Destiny Son-in-law Wasted

Destiny Son-in-law Wasted
55 Visits Arman


Yoga and Bela let go of longing by making love that night, until both of them were tired and slept hugging each other. Unlike the previous, Bela is now more enjoying and very happy with her husband's treatment on her body.


Yoga closed his eyes, Bela was the same. But since he had slept first, he could not sleep. He tried to close his eyes, but still could not sleep.


Finally she opened her eyes, a breath from her husband right hitting her eyelids. She smiled, her hands touching the handsome face of her husband.


"I just realized that his face was very handsome." muttered Bela looked at the face in front of him.


"Since birth I have been handsome, only you are blind to see me when married first" said Yoga without opening his eyes.


Bela's cheeks flushed red from the embarrassment of her words at hearing her husband, she hid her face in Yoga's chest. He kept pinning his head making Yoga bristle back.


"Darling, quiet. Do you want me to execute you again?" tanya Yoga held his wife's head.


Bela was silent, she held back so that her husband did not ask to re-create with her. But at the bottom she felt the urge of something hard, Bela's body turned quickly evading her husband's attack later.


Regretting having awakened something that was already close to sleep. But in vain Bela dodged, Yoga pulled his body and turned it around. Staring at him was full of passion and bated breath.


"You know, once your body moves it will invite my gross motor nerves to exercise back with you. My endorphins go up when your body touches my skin, so don't dodge it again if I want you back" Yoga said.


Bela was silent, but then she smiled. She kissed her husband's lips quickly, making Yoga fixated. But he quickly returned his lips to the tiny object that was on the back of that sweet, seductive smile.


Bela's resignation to her husband to be touched again, making Yoga even more excited. Even though the sixteen hour trip on the plane was very tiring, but meeting his wife even making love to him made him excited and his fatigue disappeared instantly.


"I love you Arabela Salsabila Alfiansyah."


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Three days Yoga is in Indonesia and intends to return to Italy the next day with his wife. He intends to visit Arman in the prison where he is in prison.


Bela wanted to go with her to see Arman, but was forbidden by her husband.


"Why can't it?" ask Bela when she's having breakfast together.


"No dear, I want to talk to her alone" said Yoga.


"But I also want to know how things are going" said Bela trying to persuade her husband.


"No, I just want to talk to him. You're in a hotel or you're going for a walk to buy something before you leave for Italy tomorrow" Yoga said.


Bela took a deep breath, it seemed like her husband could not be denied or persuaded. He finally nodded.


"All right, oh yeah. I want one request, do you want to grant it?" ask Bela.


"What's that?" ask Yoga.


"Allow Almida's mother to Italy, let her accompany me there. So that I have friends to talk and talk to." said Bela.


Yoga stopped chewing on his sandwich bread, he looked at his wife who was begging him.


"I think about it later." replied Yoga.


"I seriously asked her to come with me, Yoga" Bela said again.


"I need his approval and also need the creation of his passport and visa. So wait a minute."


"That means you agreed to it?" ask Bela excitedly.


"Maybe."


Yoga was silent, he looked at his smiling wife happily. He smiled, then resumed his breakfast.


During the day, Yoga meets Jeffry and Stave. They discussed the next plan, Yoga gave freedom to both of his men whether to stay in Indonesia or return to Italy.


"I'm staying here, sir, because the restaurant is growing and there are a lot of fans" Stave said.


"Jeff?"


"I have to take care of two companies here sir, so it seems like I'm staying here for a while" Jeffry said.


"What is your job at the hospital?" ask Yoga.


"I think I'll retire, I'll be a doctor if you need me" Jeffry said.


"Yes, okay. It's up to you guys, tomorrow night I'm going back to Italy with my wife" Yoga said.


"May you always be happy sir, Miss Bela loves you" Stave said.


"Yes I know that, I love her too" Yoga said with a fluffy smile.


There was no expression, but Stave knew that his boss loved his wife very much. Although his words are also ordinary in saying love.


"Is everything finished, sir? Shinesuke." asked Stave.


"Had, he had already gathered with his ancestors." replied Yoga.


No more questions, they know for sure how the two ruthless mafia fight. Indeed, the possibility of Yoga losing and winning is balanced according to their estimates, but fortunately the mob boss who is feared it can beat the Yakuza group who are feared also in his country.


"Oh yeah, I'm going to see my in-laws in jail. Prepare what I asked Jeff for." Yoga told the surgeon.


"Stave prepared sir, not me. That I don't think I want to contradict my previous profession" Jeffry said.


"You've killed a lot of Jeff's men in a fight there, you forget that?" says Yoga.


"Hahah, if that one way I'm sorry sir. It felt too sadistic for me, different from fighting. Because there's a desire to win it." Jeff said with a small laugh.


"It's up to you, tonight I'll leave immediately" said Yoga.


Yoga left immediately after having a second conversation. He will go to the prison where Arman is in prison with all charges against his wife.


"I won't let you, Arman." murmured Yoga as the car left for the field to meet her in-laws.


The order he asked Jeff for was already in his car. That cold face looked forward, the gaze of a cold person who had been since earlier.


An hour drive, the car entered the parking area of the building. Yoga got out of the car and immediately met the officer, he had already found out when the time to visit the prisoner.


After approval and inspection from the prison staff, Yoga waited in the room where the visitors and prisoners were meeting.


Before long, Arman came with his hands in handcuffs. He stopped when he saw who was visiting him. She threw her face to the side but then she stared intently at her daughter-in-law.


"How are you doing, papa-in-law?"


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