.

Mahen smiled faintly, he never expected. If his little wife was, he wanted her right now. But Mahen did not want to harm the prospective baby with his ego.

But Nayla felt annoyed at being ignored by her husband. She slowly got out of bed so as not to wake her husband.

Nayla took off her shirt because she felt angry tonight. The coolant in his room was still not able to eliminate his sultry feeling. Just as Nayla was about to swing her steps, Mahen suddenly changed his sleeping position.

Mahen squinted his eyes, shocked. He had trouble swallowing his own saliva. Totally unexpected.

Jhon who had wanted to come out was immediately submissive and obeyed with the orders of the Master. But now, what he sees will build the Jhon back.

Oh God! Why is Mahen's little wife like a palanquin! It's like finding water in the middle of a barren land!

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