The Devil Husband's
CHAPTERS 16. CUP OF COFFEE

"TRINGS!"

A notification caught Tiger's attention. The tone he deliberately made different to instantly know every activity that runs on his wife's phone.

Tiger hurriedly grabbed the flat object and immediately opened it. Her beautiful eyes yet full of sharp grins widened, the roar of her chest began to clash. Instantly he moved from his seat, stepping emotionally into the room.

"BRAK!"

Tiger opened the door so violently that it made Jihan jump in shock. The woman could see the glare of sharp eyes that made her shudder. His heart seemed to jump from its nest. His hands reflexively touched the rough thumping chest. He closed his back to the bed, then raised the blanket to leave his head alone.

"Dude, he really knows!" his murmur closed his eyes strengthening his grip on the blanket.

Tiger stopped right in front of Jihan. Her stout body dodged supporting the arms on either side of Jihan's shoulders. His eyes are still staring. The distance between the two is only a few centimeters. Don't forget the chest hit like a war drum.

"What do you want?" ask Tiger slowly.

A breath of fresh breath from the husband gushed in his nose, further making his body bristling. Especially their distance so close.

"Answer! What do you want to call Khansa, huh?" he punched the bed's backrest on Jihan's left side.

Jihan jumped up and turned to the right to hide her face from Tiger. His breathing began to become irregular. "ah! Eng ... no! No! I just miss Khansa" he said nervously.

The man's wide palm cupped Jihan's cheeks firmly. Moved Jihan's face to meet her. Slowly Jihan's eyelids opened. The emotional glow from Tiger's ash bead made his guts shrink. His hands reflexively clenched his stomach. Her maternal soul appears to protect the fetus in its womb.

Tiger's lips grinned faintly, "You want to try asking for help?" ask without blinking.

"No, Tiger. Really am! I ... just want to know how. The number is on the old HP. I just want to talk, "Elak Jihan has trouble talking.

Her sex lips that moved and came into contact with Tiger's palm made the man gulp. I don't know why there was something tickling his heart.

"Call Khansa if you're with me. I never mess with my words. I know every activity you do! Understand?!" tiger is full of threats.

Jihan nodded a few times. Tiger slammed his wife's head while giving a rough breath. Very upset with his body that always reacts strangely when adjacent to Jihan.

He turned his steps while cursing in his heart. Stop for a moment and look over, "I'm in the study. If you want to talk to Khansa just go there!" His tone has started to decline.

The man walked away after saying that. Closing the door hard enough. Jihan let out a sigh of relief, rubbing her chest which was as if running a marathon inside there.

"Feeling a test of guts" he said chuckling as he closed his mouth.

Already used to hearing Tiger's anger, Jihan wasn't too surprised by the man's attitude. For a moment he thought of something. An idea flashed through his brain.

Slowly Jihan flicked away the thick blanket and lowered her two legs. His hands tied hair curiously. Although her path was limped, Jihan continued to step towards the kitchen.

"How much is it?" mumbled wondering. His whole life was his first time making coffee.

With some science, Jihan began to pour black powder then added sugar. After pouring the hot water from the dispenser to the full. After stirring, Jihan tasted it a little.

"That's not good," he muttered his own tongue.

Then he poured the coffee and sugar again, stirring and tasting it again with the same spoon. After a few times it was enough, "Well! This seems fitting. Sorry Mr. Tiger, this time the coffee was filled with the sweetness of my lips. Once you can melt," he murmured to speak to himself with a small laugh.

Jihan brought her coffee steeping towards the second floor. Next to his room was a room whose door was slightly open. He was sure it was the work space in question.

"Tiger, I'm in, yes" his permission went off without getting an answer.

Tiger widened both his eyes. Instantly he panicked because he did not expect Jihan to actually enter his study. In a hurry he closed all his searches and opened some emails from his subordinates.

"I made coffee to accompany your work" said Jihan smiling sweetly.

Tiger looked up until his bead of ashes was rubbed with Jihan's beautiful eyes. His head throbbed at the smile Jihan was so seductive of him. Especially when her eyes dropped down, the sexy nightgown was only a string hanging on both shoulders.

Gluey!

It felt like pouncing on that woman right now. His body was getting cold. He feels Jihan is very different these days.

"Now, where's my phone!" His hands stretched out in front of Tiger.

Tiger snorted in annoyance as it turned out that there was a wish for him. He pulled a drawer and grabbed a flat object and handed it to Jihan.

"Now!"

"Thank you" said Jihan.

"Where did you forget to use that phone?" tiger's jolt immediately stopped Jihan's steps.

The woman laughed then came back and sat down in front of Tiger. "Ah, yes. I forget. Drink the coffee. I've been working hard to make him know!" his grunts started typing on his phone screen.

Tiger grabbed the cup, started to taste it little by little. Jihan occasionally glanced at him from behind the phone screen.

'Good, go, spend!' his murmurs cheered in the heart.

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