Young Girl Wife CEO Duda
The Part 78

If usually Gilang who often looked at Belva who was asleep, now it was Belva's turn to look at Gilang who was sound asleep.

Her seven-month pregnancy made it difficult to fall asleep again when she woke up in the middle of the night.

Belva's wiggly fingers traverse every inch of Gilang's face. Her handsome husband looked calm and not disturbed at all.

Many people ask, why would Belva want to marry Gilang who is much older? Even out there are no less single men with virgin status that can be chosen by Belva.

Love is blind. Maybe that was the beginning that Belva felt when he first fell in love with Gilang pads who were still in palm duren status. Duda cool nest of money.

Wait, not the money that Belva considers. But Gilang's handsome face and sturdy body that made Belva fell in love at that time. Not even concerned with the status that Gilang has and also Gilang's past which can be said to be very bad.

Belva did recklessly in order to have Gilang until finally he managed to do it.

There were many surprises after the wedding. All sorts of exams about Gilang's past and others could pass Belva well until they were at this point now.

Now, if anyone asks why Belva chose Gilang, the answer is no longer love. But Belva saw what they did not see in Gilang.

"His eyes are sharp when they look at me again. Especially if you want to do it again. Make it melt," said Belva as her finger gently touched Gilang's closed eyes.

"This cheek is very smooth as a girl's cheek," he said again as his finger dropped to Gilang's cheek.

Belva's fingers turned to the lips. At that time also Belva's heart was racing. "This lips if nyium really tastes good. By the way, I am also very sweet. But if the other person judges for mercy."

"Is there anything missing from my face?"

Belva gasped to hear Gilang speak. His index finger was still perched sweetly on top of Gilang's nose.

"When did Mas Gilang wake up?"

"Since you started tracing one part of the face, Mas, baby."

"That means Mas Gilang heard everything I said earlier, dong?"

Gilang laughed a little. He heard everything. Heard every compliment Belva gave to every part of her face.

"What are your eyes now?" tanya Gilang who stared fixedly at Belva's face.

"You asked for that, anyway," replied Belva who had begun to memorize with all Gilang's attitudes.

"Here kiss. He said his lips are good when they're nyium again?"

"You don't want to be kissed." Belva evades by turning her face away as Gilang draws her lips closer to kiss Belva's lips.

"What is the interest, dong?"

"Eat me, Mas."

"Hungry?"

"People want to eat because they're hungry."

Gilang chuckled small. "okay-okay. What do you want to eat, baby?"

"There is an invitation, my. I think the kebab was two, right?"

He nodded his head and walked towards the pantry in their room in Turkey. Belva followed Gilang's steps from behind.

After the kebabs were warmed, Gilang presented them in front of Belva. Previously Gilang also had picked up almond milk for Belva.

Gilang's eyes were made unblinking looking at Belva's appearance. With his leisure he only wears lingerie with very thin materials.

Although it was also a shirt, but it did not cover the skin of Belva's body.

The protruding stomach makes Belva look many times more sexy in the eyes of Gilang.

Belva became more beautiful after bearing the fruit of their love. More mature, more enchanting, hotter when they chatter, and his tongue is more agile when speaking.

Especially in terms of refuting Gilang rules that Belva thinks are too overprotective.

"Na*suan! Why did Mas Gilang see me like that?" ask Belva who realized that since then Gilang continues to look at him. It was as if it wanted to pounce on Belva right then and there.

"That's what's below?"

"The signs are still normal, dear."

"believe. If it's not normal, it's not possible that the stomach could soar."

Gilang laughed loudly at Belva's words. Right, guys? His tongue was getting more and more agile.

"This over again, huh, honey? Want to be here, right? Find a new sensation." Gilang raises his eyebrows to seduce Belva. Maybe Belva wants to follow his wishes this time.

Belva downed the almond milk until it ran out. Kebab is not all spent because Gilang's face that teases him can not be taken for granted.

Moreover, the chest of the field and the stomach of the boxes were not covered by a shirt that was only worn without Gilang intend to attach the buttons.

With a slow step, Belva walked up to Gilang. A little teasing Gilang by touching his right shoulder, then dragging his finger along towards Gilang's left shoulder.

"Okay, honey. Why not? Let's play" whispered Belva who made Gilang immediately bring Belva's body to sit on the dining table.

At midnight local Turkish time, Gilang and Belva did it again. Activities that will never get bored.

Completely on the dining table, then move to the front of the tv without Gilang releasing their union.

Belva was really made intoxicated by everything Gilang did.

Fortunately his son inside was strong and did not protest with contractions or others when his papa looked at him repeatedly and could possibly disturb him.

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The melodious chant of the holy verse of the Quran recited by someone awakens Viona who was originally asleep in her sleep.

He saw a wall clock that showed at half-five in the morning.

No need to ask again who chanted these verses. It was Risma, the mother of Amira.

Which every third of the night until sunrise never leaves the place of prayer.

Risma, a widow of one child who always wished for Amira to return to the right path.

No longer a woman of the night like she did all this time.

Risma was tired of advising. Through the path of heaven, Risma complained to his Lord that his only child would repent immediately.

Viona himself also forgot when the last time he prayed as a duty of a Muslim.

Let alone the prayer reading. Even Viona forgot to remember.

"Are you awake, Vi? Want to pray?"

"Eh?" Viona smiled awkwardly. Then rigidly Viona shook her head. "No, Mom."

Risma smiled gently. It didn't matter to him if Viona wasn't willing to return to prayer. Pray that Viona will soon be moved to repent as well.

"Be patient and pray as a helper. Whatever your circumstances, no matter how hard your life, no matter how ruined your life, never leave prayer. Slowly get back on the right track, yes, Viona. I know you're a good boy. Regina also needs a good mother because mother is the first school for her children."

Viona nodded stiffly. In his mind, out of nowhere he had to start fixing this unguided life.

"Will be able to talk to mom if there's anything you want to tell me."

"Yes, Mom."

What happened in Viona's life was so slapping her that she was at this point.

The point where he started to feel tired and gave up was that he thought of seeking peace of life.

And the chanting of the verse recited by Risma, had unknowingly knocked on the door of her heart.

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