The Prisoner of Love the Mafia
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Elena started to wake up from her deep sleep. His two eyeballs he opened were slowly staring at the ceiling of his room. Elena frowned confusedly, it felt like she had fallen asleep in the husband's room, then, why was she currently in his room? Is he dreaming?

Elena closed her eyes again, then opened them again, pinching her right arm and it was very painful for her. Ok, it seems like this is not a dream for him.

Then Elena sat on the bed, her eyes began to look at the corner of her room, looking for the whereabouts of the husband. "Where is he? Why isn't it here?" Inner Elena wondered as she got down from the big bed.

Slowly, Elena began to move her legs towards the bathroom, hoping that her husband would be there. "Darling, are you inside?" Elena asked as she opened the bathroom door wide.

"Not here. Where'd he go?" He muttered again, his legs left the bathroom door and walked to the door of his room.

"Maybe he's downstairs, I'd better get off." He murmured again as he walked out of his room.

Elena started coming down the stairs one by one. The aunt who saw him smiled at Elena.

"Miss Elena is awake?" The aunt's question made Elena look straight at him.

"Not yet bi, this is my spirit searching for my husband's whereabouts." Elena made the aunt laugh.

"Non Elen could have."

"Aunty's questions are all there. Oh, did auntie see my husband?" Elena asked who got a nod of her head from the aunt.

"Where, bi?" Ask Elena again.

"Sir is in his study, non." Said the aunt kindly.

"alright. Thank you, bi. Oh yeah, bi. Please prepare dinner later, the menu prawns sauces paddocks yes, bi. Don't forget the lemon tea drink is really cool but, bi."

"Good, non. Execute." Serve the aunt with the spirit of four five.

"I'm going to my husband's office first. Remember my message, bi. Which is really asem. Ok." Said Elena before she stepped out her legs leaving the aunt who is now forming a hug o using her right hand.

"That's a damn thing. Tumben the non asked for a really cool. It seems like there's been something weird about Miss Elena lately." Inner aunt while staring at the departure of his master's wife.

***

Work Room.

"Darling, you still work?" Elena's question made Dav immediately turn his eyes to the wife.

"No, baby. It's just checking the emails my client sent me." Dav's voice is always soft and smooth.

"Have you woken up baby?" Dav asked, bringing his wife to sit on his lap.

"Do you think I'm awake?" Elena turned around while holding her hand around her husband's neck.

Dav chuckled softly, he briefly kissed the wife's lips and said. "It doesn't look like, because I saw you, you slept really well."

"Isa... Bummer. If I don't wake up, who is this? Is my spirit that?" Said Elena while pinching her husband's nose.

"I'm just kidding, baby." Dav again landed his kiss on the lips of the wife, then after that, he kissed the wife's forehead with a friendly.

"Tomorrow morning my personal doctor will come here." Dav's words made Elena immediately frown.

"Why did you call your pirbadian doctor? Are you sick, baby?" Elena asked while sticking the back of her hand on her husband's forehead.

"No, hon. I called him here on purpose, to check on you. Because Sam said you were like a pregnant woman, so he advised me to call my personal doctor here. Actually, I told Sam to get the doctor to come tonight, but the doctor is out of town." Dav said as he gently stroked the beautiful face of the wife.

Elena was silent for a moment, she was trying to remember when she had her monthly guests.

"Darling, why are you quiet?" Ask Dav softly.

"Ah no, dear. I'm just remembering my monthly guests. It seems like this month I have not yet received my monthly guests. Is it okay, I'm actually pregnant?" Elena said while showing her sweet smile.

"Are you sure, honey?" Ask Dav enthusiastically.

"That's sure." Answer Elena quickly.

"God.... I hope you are really pregnant, baby. I can't wait for our baby's presence." Dav said while giving some of his kisses on the wife's face. Even his hands now began to gently stroke the flattened wife's stomach.

Seriate.