The Devil Husband's
THE EXTRA PART 8
"Geez, Tiger!" jehan immediately knelt down to touch her husband's arm.
"Master!" exclaim Rico who also intends to help Tiger.
Tiger immediately stood up without looking at anyone accompanied by a deheman. His face flushed even though expressionless, his breathing was extremely rough. He brushed off Rico's hand, which helped him to his feet, but left his wife's hand.
"I .. stomach pain. The rush!" he said reasoned, slogging in with his sturdy steps.
All eyes were still fixed on Tiger, looking frown in confusion. Then the voice of Jihan's colleague broke the silence of the room.
"Who, Ji?" asked Arisa, who came with her lover.
The woman turned her head, "He's my husband," I Jihan smiled as she scratched her head. She was embarrassed by the incident that happened to her husband.
"Oh, it should be an opportunity for acquaintances. But it seems like his condition is not good. Then say hello to him. We have to leave immediately. May it heal soon," said Arisa kissing both cheeks Jihan.
"Thank you, Arisa" said Jihan. He also shook the hand of Arisa's lover before the couple left.
Rico escorted them to the front, followed by Lala who had helped greet Jihan's guests. Just about to get through the door, Lala turned around.
"Mrs, do I need to get stomach pain medication for you?" hail the young woman.
"No need, Ma'am. If I need to call later. Thank you," said Jihan to unravel the smile.
"Good, Mistress. Excuse me for the room" said Lala, nodding and walking away.
While closing the door, Jihan's gaze unintentionally caught a dented red rose. Possibly overcame her husband's burly body.
Jihan picked up the flower, the petals fell in plastic wrapped neatly the flower. He paused for a moment by rolling his eyeballs, then smiling to himself.
Jihan knocked on the bathroom door, "Tiger, are you okay? need some help, right?" ask the woman slowly.
"Hm! I'm fine" Tiger replied.
Jihan's forehead frowned, "Cok didn't come out? I'm in, yes" said the woman again.
Just touching the door handle, Tiger has opened it. He peeked behind his wife's back, making sure there was no one but the two of them.
"Honey," called Jihan in a spoiled voice. His eyes stared friendly.
Tiger raised his eyebrows next to his, feeling that there was something strange about his wife. Jihan who had been hiding the falling flower behind her back, now raised it in front of Tiger.
"This, for me?" jihan asked still smiling.
"DIG!"
Suddenly the man's body became stiff. His throat suddenly dried up. Can't get a word out. Moreover, now that flower had been shattered.
Jihan immediately rushed into the arms of her husband, "Aaa .. For what reason I was given flowers with Papa Tigers!" his pekik strengthens his embrace.
"Eee .. but, the flowers are broken," Tiger replied in a soft voice.
"That's okay. I'll keep it simple. Because this is the first flower that you gave me. I don't know how you bought it." Jihan chuckled as she imagined her stiff husband suddenly bringing her a flower. "Thank you" she said, appreciating the husband's efforts.
Jihan looked up, her arms turned circular at her husband's sturdy neck. Then tiptoe and kiss the lips of the husband. Tiger wouldn't want to waste it.
The man held back the nape of Jihan, to deepen his kiss. Even now his feet step towards the bed, forcing Jihan to walk backwards without removing the link of their lips.
His hand shifted rubbing Jihan's back while opening her resliting. Their footsteps stopped when they hit the edge of the bed.
Tiger overcame him, took off his pagutan and the two stared at each other deeply. The heart of both men were chasing each other. The blowing breath had already begun to heat up, along with the turmoil that was blowing.
"Darling, I'm sorry if for five years I've hurt you more. Ever since our first meeting, I've been assailingly forcing you to serve my depravity." Tiger gently stroked his wife's cheek with the back of his hand. Jihan smiled bitterly despite her teary eyes.
"Even after the wedding, I've always been bad to you. Doubt our son, leave you for years, curse you with inappropriate words. Last time, six months ago. It must be very painful, right?" Tiger's voice rang out surging. "Sorry!" he continued crying, fusing their eyebrows together.
Jihan took a deep breath. Outlining tightness in the chest remembering those dark times. Then held down Tiger's nape and gripped him intensely.
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