The Secret Wife of the President
CHAPTER 113 - S2 - Nothing Is So

"Perfect, you're gonna have to pay top dollar for this great handiwork of mine, honey."

"Pay expensive? I'm so sorry, I even mind paying a dime just for hair like this."

Maybe according to Syila his hair is disturbing, making his eyes and head hurt. However, believe me right now in Zean's eyes she's even prettier than all the shampoo advertising stars of this century.

"But you have accepted my services, do you not say that when we receive something, we must be ready to pay for it? Forgot what?"

Zean starts, Zean sets up and Zean ends. At the end of the nail there is absolutely no desire Syila to owe, Zean alone wants it.

"I'm tired, next time yes ... first night postponed first." Not wanting her to make small talk, Syila understood exactly what Zean wanted right now.

"I can massage, tell dong from earlier if tired."

In the right ear, out the left ear. It was a proper sentence to describe how Zean was currently. Clearly Syila refused, so she looked for a thousand ways to make the wife unable to resist her power.

"I want to flap?" syila asked worriedly, for some reason she felt her husband was more aggressive than before.

Zean took the woman back to bed. I don't know since when Zean can do all kinds of professions at once like this. After changing his appearance, mini Zean actually spoils the wife's body.

"Massage, he said tired."

"Don't macem-macem yes, lying to pregnant women is a sin."

He nodded as if he was really worried about being touched. Zean really did not understand if the current mood of Syila was not as good. After tired Zean nosy during the bath, now the man actually became.

Her own eyes had already confirmed if she only wanted to sleep tonight, nothing more. Syila yawned wide again and Zean kept his mouth shut.

"I'm serious .. beware of breaking."

He threatened, but Zean only responded with the corners of his lips drawn so thin. Although Syila had tried everything, it did not seem so influential that Zean was only widened in his heart.

"Hahaha with you so it just makes me hungrier, Syila."

In Zean's power, the woman was confused about what to do to look okay. Zean said that he was going to massage her, but now Zean's goal is becoming clearer.

First it was true that Zean was massaging his wife well. Syila who previously had suspected massively is now made silent when the Zean touch does provide comfort. One thing he forgot, Zean once healed his leg when sprained first.

Over time, Syila's sleep grew deeper until she snored slowly. As soon as it resigned, Zean only took a deep breath while looking at his wife's body who only wore the cover of the core.

"Disappreciate, you're actually sleeping it turns out."

He laughed softly then peeked at Syila's forehead many times, lovingly and forever it would continue to be embedded in his mind.

Although he could have stolen it like that time, Zean was pitying tonight with his wife's tired eyes. His voice even sounded weak, Zean understood that.

Not wanting to be khilaf later, Zean again put on his pajamas so carefully. Tonight might fail, after all they are not newlyweds, Zean should be aware of that.

"I love you so much, Nasyila .. more than you know."

Zean monologues before then embracing the body of the wife so tightly. Several times Zean kissed the face that looked resigned he treated like that. It will not run out, even if it could be possible that Zean had bitten Nasyila to finish his satisfaction.

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Until late at night, Zean woke up when the wife suddenly had trouble breathing while looking for something beside her. His hands seemed to feel, as if he was losing something until he was that sweet.

"Jelica ... Honey, why hey."

"Honey wake up," asked Zean while not stopping to pat his wife's face slowly.

This is the first time Zean has seen his wife like this. Nightmares, it could be very bad. Not only sweat that now heats up to his own hair even wet, but also tears that now flow endless.

"Syila, come on don't scare me."

Zean panics, he's rattled and he thinks it's more terrifying than the presence of even supernatural beings. He looked around, the corner of the room especially. His wife has never been like this, why tonight suddenly experienced something strange like this.

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- To Be Continue -