The Enchantment of the Devil
Climber

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...Is not Allah the One who holds the heart of man? Flip the heart of His servant? Should my wife know my love? How do I feel about her? Yep.. Because this is the right time to express my heart all this time! Withstand the roar that was as tight as a chest! So heavy to bear this taste! Eliminate the bias between love and lust! Expressing a turbulent taste in the chest to my halal partner! My soul mate whom I have fought in the bonds of sacred promise with the single breath witnessed by many pairs of eyes and angels bears witness in silence!...

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Morning was cold. The overcast light entered gently through the thin white curtains hanging on the window. The dimming sky glow blends one with the light of a sleeping lamp in a classic room.

The cold spread in the room. It was raining outside, Giordan was lying in bed. Roll up a thick blanket to save his athletic body from the cold.

Lili who had woken up from earlier started down the handsome face, the man who was still sleeping next to her. His lentic fingers caressed both eyes, descended to his nose and stopped at his chin covered with thin feathers. Until it continues down to the jaw firmly belongs to Giordan Adhitama.

Giordan, who was not disturbed by his sleep, increasingly makes Lili's anxiety. He stabbed his index finger into Giordan's cheek. To make a piqued someone who is still in his dream realm.

Giordan squinted one eye. "What's up, Yang?" but he did not change his sleeping position.

"Baec.. Get up, I want--" whispered Lili in Giordan's bronze, as she kissed Giordan's chin.

Giordan who heard his wife's unfinished friendly whisper, immediately summed up Lili's face and landed his lips on Lili's ranum lips full of h4srat.

"Mpphhhhh.." Lili could only obey her husband, until Giordan released her kiss to both scoop up oxygen.

"Bae.." lirih Lili further immersed herself in the chest warmth of the husband's field.

Lili's pecked head, "What, honey?"

"Hunger," spoiled Lili while painting the absurd on Giordan's chest with his finger.

"Don't say cravings again as a mainstay of bumil," protested Giordan who increasingly tightened his embrace.

"It's normal, Bae. Bumil is cravings. No likes? I don't want to ignore the baby's will!" sewot Lili, who immediately changed the position of his beds.

"Tau bumil sometimes there are those who crave nothing," replied Giordan staring at Netra Lili.

Lili leaned against the head of the bed with pursed lips.

"That's a cravings not to eat, '" protested Giordan.

"Continue?"

"Ngidam grow crops! Digging wells! Hijack rice fields! Mountain climbing! Or ride delman!" giordan.

"What's the craving like, Bae?" ask plain lili.

"There!" answer Giordan briefly.

"Look up."

"Mas, that initiated!" reply Giordan with a grinning smile.

"Hmmm.. There's an ebi behind this rempeyek his name!"

"Especially her cravings every night wearing your collection service dress, dear. I'm ready to do my duty to you, My Angel!" giordan blinks one eye, which makes both of Lili's eyes look perfect.

"Expert, Bae?"

"Here!" giordan's word to Lili without changing position. The King still laid his head on a soft pillow right next to the Queen's body.

Without disputing the order. Lily obeyed the husband's word.

Lili nodded.

"Is there a face, which is strange? Or is it, you deserve to be a farmer? Mountaineer? Or is it delman's towing coachman?" ask Giordan later.

Only a headband was Lili's answer, to Giordan's question on her.

"Stupid? Or happy, did it become like that? Pleased!"

"Nothing, Bae," replied Lili lifting the corner of her lips into an upward arch.

"If nothing, then why did you say that you changed professions? What, My Angel does not understand her husband's wishes to give special codes first!" Giordan explained.

Lili mangosteen while holding her smile.

"Why are you smiling?" giordan asked, narrowing his eyes.

"There's nothing, '" Lili replied turning her gaze away.

"Don't sneak! Don't pretend to divert!" cynical Giordan.

Lili couldn't help but chuckle at the expression on her husband's face.

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Other place..

Patrish had managed to break into Jayden Prayoga's villa under the guise of a surrogate servant for a while until the maid returned to duty.

With all the efforts Patrish brainwashed, in order to get into the villa without having to suspect the occupants, let alone the owner of the villa.

And it's been a few days Patrish has been working in a villa away from the hustle of the city. He had to obey the rules that were in that villa. Patrish only took his points because he was lazy to have to read a stack of papers that wrote down his new rules of work. Even worse, he was forbidden to use a cell phone. But because of his intelligence and not a Patrish tick, he was not caught carrying a communication device through the air.

However, if Patrish is found to be violating the counter-work rules that have been signed, then the death penalty is definitely waiting for him.

And now, Patrish is in the room. There is one medium-sized bed and a wardrobe. In the corner of the room there is a dressing table that is not too big. For his daily life Patrish had to wear the maid uniform that had been provided.

In the room he rested laying his body on the mattress while looking at the ceiling of the white-painted room. While activating his phone which has been a few days off right.

"Listen to me Joice! Just this once! Don't ask me where I am! And don't call me until I finish this important task of mine! Please, don't worry about me. But keep praying for my safety. So that I can go back home not just a name!"

Patrish hung up her phone then searched the contact number of an important person who would be contacted immediately to submit her report.

Patrish dialed someone's contact number.

Truuth.. Truutts..

A continuous tone rang out in his sense of hearing, but it had not yet lifted as well.

In a room that is increasingly hot, even though the air conditioning temperature is still visible on.

Suddenly the focus of the two different types of people was immediately spoiled by the sound of a cellphone ringing lying on the nightstand next to a king-size bed.

With the highest level of dongkol taste in the crown, the man grabbed a flat object. And after seeing who was contacting her, it was clear that the color change was blushing on her face. Showing that he's really angry.

His jaw stiffened. A second later there was a typical baritone voice Giordan Adithama echoing in the classic dwelling.

"PATRISH..!!!! WHY DID YOU CALL ME! INTERRUPTING MY CLIMB!"

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Only responsibility akak Patrish na 🙈🤭😂😂😂🏃🏃🏃