
The party continues with the entertainment of several top singers who take turns taking to the stage.
Sheila and Marchel were still greeting some of the guests who had come to congratulate them. Sheila's face began to look tired after a few hours of standing up. His radiant face had already started to pale. Several times the woman was even seen rubbing her face.
"You're tired, huh?" Marchel held his wife's hand.
"Little bit. My feet hurt."
"Then sit down, or take off your shoes."
It seems like the party will not pass quickly. Guests still seemed to fill the room. And become increasingly boisterous during the doorprize drawing session. They were so eager to know who would be lucky that night.
It's not just Sheila. Little Michella was already looking sleepy. The little girl approached the father who was sitting together with his mother.
"Dad, go home." The little girl yawned, indicating she was tired and sleepy.
Marchel carried Chella onto her lap, rubbing her little girl's back. Something he has done a lot since. "In a moment, yeah... Or want to go home with Oma first? Dad will be home with you."
"don't want. Go home with Daddy Mother..."
"Yes have been waiting for a while, yes" he said followed by a nod by Chella.
"Mother, Mommy will come home to my father's house too, right?" Little Chella wanted to make sure that the mother would come back to her father's house, considering that the past month she had been staying at her parents' house in turn. The innocent girl wanted to be with both her parents like when she was hospitalized.
"Yes. Mommy will also go home to my father."
Chella came down from her father's lap and jumped in joy. Marchel who was very strict guarding her little daughter was made anxious not because of. Chella is not allowed to over-act. Tired just a little bit his breath will feel tight. Marchel immediately grabbed Chella's body and sat her in the middle.
"Aren't we going to stay at the hotel tonight?" marchel whispered in Sheila's ear.
"At the hotel? No need. What about Chella if we stay at the hotel?"
"Chella's coming home with mom."
"If Chella cries how?"
Marchel took a long breath. If they stay at home certainly will not be alone with the wife. Because Chella will definitely be present among them.
"I'm going to persuade Chella to go home with mom. So tonight we will stay at the hotel" Marchel said with a creepy grin for Sheila. The woman could already guess what her husband meant and purpose was.
"Try it if you can. Chella won't."
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The festive party is over. A truly happy night where thousands of people have prayed for the happiness of the couple. It was like a dream for a girl who was once geeky like Sheila to get this much happiness. That the marriage he dreamed of was realized with someone he loved. Marchel was everything to him.
And for Marchel, his wait for four years was not in vain. It all paid off perfectly that night. Having Sheila is an infinite happiness.
With a flat face, Marchel rode in a car parked in front of the building, in contrast to Sheila who had been smiling happily ever since. Even Chella never stayed away from them. The plan to spend the night alone with the wife seems to be failing, because Michella does not want to be away from them.
Surrendering, Marchel finally agreed to go home alone. Though there is already a hotel room decorated as romantic as possible to spend the second night.
They arrived home.
Sheila looked at the building with teary eyes. Remembering the first time he set foot in the house, when he was greeted with a look of hatred by the in-laws. Marchel wrapped her hands around his wife's shoulders, with her charming smile. The man guessed what his wife was thinking.
"We're going to start all over again. In this house, we'll make new memories."
Still in a bathrobe, Sheila stood in front of the closet. It was just about to change clothes, when the figure of a burly hand coiled around its stomach. His body suddenly trembled violently as Marchel's breath swept over his earlobe.
"Sister Marchel... I-I haven't finished changing clothes yet." he said stammering.
"what to change clothes for? Later also released," he whispered to make the fur Iuk Sheila felt creepy.
Marchel turned Sheila's body so that now faced her. There was a loving gaze there, making the two so swept away.
Without waiting any longer, Marchel carried his wife, and laid her on the bed. Caressing the face that to her had that perfect beauty. One kiss dear landed smoothly on the forehead. Deep and long, a kiss that can drain all his feelings of love. Sheila was only able to close her eyes, and the white shirt Marchel was wearing was so nervous.
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After a while Marchel released her lips which fused with Sheila's forehead. Look deeply into those beautiful eyes.
"Will you start all over with me tonight?" ask Marchel. Sheila's face was embarrassed.
"I'm..."
"Not answer. I know you're embarrassed, right."
Sheila nodded slowly, but the caress of Marchel's hand playing on her face made even more trembling. The man was just about to begin to kiss his wife's lips when the sound of knocking on the door was accompanied by the call of father and mother while sobbing. It looks like the little one woke up from his sleep, thus making the important activities stop. Sheila immediately restrained Marchel, with a faint smile.
The two men looked towards the door.
"Sister Marchel, it's Chella. She must be afraid to sleep alone."
"Oh my goodness..." Marchel was starting to get frustrated.
"Dad... Mother..." There was another voice calling, so Sheila immediately pushed Marchel. Get out of bed and open the door.
"Chella why, honey?" crouching in front of the little girl.
"Chella's afraid to sleep alone, Mother!"
"Same father Mother accompany in Chella's room ya..." Marchel immediately carried Chella to her room right next to theirs, followed by Sheila trailing behind Marchel.
Finally that night, they accompanied the little guy in his room. Marchel rubbed the little girl's back to sleep.
"Prepare, after it's your turn," he said as he kissed the back of his wife's hand. "I went to the room first. Make sure Chella really sleeps well first huh..."
Marchel had gone back to the room first. Sheila is still with Chella. He still clasped his mother's hand, indicating that the little girl had not slept well.
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