The Kidnapped Hot Dady
Won't forget you

“Dady, Momy?” call Sean on the phone. The boy wondered why Momy hadn't come to see him.

“Yes, Honey? Momy, I'm going home tomorrow morning. Sean wait yes,” pinta Dady Louis who is trying to calm his son.

At this time he was in the tomb of the wife, bowed languidly there with a sad face. She asks permission to marry Meera for Ocean, their son.

As usual Sean did not talk much, and unfortunately at that time Meera did not hold a phone in his hand and could sean contact and face to face through the video. Hp Meera was deliberately left so that no one could contact him, even in research for numbers and all the calls that exist. Meera tried to completely escape from the shadow of her pain all this time.

It was raining quite a lot. Louis went down to the tomb and knelt beside it with a large bouquet of flowers in his hand, a bouquet of white roses that Rose loved most of his life, and almost every day Dady Louis presents to his wife while living together.

You can imagine how happy they were before the incident took everything. Sean will not be a quiet and lonely child at this time.

“Remember, I will never forget you or our daughter. You want Sean to be happy, don't you? Yeah, I'd be happy if sean was happy. He can laugh, and even start to smoothly talk.” Dady even peeked at his wife's navel.

“But you don't like to see me do things by force. What if I had to marry her, Rose? Is it possible for me to open my heart to her that I have never even known? While some people who are so close can not touch it at all. My heart that's been so closed only to you,”

Dady Louis sobbed, even looking down at the edge of the navel with water that drenched his body. He did not care how cold it was, it felt he was so missed by the warm approach of the wife when hugging him. Just imagine, their relationship has even been established Fifteen years since the close of High School, separate lectures and remain loyal together until the death that separates.

Even at that time Mrs Rose had been betrothed by someone else with her father, so as not to marry Dady Louis who was not like today. The weight of their struggle, since the family threw away their face to be able to welcome with a curved smile on his face.

“Master, you here?” greet a grave nurse with an umbrella in her hand. Maybe he wanted to protect the dady at that time, but it seemed free.

“Yes, very rare, right?” During this time Dady asked the tomb guard who bought and put white roses there, almost every day. The rose must be fresh so that the tomb is fragrant and the Lady is happy there.

“If I knew the Master was coming, I would have cleared everything.”

“No need, this alone is so clean. Thank you for your treatment so far, Joko.” Dady stood up and opened the wallet to take out some sheets.

Joko was skilled as a caretaker at the time, a cemetery with private land that Dady deliberately bought for his family to shelter for the last time.

“They never came here, though.” They are Oma Vani and Ane. Because for them the affairs of the world with Rose were finished with his death.

But as always, if Dady will always be flat if he replies about them. He chose to leave as if he had heard nothing about the two of them back then.

While at the hotel at the time Meera was waiting for him in a state of anxiety. He who had been laying down could never close his eyes. He was carefree to Dady Louis who was out there, who had not even heard of him until now.

Many times Meera stared out and saw several times lightning struck. Although she knew Dady Louis was driving her luxury car so it could not be wet or cold, but she was still worried about her future husband. Especially tomorrow they will get married, even though Meera herself does not know how the process will be.

Meera closed the horden screen of the room and glanced at the large wall clock that was there. Unfortunately, he has absolutely nothing that can make him contact the current Dady Louis just to ask the news and make sure he is okay.

“Master? Jesus, why wet?” Meera then took a towel for Dady Louis who was in front of him at the time. He wiped his face and body wet, not even reluctant to open the shirt he wore.

Meera gasped at the perfect print that was there and could only swallow the saliva at that moment. “Stop admiring, I've been cold.” Dady reprimands her at that time, and Meera immediately releases the others.

“M-Sorry, this one does it have to be me too?” ask Meera who hesitated when she had to open the pants of material that Dady was wearing at that time.

“Without exception,” says Dady flat and firm. Meera nodded, and nervously trembled she continued to do her job well.

Dady Louis took a short shower to clean up the remaining rainwater in his body and then came out again in an open state and Meera immediately approached him.

Louis Meera's dady waistband tied with a towel while he looked for a change of clothes. However, Dady refused shirts or shirts because it is more comfortable to sleep with chest shopping. Meera could only lower her head when she put her jogger pants on, while Dady watched Meera's expression from then on with an occasional slanted smile.

“Already, Sir,” said Meera, and Dady just lowered her head so that Meera rubbed her wet hair with a towel that she held.

Meera was forced to tiptoe back then in order to reach Dady's large tall body with his small body. He is indeed very thin when compared to women of the age who should be quite contained in certain body parts. But later it will certainly be like that with the agility of Dady's hand that will form Meera's body naturally.

“There's something else?” asked Meera who was getting nervous to the point of not being able to look at that face.

“You waiting for me? Why?”

“It's natural, if I'm worried about my own future husband? Especially tomorrow we will get married,” Meera replied shyly.

“So, are you really ready to marry me?”

“Isn't that the plan? And I will go home to be Momy Ocean Alexander Damares,” Meera replied as is in accordance with the promise that they had agreed.

“Only be Momy? What about me?” Dady approaches, and the longer it gets closer to Meera there.

Again Dady grabbed the slender waist until Meera was shocked and looked up at the face of his full, white, clean, handsome face, until Meera's hand unconsciously grabbed the face and caressed it so gently that Dady closed his eyes at every touch of Meera to him.

Buugggh!! Dady pushed the slender body up to lie on their big bed. He crawled over Meera's body which grabbed her chest, then Dady tilted Meera's body to back him.

Dady hugged Meera from behind so tightly as if she didn't want to take it off at all.

“T-Master?”

“Be quiet... Aren't you still sick? Stay like this, it's enough.” Dady spoke while closing his eyes as if holding himself back.