The Trait of Love The Player
The Made In Dubai
"Why do you like throwing shoes in my face, Mine?" lamented Elvier.
Elvier's one hand just kept pressing the ice cubes on his bruised forehead and a little bump, but fortunately it did not leak.
While the perpetrator was still silent and sitting cross-legged on the bed, his two round black eyes stared intently at the victim.
"So, I'm just a backup?" cold ask Yasmine.
Elvier who had lowered his head earlier now raised his head, his two brown eyes to the ashes flashing rapidly at Yasmine's words.
Apparently the little girl misunderstood, it was fitting that the boots were floating on her forehead. Elvier sighed softly, the man got up after putting the ice cubes he had placed on his forehead.
Elvier slowly approached, his two long limbs further eroding the distance with Yasmine.
"Mine?" call gently.
Elvier chose to crouch down in front of his wife, his hands immediately grabbed Yasmine's palm and clasped her tightly.
"You are not a backup, but a choice God has given me. God knows my way of life, so he got rid of your two brothers and sent you to me" Elvier said slowly.
Slowly Yasmine's cold gaze dimmed, she returned Elvier's gaze no less deeply. Even Yasmine unconsciously squeezed her husband's hand.
"But you picked me after my two brothers sold-in,"
"Maybe God wants to give me a stronger, more powerful woman like you. You see for yourself how hard it is to live in these palaces and cities, right? God knows what's best for me, Mine." sidelines Elvier quickly.
The gazes of his two eyes looked solemn and impressed deeply, making Yasmine even more immersed in it.
"Is this sick?" ask Yasmine worried.
Yasmine's wistful gaze pointed at Elvier's slightly bumpy and flushed forehead. Her one hand that slipped from Elvier's grasp slowly touched her husband's forehead.
"Lumayan, it feels like when you threw me for the first time. Looks like I should be ready to accept a shoe throw at all times." chuckled Elvier, making Yasmine feel even more guilty.
Grep's!
Yasmine immediately hugged Elvier's body, she couldn't hide the guilt on her husband.
The girl did not care that her waist would hurt with her current embrace position. Fortunately, Elvier's body height is towering, otherwise Yasmine's body will be more and more bent when hugging her husband.
"Because I don't want you to like a sick man like me, I don't want to go later the person I like to cry for me." said Elvier softly impressed.
the man did not hesitate to reply to Yasmine's embrace, both dissolved in the taste that was on each other's chests, a sense of relief and happiness mixed into one.
Yasmine closed both eyes, her heart ached upon hearing Elvier's words. It turned out that behind the man's annoying attitude, Elvier kept many of his own wounds and injuries.
"I told you, you're not going anywhere. I'll hate you for life, if you give up." Yasmine muttered.
The girl untied their embrace, her hands cupping Elvier's soft jaws. Even Yasmine gave a light touch on both of her husband's cheeks.
"At least if you want to go, love Mami with Papi the grandson made in Dubai first, as much as possible. Because I don't want nyia nyiain seeds superior Daddy, surely they will be handsome like you El." god Yasmine, sound sadistic and sarcastic.
Her one hand was already creeping mischievously towards the neck, progressively extending to the shoulders and neck of the back of her husband.
Instead of being upset, Elvier just chuckled at Yasmine's blunt words. This girl is always what she is, speaking at will without the slightest burden.
"You want them here?" elvier asked as he gently stroked Yasmine's flat stomach.
"Hu'um, give me as many products made in Dubai as possible" whispered Yasmine right in front of Elvier's lips.
I don't know who will be more dominant, we will wait for the continuation.
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