Young Girl Wife CEO Duda
The Part 31

That afternoon Gilang drove Belva to her parents' house. If it is like that, the sign is Gilang will soon return to Jakarta. Back to work for a living beloved wife.

Ah, about the living. Gilang no need to slam the bones squeeze the sweat if to give monthly money to Belva.

In fact, just enough foot barges that billions of dollars every month have flowed into Gilang account.

But Gilang realized, someday there will be children who have to live well without lack of anything.

Also the possessions he had, as well as the efforts that he had passed down through the generations, would not just stop because Gilang was too much leha-leha for now.

Gilang doesn't want that. Gilang does not want to just himself who feels good life. His grandchildren will also have to feel good life as he and Belva now.

Ever since they were home, Belva has been putting on a pouty face. Not sincere if Gilang returns to Surabaya. Not even one hand is allowed to escape from Belva's hand.

So along the way, Gilang drove with only one hand.

"Don't pout that, dong, honey. Brother, right, to Jakarta to work."

"What other me, anyway, until I am not willing to stay away from Kak Gilang? I think last night I was fine-fine away from my brother."

"Silver went to the shaman this morning."

"Really?" Belva was surprised by Gilang's reply.

Gilang laughed a little at Belva who was seriously responding to Gilang's words. "Yes not it. Today still believe in shamans?"

"I think it's really useful."

"Without like that you're in love with your sister, right?"

"Yes." Yeah." Belva agreed without much ado.

Gilang's thumb rubbed Belva's fingers. It felt warm grip and swab it in Belva's hand.

"You calm down, honey. My sister's house is no longer in Jakarta. But it's right here. So you're gonna come back here, to our house. You're sister's house now, honey. We are patient for our marriage test this time, yes. Distance and time won't erase our love and long for us."

"Look your eyes, watch your heart. Don't forget to keep calling me if you're not busy!"

"Surely, dear."

Gilang sidelined his car, making Belva wonder why Gilang had to stop the car?

"Kok, stop?" asked Belva who was replied with a meaningful smile.

"Kiss here! Later at Papa's house we can't kiss anymore."

"Ih, bawdy om-om."

"But you like it too, don't you, honey, when you kiss?"

Belva did not answer. But his lips were unable to hold a smile. The hue on his cheek could not lie if what Gilang said was true.

Without buying time, Gilang immediately cupped both cheeks Belva, then kissed the lips Belva with sticky, soft and warm.

Belva's eyes closed enjoying the soft lips Gilang on his lips.

A warm kiss, which Belva will miss for the next few days. Until Gilang returned to Surabaya.

One minute they both kissed. Belva immediately broke away. Realize that they are not in a house that clearly has privacy.

"Fear of being raided" said Belva who actually made Gilang laugh loudly.

But what Belva said has a point, too. If their car stops too long, it will certainly invite people who see it.

It is better Gilang immediately run his car before he let go of acting any further. Though want to any extent also can not get to the stage "it" because Belva still get monthly guests.

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"Ciyeee... Baikan nih yeee."

"What, the hell, Ma?"

"Paaa... Our son is like a real kasmaran."

"Ma... Okay, dong. Kan, I'm embarrassed." Belva covered her face with both hands.

While Vita and Darmawan who saw it could not help their laughter.

"Today who, yes, Ma, was crying for divorce?"

"Ah, Papa's following."

Vita and Darmawan laughed again. Of course they are very happy to see Belva and Gilang who have made up. Even without hesitation showed their affection in front of Vita and Darmawan.

When saying goodbye, Belva was no longer awkward to kiss Gilang's hand. Gilang without hesitation kissed Belva's forehead and hugged her for a moment.

The exams will not stop here. But at least, one by one the tests they were able to pass together, without any words spoken.

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The girl who has the status of Gilang's wife has been the center of attention since the first time she entered the campus. Since the introduction period, many have begun to glance at the sweet girl of Dutch Javanese blood.

It's good to cross the ketar-ketir. His wife had perfect beauty in the eyes of men.

White skin, pointed nose, thin lips, well-proportioned body. It is owned by Belva Inara.

To be honest, two months he was in college, there were some men who contacted Belva and expressed his feelings.

Not just from the same school. Not a few other faculty came close to Belva. Either one class, or a level brother.

"Wanna go home, Bel?"

"Ah, yes. Go home."

Belva bowed politely to Arkan who turned out to be one of the young lecturers in the law faculty. Belva only found out after she asked Rania about it earlier.

"Where do you live now, Bel?"

"In the Jewel, sir."

"Call brother only. I'm not your teacher."

"Later if it's already the fourth semester also be a student Pak Arkan."

"Now just be more of a student, Bel?"

"meaning?"

"Ah, forget! Be careful on the road, yeah."

Belva nodded stiffly. "Yes, sir."

The two of them left the place where they were chatting. Belva to the public parking lot. And Arkan to the lecturer's parking lot.

Arriving at the parking lot, Belva saw Vishnu standing and leaning on his car.

There really is no problem between them. Only Belva was embarrassed yesterday had to borrow his jacket because of it.

And how's that jacket? Belva hasn't seen her since she changed clothes yesterday. Where is that jacket?

"Hi, Brother." Belva ventured to greet Vishnu.

Vishnu only smiled briefly in return.

"Thank you for yesterday. Sorry to bother Vishnu. For his jacket _"

"Dispose only! Such cheap jackets don't need to be kept."

"I mean_"

Not yet Belva continued his words, the phone in his hand rang.

There is a name Gilang who became his caller.

"Hello, sister," said Belva after picking up the phone.

"Don't talk to that guy, Bel!"

Gilang's spontaneous speech made Belva turn to the right and to the left quickly. There is no Gilang indeed. But Belva searches for who looks suspicious and becomes Gilang's spy.

"So, it's not funny!" Belva immediately moved away from Vishnu and got into his own car. "It's not fair to me. Brother can tell people to spy on me. While I can't like that to Kak Gilang. I don't know Gilang Sis there why, who, meet girls what? Why, the hell, can't you trust me, brother?"

"I don't trust you, Bel_"

"No! My sister doesn't believe me. The proof is that my brother used to pay people to spy on me. Whatever brother wants to do, what will I do! Want me to quit college? Okay. I'm akain. Pleased!"

Belva turned off his phone and threw his phone away until he could no longer see where it was.

If Gilang is love, Belva thinks this is outrageous. As much as anyone's love, it wouldn't be up to spying like this.

Belva probably forgot that her husband was almost three-headed. As for him, nineteen years had not even been even.

Gilang is getting older, while Belva is getting worse.

And Gilang was certainly afraid that Belva would glance at other men who were younger and more handsome than Gilang himself.

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If Wednesday gini sober yes, because every Wednesday I have to go to the hospital so busy for sure. had written only potluck in the head aja important update.