Young Girl Wife CEO Duda
The Part 67

At eleven p.m., Gilang could no longer let his wife be in the middle of a party that would either be over at what time.

All guests are still engrossed in dancing with singers who have been paid to entertain guests.

Some have gone home, some have gone home.

Gilang did not care as long as there were families there. The most important thing is to bring Belva into the room and let Belva to rest.

His body is working a lot today. Especially with pregnancy entering the sixth month.

"There was still family, business associates, my friends, Mas Gilang's friends. We went to the room, did we, Mas?"

"Would you accompany them until morning, dear? Never mind. They know you're pregnant anyway, honey. Your body is too tired today."

Belva pursed her lips while removing some accessories that were on her head. Then she rubbed her hair and combed it slowly.

The dress he wore was then simply released in front of Gilang. Then with his leisure he again sat in front of the dressing table to remove the makeup on his face.

Gilang's head felt anxious to see the appearance of Belva this time. Almost without clothes. Only a triangular piece of cloth covers the core of Belva.

"Mas Gilang why?" asked Belva innocently. Either he was just pretending or he was not aware of what he was doing at the moment.

Gilang approached Belva. Hugging Belva from behind and rubbing the snore for the sake of his body. Belva laughed out loud. "Mas Gilang want to?"

"Why is wearing bargained for everything, anyway, dear? How could he possibly refuse? But today you're so tired, honey. I don't want to add to your fatigue. Kasian is also the baby if you're too tired."

"Hey, baby also wants to be visited by his papa," said Belva slowly. Holding down Gilang's hand that was almost up from his body.

Hearing him, Gilang immediately turned Belva's seat until now the two faced each other.

Gilang squatted in front of Belva until his face was aligned with Belva's enlarged stomach. Makes Belva look really sexy with that big belly.

The aura of pregnant women is second to none.

"Hey, baby. Bobok, yeah. Don't ask Papa to visit you, son. You and Mama are very tired today" said Gilang talking to his son who is still in Belva's stomach.

Belva laughed a little. "No, Papa. I miss Papa." Belva answered. Change their voice by imitating the voice of a child.

Gilang more and more dizzy made it. He believes it is not enough just once if he actually does it. Belva's body makes him opiate. Gilang can never stop when it touches Belva later.

"That's what I was thinking, Mom? Come on, I know you can't stand it, right, Mom?" Belva bit her lower lip with temptation.

Missed sense. No matter what else. His wish this time only entered Belva as fully as possible.

Hopefully after this Belva is fine and nothing happens to her fetus in there.

"I'm sorry, baby. Your mama was very seductive. Papa can't take it anymore" Gilang said before Gilang accelerated his movements. Make Belva incessantly mende*ah by mentioning the name Gilang many times.

Call it a name without the frills of "mas". Once it has made Gilang feel encouraged so it wants to touch Belva again and again.

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The dawn has passed. But the two men are still wandering in the dreamland. Adhan is not heard in their ears. The intense fatigue they felt made them fall asleep.

At ten in the morning Belva and Gilang were still asleep. Parents leave them without any intention of interrupting. Surely they understood the fatigue Belva and Gilang felt.

Belva was forced to open her eyes when she felt her bladder full.

Belva thinks he still has to adjust the light of the lamp. But it turned out to have come from the sun lighting in his room.

"What time, anyway?" he muttered slowly while checking his phone.

"Huh, ten o'clock? Which is really."

Both of Belva's legs came down from the bed. Then stand up and walk towards the window to open the curtain that covers it.

It did not matter that not a single piece of cloth was attached to his body at this moment.

It was noon apparently.

"Mas Gilang!!!"

"What, the hell, honey?" tanya Gilang was still with her hoarse voice.

"Udah noon. It's ten in the morning now."

"Yes, really, Yang. It's not dawn either."

"I'm hungry!" said Belva who immediately made Gilang open his eyes perfectly.

Gilang just remembered that Belva last ate yesterday before the event began. You should now eat again because the woman is very hungry since her pregnancy entered the second trimester.

"OKAY. What do you want to eat, honey?" With a sprightly Gilang holding his phone to order food through online.

"I want to eat liwet rice solo."

Gilang looked at Belva intently. "Don't tell me that we have to go solo too, honey," said Gilang began fretting.

"It doesn't have to be solo. Who said I want one in solo?"

Hearing him, Gilang could breathe a sigh of relief. At least he didn't have to go solo in this tired state. "Alhamdulillah. Yuk shower. After that we find a place that sells solo liwet rice around here."

"Eh, no, yeah! I don't want the same around here."

"Continue?"

"I want rice liwet solo sold in Bali."

"Rulvaaa..." Missed a long breath. "Not to be weird, yeah, honey. The food here doesn't go anywhere."

"Mas Gilang has no money to pay for us going to Bali? If you don't have one, I have one, Mom."

Belva's words made Gilang pat her on the forehead hard. "It's not about the money, honey. If only Bali existed. Traveling around the world also exists. The problem is that we are tired. You need a lot of rest after yesterday's tired like that."

Belva shook her head. "I don't feel the need to rest, my dear. Now Mas Gilang want to send or not? If you don't want me to go alone."

"Fine! We're going to Bali right now."

"No. Mas Gilang had to be like."

Once again Gilang could only exhale a long breath. "Ikhlas, really. My sincere, dear. Really."

"If sincere it does not need to be talked about. Kayak in Surat Al sincere that there is no sincere word in it."

"Where do you know that Mas is sincere what is not?"

"From Mas Gilang's way of speaking, dong. It looks so good if it's not sincere."

"What do you want, honey?"

"Ah, don't know, ah, Mas Gilang mah that. Really ngeselin. I don't want to eat now. Mas Gilang byebelin." Belva grumbled along picking up her clothes and getting into the bathroom.

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What is called happiness, not everyone likes the happiness that is owned by others.

Including with the happiness that Belva and Gilang have, there must be those who are not happy to see them happy. Rey is one of them.

And there are many others.

The woman just sat down while looking at the happy portrait of Gilang and Belva uploaded in social media.

Not just one media cover it. Even the class of national television channels also showed how magnificent the marriage of different age people.

Not not dislike. For that woman, Gilang was not her man. But he still had a little business with the man.

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