THE NEGLECTED PEARL FOR ADAM
CHAPTER 8. REFUSING TO MARRY

Clara had bought a lot of bags and clothes, she would store them first in the hotel, before she returned to Jakarta.

Regarding food souvenirs, Clara did not think too much, the most important thing for her was the branded goods she had obtained today.

Clara smiled with satisfaction after successfully draining the contents of the Sultan's pouch, although not how much value.

The sultan is unaware that Clara's love cradle could one day destroy her family's life and business.

"Is there anything you want to buy?" ask Sultan.

"To this day I think it is enough, later if it comes out better, you still want to buy it," said Clara while holding the hand of the Sultan.

"It's up to you, as long as you're happy" said the Sultan.

"Thank you dear, I love you" said Clara, kissing the Sultan on the cheek.

"I also love you" replied the Sultan.

They return to the hotel when it starts at dusk, and Clara escorts Sultan to the parking lot where she and Muti are staying.

Just like before, they ended the meeting this time with a kiss, but tonight in Clara's car.

It was discovered again by Elena, "Damn it! Why did I see them again today being perverted, can be polluted, my eyes because of them," Elena said, turning her eyes away, then rushing into the car.

Apparently, Clara's actions today in the car more courageous, he deliberately arouses the Sultan's passion, but after that he ended the game unilaterally so that the Sultan was more curious to get himself.

"Eh, I went back first Tan, tomorrow we meet again," said Clara as she let go of the Sultan's hand slowly from her twin mountain.

"Sultan sighed, until when are we just like this Clara?" asked the Sultan whose eyes began to fog withhold passion.

"Later on Tan, there comes a time when I'll give it all up for you, but you have to promise, don't touch that woman. If I knew she was pregnant, I wouldn't want to be with you anymore" Clara said.

"You're calm, I don't have any feelings for her, she's just my wife on paper, so I want us to get married soon" Sultan said.

"Please baby, if I'm ready, we'll get married, I promise!" said Clara while pointing her little finger.

The sultan linked his little finger to Clara's little finger, after which he descended and left the parking lot for the hotel room.

In the Hotel room.

Muti was teaching while waiting for the Sultan to come home, rather than he was dumb and sleepy, Muti thought it better to use his time for more useful things.

Actually Muti's stomach was rumbling, he was very hungry because he had forgotten to eat, so excited to play water on the beach with Elena.

While dinner has been delivered by the hotel waiter since 7pm last night, until all the food is now cold.

The clock was at 9pm, but the Sultan had not returned. Muti became anxious, then was about to call but he finally paused.

Muti stared at the food on the table while holding his stomach, he wanted to eat, but again remembered the message of his father and mother, that it would be better if, he ate together with his husband.

At this time, his stomach began to hurt because since noon Muti had not eaten anything. Playing with water, Muti and Elena forget to eat.

Finally, the person who was waiting appeared, without saying the Sultan's greeting immediately laid himself on the mattress.

Muti approached the Sultan, he crouched down and opened the shoes and socks that the Sultan had not opened when he entered the room. After that Muti kept it on a shoe storage rack and sandals.

Then Muti also prepared warm water in the bathtub by dripping mint-flavored aromatherapy oil, hoping that the Sultan would be refreshed after bathing with the water he had provided.

Muti went back to the room to get the Sultan's towel and bathrobe and approached him, saying, "Sister, you better take a bath first, I have prepared warm water with aromatherapy oil so that Sultan can soak, to keep the body of the brother fresh. I saw Sultan, it seemed very tired," said Mutiara.

"If Kak Sultan wants to be pricked, let me kusukin later, after brother Sultan finished bathing. I'll ask the waiter to buy the skewer oil first" Muti said.

Oh Muti, why are you so good? If you knew Muti, what your husband did out there, would you be this good to him? yeah, right pal?

Mutiara called the hotel service, she asked for help so that they work and deliver the oil now to her room.

The hotel service responded, and within 15 minutes, a waiter came with Mutia's order.

Muti paid the price of curled oil and gave tips to the waiter who had been willing to deliver what Muti asked for.

After saying thank you and the servant left, Muti rushed to make hot tea for the Sultan and prepared to rub the body of the husband.

Water rattling is no longer heard from inside the bathroom and it indicates if the Sultan has completed his bathing ritual.

The sound of the door was heard creaking, Sultan came out from inside there using only his bath towel which he wrapped around the waist.

Seeing the plaid belly of Sultan Muti swallowing his salivary, he turned his face, not daring to look at the Sultan again until the Sultan finished wearing his lower clothes.

"There's the skewer oil?" ask Sultan.

"There! that, I have prepared, if you want me to prick," replied Muti.

"Yes, you just need to stab my legs, hands and back" the Sultan said.

"So Brother, I used to bed the bed sheet, fearing it will be exposed to oil, so make your sleep disturbed," said Mutiara while looking for a spare blanket in the closet that has been provided by the hotel.

The Sultan had been lying down, Muti had also started to pour oil on the Sultan's feet one by one, rubbing it slowly.

Although muti is not experienced in the case of scratching, but at least he often pay attention to his mother when he rubbed Dad, when he was tired from coming home from work.

'***It turns out he's good at rubbing, aching in my feet so reduced**,' Inner Sultan.

"How does it feel now, brother? Is my brother's leg still sore?" ask Mutia.

"Yes, it's okay, rather than not" said the prestigious Sultan who admitted Muti's cleverness in terms of rubbing.

After finishing the leg, Muti continued in the hand.

The Sultan watched his wife without blinking.

In the mind of the Sultan, if only Clara treated him like this, how happy the Sultan and surely he would immediately pull Clara into his arms.

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