The Revenge of Impotent CEO
Chapter 93

Morning arrived with a thousand cheer for his people who woke up that morning, the sound of the wind blowing makes the morning atmosphere more cold, making many people prefer to pull the blanket rather than get up and work.

The sunlight that entered through the ventilation cracks, woke Lolan who was still tightly hugging Ziva. Waking up tightly hugging Ziva was the thing he was most grateful for right now. Lolan tightened his arms, kissing the Wife's forehead gently.

"Gosh," Lolan was so shocked that his lips burned when he came into contact with his wife's brow skin that he felt very hot.

Lolan quickly let go of his embrace, got up from his seat, and confirmed again the Wife's forehead. And sure enough, it still feels really hot. Ziva has a high fever, of course Lolan is so worried about it.

"Darling, get up" called Lolan softly as he patted the Wife's cheek gently.

"Sa-kittt .." Ringis Ziva mumbled with his eyes still closed. Hearing Sang Istti's moans certainly made Lolan feel so guilty. Was he overreacting last night? Did he really make Ziva unhappy last night? Shit, Lolan cursed himself. How could he do that to make his wife have a high fever.

Recalling the short duration, Lolan realized his mistake. He should not only be concerned with his desires, he should also be concerned with the condition of his wife. Lolan hit her body several times, then combed her hair rough with fingers, as if punishing herself.

Lolan immediately got off the bed, picked up his clothes in the closet and put them on immediately. Not to forget Lolan also took clothes for Ziva, so getting the clothes that were fitting, Lolan returned to the bed where Ziva still lay weak with his pale face.

Lolan put his wife's clothes on the nightstand, and she revealed Ziva's blanket first. There were blood spots under his wife's body, Lolan running towards the bathroom. Taking warm water was also a new mini towel, then Lolan carried it back to bed.

First of all, Lolan removed the stained sheet. Put it next to the bed because later there will be a maid who will take it and wash it.

Afterwards, Lolan slowly cleansed his wife's body, wiping every inch by inch inch for inches of Ziva's tiny body. Her guilt grew when she saw the many former possessions she had left all over Ziva's body. Moreover, the core part of Ziva's body that was bruised due to his actions, making him feel more guilty and regret his savage actions last night.

Though the one down there rebelled again, Lolan tried to hold him back. Finished cleaning all parts of Ziva's body, Lolan immediately put his wife in clothes. Difficulty wearing a bra, finally Lolan gave up, he just put a cd and knee-length dress on the body of his beloved wife.

Tok, tok, tok ....

Lolan got up, walked towards the door of the room and opened it slightly. "What's up, Mommy?" tanya Lolan sneaked her head out making Mommy Nata astonished.

"Beyond you, Mommy wants to see Mommy's daughter-in-law" added Mommy Nata, whose hands hold a bowl of porridge and a glass of warm milk.

"Mommy don't!" forbid Lolan, Mommy Eyes furrowed her brows.

"Why?" Keto.

"I am not dressed and Ziva is not dressed either. He was still sleeping because he was exhausted, just give me the food," Lolan's pinta stretched out his hands.

"Ziva's fine, isn't he?" look at Mommy Nata suspiciously.

"Yes, Ziva is fine. He's just tired" Lolan said, he had to lie. If the Mommy knows the true state of Ziva, she is finished. Surely her Mommy will slaughter herself all out. The worst possibility is that the Mommy will take Ziva away from her. Oh, my God, if that happens. What about his fate? What about the fate of the weapon? Just healed up and did it once, should he hold back again?

"Feed her food, let me feed my wife. Mommy's back in the afternoon, "Lolan snatched the bowl and glass from the hand of the Mommy, then immediately closed the door to her room.

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