The Past of the President

The Past of the President
Forgetting promises


"Dear, wait for Loka to come down but will you go to our special place?" richard's whisper in Ameera's ear gave Ameera goosebumps because Richard's warm breath was so felt on her cheek.


"Loka is also good yes his voice turns out that behind his innocence there are other privileges yes Pap."


"Hemght ..."


"Waw, it turns out Loka wants to perform two Pap songs," Ameera looked enthusiastic.


"But even though Mama's voice is good and singing smart I don't allow Mama to see many people and enjoy many people even though her voice is enough I admire everything in Mama!" said Richard too deeply in love with Ameera makes Richard very super protective and does not want to see Ameera sad, disappointed and angry as well as other things.


Likewise Richard did not want to see Ameera feel uncomfortable in living the household with Himself and Richard tried to make Ameera happy and make her always smile especially now there is a baby among them.


"Who wants to be a singer? it is enough to sing at home if only entertainment releases all burdens. We have a lot of singers who are so calm that Pap Mama has not changed professions!"


"Hahaha ... Your profession is too much and most comfortable to be my wife, right?" Richard embraced Ameera while laughing.


Ameera smiled at her husband Richard's words.


Jody smiled looking at his wife's lithe style in front of his band of attendants and gave the loudest applause after Loka finished her first song with a standing ovation to all the visitors.


"Jody is as proud of his wife as I am of the same pride as you are of love" Richard cut off while rubbing Ameera's shoulder and repeatedly brought her face to Ameera's cheek.


"Eh Pap, I called you first I'm afraid Richie is fussy" Ameera said as she grabbed her phone from her bag.


"If not fussy permission nginep here yes Darling it's too late We're here responsibility there my friend at the Hotel said so yes!" richard answered so enthusiastically as given the way and reason.


Ameera smiled at her husband's wishes.


"Let's go out for a while here noisily with Richard while grabbing Ameera's waist and walking out and as Jody glanced at him Richard gave a code call with his finger, Jody nodded as she brandished her thumb.


"Where's my dear, Richie asleep?"


"Yes Pap, I mayin We nginep here because it's night, but I'm afraid Richie interrupts Mom's rest with the Father" said Ameera hesitated.


"It was just last night, dear." Richard said with a smile.


"Your mother understands also yes if We were separated also this afternoon out of gym?"


"Papa forced."


"But the one who was forced was happy."


Ameera's pinch landed on Richard's waist.


"Aw!" Richard caught Ameera's hand and swiped on her face the chin now so Ameera said aw. Richard chuckled to himself, clutching his wife's shoulder, and one of his hands opened the door of his dwelling.


Automatic doors open garden lights and gazebos look bright The layout of the room has changed everything from the placement of all properties to the place of sleep has changed when the lights are illuminated.


Another flower bouquet dominates each corner.


"Well, Papa is romantic too? Mama is very happy this new atmosphere," said Ameera while opening her bedroom the same night light has turned on and the arrangement in it has changed.


Ameera kept her bag on a mini sofa in the room and opened her closet to look neat rows of clothes according to her classification.


Richard smiled as Ameera picked up the contrasting maroon lingerie on her smooth white body while wearing it.


"Pap, order food can not be the same fruit whatever I'm hungry like this."


"Is there a special and special meal for our dinner, dear?"


"Whatever Papa is up!" sahut Ameera from the room.


Richard who sat on the living room sofa smiled as he chose food from his phone screen.


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While waiting for the continuation of SANG PRESDIR'S PAST, Read also yes, Aryanti Charm, Let Me Choose, Rainbow Meniti, Love Above the Agreement, Dark Stains of the Past, By Enis Sudrajat & Might