The Devil Husband's
CHAPTER 95. NOT DREAM

Some time passed, Tiger managed to collect his balance, then went to the bathroom to just wash his face. Stand for a moment in front of the sink, propping up both of its stocky arms on the edge of the sink. His gaze rose until it was seen that both of his beads were reddened because they had not closed their eyes at all overnight.

The creaking of the open door made him immediately wipe the water on his face with a small towel and throw it away. Tiger sauntered out with his cold face.

"Master, the plane is ready to go" Grey reported when he passed the boss.

Tiger immediately took off his bulletproof jacket, switched to take the suit that had been draped in his chair. Wearing it with a firm movement, let out a cold expression.

"Take me to the airport!" his firmness at Grey swung both of his long legs out of the room.

There was still a slight rumble in his chest, trying to be pressed so as not to overflow. Tiger continued walking without greeting anyone. Though just now the man was displaying his slightly gentle face. Just slightly. But now it disappeared again out of nowhere the twinkle of a smile earlier.

"Have you called Bian?" tiger asked with both eyes tightly closed. He rested his head on the back of his chair.

"Already, Sir. He was ready immediately!" grey replied as he drove his car.

For a moment I want to forget the burden that hit his chest. Opened a shadow on his head, filling it full with his wife's pretty face.

Not long after, he had to immediately change the air transportation that was ready since he lowered the order earlier. Enjoy the silence on a private plane only with a flight attendant, pilot and co-pilot only.

The cloudy cloud that clad the sky that morning, did not discourage Tiger to fly to meet his wife. The flight crew on duty incessantly muttered all the prayers in his heart. To be safe until their destination.

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Tiger set foot in the courtyard of his home after a long journey on a private plane owned by his family, picked up by Bian at one of the airports in Jakarta.

As the sun crawls up, the weather becomes more friendly to air travel. So the pilot decided to continue to drive until Jakarta.

He immediately breezed into the house, with elegant and resolute steps, ignoring the few subordinates who greeted him. Time has shown at nine in the morning. He immediately went up to the second floor, his first goal would be to meet his wife.

When he touched the door handle, Tiger set his breath first. He also put a smile on his lips.

"Simple!"

Tiger tilted his head first. Apparently, Jihan was still curled up on the bed without a blanket covering her body. He widened his smile as his net caught on, Jihan was wearing his shirt which was of course oversized when wrapping the woman's body.

Tiger decided to shut the door again. He took off his suit, half-running down the stairs. Throw the suit into any place and then take off the shirt sleeve button and roll it up to the elbow.

"Give me half an hour to use the kitchen!" tiger surprised the servants.

Immediately the servant retreated giving place and time to his young master, executing his shrewdness in processing food.

Without bathing first, ignoring the tiredness and sleepiness that whack, in order to fulfill the wishes of his wife. Tiger did not feel burdened at all. He was happy, because he felt needed by Jihan.

"Please help serve. I have to take a shower!" tell Tiger to the servants nearby.

"Good, Master!" his mouth hurried to leave his job, and immediately did Tiger's orders.

The man went back to the room to clean his body. Until he changed clothes, Jihan was still slumped in a dream. His hand was still firmly clutching his phone. In case I get another call from Tiger.

The man immediately thrust his body onto the bed, tightly hugging his wife from behind. Jihan flinched, her body riveted and immediately widened her eyes when she felt a burly arm wrapped around her stomach. Her chest was already pounding strongly, but when her husband's distinctive scent burst into her sense of smell, she was a little relieved.

"Tiger," he murmured very slowly. But it still sounded in her husband's ears.

"Hi! Wake up!" whispered Tiger.

"So, this isn't a dream?" jihan asked turned his body, looking fixedly at the man next to him. The man who so disturbs his heart and mind when they are far apart.

Tiger smiled, then immediately smashed into the lips of Jihan who was still in shock with her lips. Sip it greedily and very intensely. After a while just take it off, when Jihan's face looks flushed and almost out of breath.

"Does he still think this is a dream?" tanya Tiger raised next to his eyebrows, propping up his head with one of his arms. Staring longingly, while tidying up Jihan's hair that was scattered covered her face.

"Belg ... The tiger! You are so happy!" he exclaimed in a spoiled tone while smacking the chest of the man's field.

"Surprise!" sahut Tiger laughed loudly. "But a smile, right?" he continued to put Jihan's head into his tight hold.

"Deehhh! I swear I want to scratch, I'll take a bite, I'll bite!" his pekik tightened his embrace.

"Later on and on again. I've been cooking, take a shower and have breakfast. Semalem didn't eat, did he? Poor baby knows." Tiger stretched his arms and lowered his head to the level of Jihan's poking stomach.

"Darling! Bad mama, don't you feed me? Why are you flaccid?" Tiger rubbed it gently and kissed it in a row.

Jihan just pursed her lips. But deep down she was relieved that her husband was in front of her.

"There shower! Hunt down the cold food," Tiger's command looked up.

"When do you get home?"

"Udah, just ask around while you eat!"

Jihan snorted and then got up, she grumbled walking to the bathroom. Tiger just smiled at his grunts. He then held his seat, removing the smile that had shimmered from his lips. Jemari nimble operate a cell phone to contact Bian. After waiting for a while, there was a reply from across the phone.

"Hows it? Have you got any research results? What does Candra Emmerald have to do with Zero Anderson?" tanya Tiger made a soft voice.

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