NOT AN ORDINARY SON-IN-LAW
CHAPTER 31. ASHADIYA SECRET

Maghala waited for Asha to raise her head. He was confused whether this woman was in pain because her wrist still looked swollen.

"Asha!" call Ghala soft, pat her knees softly.

Ashadiya flinched, returning to a quiet mode before starting to establish communication with Maghala.

"Geez!" say Maghala, repeating the call while touching Asha's chin to hold her head up.

The bright blackish-eye bead is in contact with the owner of the eagle retina. Ghala gave a sweet, thin smile. "Why the hell?" ask the handsome man.

Ghala pulled Asha's wheelchair closer, clutching her left hand to make her comfortable when she spoke.

The action of Maghala actually makes the heartbeat of Asha increasingly fast. He's getting rowdy. "Ehm, a-I," said Asha hesitantly, while Ghala's gaze grew more intense.

Waiting for Ashadiya to talk is like queuing when the market operation of cheap oil prices or sales in the mall. Longtime.

Maghala sakha, thrusting food in small portions into the front of Asha's mouth. He wants his woman to be comfortable when talking without coercion even though in the heart of impatience.

Asha hesitated, though she eventually opened her mouth as Ghala hung a spoon filled with salad in the air. He then lowered back.

"Take it easy, your husband has a patient factory bin sabaaaaaar. Not going to run out because it continues to produce, waiting for you to say complete it ngalahin queue boy if you want to ride odong-odong. Not waiting for fear of crying, waiting even hungry. Eat first, honey, when your vocal cords need a caress of food," Ghala said long, unknowingly calling the affection he had been holding if Asha was conscious.

"Gee!" muttered Asha, at once looking back. The mouth stopped chewing, the narrow eyes blinked with the head slightly tilted, the ears were not mistaken earlier, thought the girl.

Deghs.

Deghs.

Deghs.

Maghala got up, turned her back to Asha while scooping a rough face, she let loosely called out the word dear.

A handsome man's chest rumbled, Ghala stroked softly with her right hand as she stood aside but her lips flashed a smile.

Really being on Asha's side lately made her heart health a little problematic. He sat back down and put food in his mouth.

"Gha la, know where the cockroaches come from? did you read my journal?" asked Ashadiya, shriveled and bowed deeply.

Ghala lifted the salad back to Asha's mouth, and wanted to see the hue of his wife's face later. "Open, aaaa," Maghala said.

Asha was forced to follow the will of the man on the side. The hull is asking to be filled because it is too long empty.

"Honestly, right? your writing is good to read until you do not feel open the page. Um, I'm sorry, let go of something I shouldn't have known and done" Ghala regretted, putting a spoon on the table. His left hand held Asha's fingers.

Ashadiya was no longer able to even intend to raise his head. She's too embarrassed to read all the personal stuff in her journal.

Body size, likes, even crazy ideas for the concept of a painting. The worst is that Asha writes about something that she feels if after menstruation or before the coming month.

A vulgar desire, the imagination of a plain girl who is new to the tools and reproductive system. Even Asha wrote an educational site link to the problem.

"The good side is a lot, Humaira. I know your wish. Later we practice yes if the baby adek can be seen," kekeh Maghala. Unbeknownst to Asha, Ghala slid a leg to press the lever to lock the wheelchair's manual. (🤭)

"Ughhh!" annoyed Asha, pressed hard on the wheelchair button which he thought had broken.

Maghala laughed crisply, seeing Asha's innocence and shyness. He then got up, grabbed the tiny body that was as strong as it was holding that shame. Hold her up and sit back on the couch. Asha, now in Maghala's lap.

Asha made a revolt, she really wanted to avoid Ghala.

"Diem, eat my new omelette first .. I don't want to disturb him until he's born, okay? you can calmly take care of the baby in your womb" Ghala said, hugging Asha to calm her down.

"Because it's not your baby?" asha's great-grandson was still lowered.

Maghala kissed Asha's forehead. "Yes, I welcome him at birth. Asha, I don't want to increase your burden with the barrage of obligations of a wife. Your legs have not recovered properly, it is difficult for pregnant women if the gestational age has enlarged ... um, after all, are you also able to hold my body weight later?" gelak Ghala again, making Asha's guts increasingly shrivel and pinch her husband's arm.

"No. I know your heart is not ready, we do everything as a halal couple if the conditions are perfect. I asked for your pleasure, how?" ghala continued, tucking her hair behind Ashadiya's ears.

The woman turned her head, the distance between the faces that was only a few inches made Asha able to smell the scent of Maghala's mouth. Asha's eyes found sincerity there, she nodded slowly.

The two bring their heads closer together. Ghala held her body in her lap, pressed her nose and lips against Asha's cheeks, while the girl returned the husband's arms tightly.

"Am I starting to be your queen, Ghala?"

The two then spend time with each other open mumpung Adhisty and Alka busy by stock affairs. Maghala invites Asha to be honest with every desire because she is afraid of misinterpretation of some things later on.

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The next day.

Alka seems to be preparing early, even Adhisty has gone after dawn somewhere. What is clear, today is the sale of Alka shares.

Maghala is still discussing with Hilmi continuing talks last night about a direct offer plan to Adhisty. Hilmi said Maghala's idea was welcomed by Cyra's great mistress and the two agreed to meet today.

"Don't forget, video. I'd like to see Alka sign the stock purchase you've bought" said Ghala, standing on the balcony because Cyra's family didn't eat breakfast this morning. Maghala sees Alka's car starting to leave the Mansion.

"good. I've been waiting for Madame Adhisty on set, young master," Hilmi replied at the end of the call.

"Thanks, Kerry. I trust you" Ghala said.

Yesterday, after Asha went to sleep, Maghala requested that Janu open access for his assets from his late father in order to buy Alka shares today. The transfer of funds into Hilmi's account so that the transaction is not suspected Adhisty.

Initially Janu asks Huda to take care of the documents but Maghala refuses and he has asked Gani to carry out the task.

He also contacted Gani, Mada's assistant to help this time. When the grandfather asked for a reason why Huda was not involved, Ghala replied that he did not know, just following his conscience.

Maghala widened his gaze into the morning air. Breathing out long breaths hoping God is on his side this time.

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