Princess Alesya And The Possessive Daddy
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All wonder. Breakfast was served at the table but the kitchen queen was not there. Jason grabbed the note that was on top of the fruit basket. "Mother is on the road. You guys have your own breakfast. Love you." - Love you." Jason read the beautiful writing that was on that piece of paper. "Not told you where it went?" Riza's question was only answered by her son. "Where's Mom?" Juma started whining to meet his mother. "You guys have breakfast first. I'm looking for Mom." Answer Riza. "Juma's coming along." Said the handsome boy immediately rejected his father. "You searched Za's garden. Probably there." Papa. "Yes Pa." The answer rushed away.
Riza searched his wife around the estate and tried to contact the woman many times but there was no answer. "You go where the hell the Dek is." He murmured while still searching. He went down the path again to surround the Villa hoping to meet his wife.
On the other hand Jihan had just arrived at the market which was about ten kilometers away from the villa. He parked his bike and went to the market. The eyes of the beautiful woman were scouring around to look for interesting things. Jihan approached several food vendors lined up. "This is what Mom?" Ask. "Boiled barley. It tastes sweet. Wanna?" Answer Mother Mother Seller. Jihan nodded then bought three ties.
Everyone was waiting for Jihan anxiously. Almost 10 but the woman has not shown any sign of going home. Riza and her son went back and forth in and out of the house. "Mother." Said Juma immediately hugging Jihan who had just entered the courtyard while guiding her bicycle. "Where are you going Dek. The phone didn't pick up." Riza hugged his wife. "From market. Let's go in." Answer Jihan. Riza sighed hearing his wife's so relaxed reply. "Mas worried Deck." He still hugged the woman.
"Sir." Riza approached his soaking wife. "What's wrong?" Ask the woman in the same position. "Dek Mas apologizes for not being able to satisfy you. I've tried this drink and seek treatment too but there is no result." Answer Riza lirih. He was so tormented when he asked his wife to have a relationship but he also ended it with disappointment. Riza could only last a few minutes or even have to go out first before unification. "Say you'd like to try your friend's recommendation." Jihan looked at her husband for an explanation. "Two times the result is the same." Riza complained. "In the pain first. The patient. Who knows if this one fits." Jihan tried to support her husband. "I'm disappointed you keep." Lirih Riza while looking down could not see his wife's face. "Not to think about it." The answer was to calm the husband.
The night rains so heavy accompanied by wind and lightning flashes. Riza closed the bedroom curtains and turned off the lights and went back to the bed hugging his wife. They were sleeping with Juma. But Riza moved the boy to her own room when he fell asleep. "You're more likely to wear a negligee now Dek. Not shy?" Riza asked because his wife was often out with a simple negligee and a headscarf. "Then why?" Jihan looked up at her husband. "And it's cheap. You bought it at the market again. Successful entrepreneurs wear clothes from the market." Answer Riza. "Ngapain shame. The negligee is comfortable, good to wear. Buying on the market is no problem either. I'm not ashamed at all. The shy one uses luxury goods but the results of gush, nipu, hijem and KW goods or goods resulting from so sugar baby." Riza hugged her palace even tighter. "Something like that?" Jihan nodded. "There's plenty. I just confiscated assets from the manager because it was found corrupt to obey his wife's hedon life. Also again said Jalwa many students who become savings people so they can buy luxury goods. Mouthed." Said Jihan while sighing. "Aren't you, Mas?" Ask. "What's how?" Riza asked quickly. "You don't have a Baby sugar, do you?" The man looked at his wife with annoyance. Her love all this time was only for one's wife what Jihan hadn't seen. Besides, he is also fit to pay for Baby sugar from where? "The love is just like you Dek. Astagfirullah. After all who wants to be the same Mas that fit pasan and old like this. You who have never asked for income Mas just enough not excessive let alone have a sugar baby that many want." Answer Riza. "Yes, I just asked. The sugar baby is not always paid using money and goods, use the value can." Riza clucked at the words of his wife. "Don't you believe the same?" Ask seriously. "Believe." Answer Jihan quickly. "When you believe why ask that?" Jihan didn't answer turning her back on her husband. "I was just asking. Fad questions and not serious, different from you who immediately accused me of cheating." Jihan answered, making Riza sigh because the old mistake was revealed again by the wife.