Sensational Husband
Hundred Ten
Azlan enters the room and puts Alexa's body into the bed. “Rest!”
“You told me to rest? I'm not sleepy.”
“Resting does not mean having to sleep. Your feet hurt, better get plenty of rest to heal quickly. I went.” Azlan turned back.
“Wait!” Alexa held Azlan's hand, making the man turn his head.
A moment Azlan looked at his hand held by Alexa, then he looked at Alexa. “What's up?”
“Where are you going?”
“Pick up the motor I left at the office.”
“Halah, call Arul and have him drive the bike to its origin. Whose motorcycle is it? You just call the name and full address, let Arul who delivered to his address.”
“How can? The key is with me.”
“Oh.. Yes already, tell Sunil nganterin the key to Arul. What's hard?”
Azlan gave a smile. He looked back at his hand that was still in the grasp of Alexa. Then he approached the woman, closing her knees to Alexa's knees. “So this means you're not letting me step away from you? You still miss me?”
Alexa chuckles. Then he stood up. “Don't go to pe de-an! So handsome, anyway?” Alexa draped her arms around Azlan's neck. Pasting the tip of his nose to Azlan's nose. Unite their foreheads. The breaths of the two exchanged. Fortunately, Alexa was wearing high heels, so it was not difficult for her to align her views. Azlan's body size is higher than Alexa's, and the high heels she wears are quite helpful.
Azlan smiled faintly. He placed it on Alexa's waist, then moved it all the way to her back.
“Some months I haven't seen you. You're evil!” alexa whispered with widened eyes.
Azlan was silent, just reply to Alexa's words with a shady look.
“You know why I'm always pissed at you? Why am I always mad at you?” whispered Alexa again.His palms rubbed Azlan's neck.
“Because we often disagree. That's what happened since the beginning.”
“Then?”
“Because you were created to make me agree with you. And you haven't done that.”
Azlan raised his chin as he felt the soft touch of Alexa's lips on his neck. Azlan threw Alexa's body into the bed. He followed.
***
Azlan exited the room while folding the ends of his hand-sleeved shirt. He crossed Weni who was gawking in the front room. “Why are you, Wen? Don't be dumb, later kesambet,” said Azlan while continuing to stretch.
“So handsome Young Master! Oops, if the appearance of Non Alexa says this can be hung on my chili tree nih.” Weni slapped her own mouth. “Mr, Miss Alexa where?”
Azlan who had arrived at the door was about to come out turned his head. “In room, why?”
“Weeh... In room?” Weni observed Azlan's appearance, her hair was still wet, it must have just been shampooed, as well as the shirt that had just been replaced. The man was clearly no longer wearing a courier shirt.
Azlan raised his chin.
“Ehehee... It's just, kok.” Weni turned back while talking to herself. “Young Master is waiting for newlyweds this afternoon ajep-ajepan. Gosh darn. When to marry?”
Azlan who heard Weni's comment passed without responding. Weni's mouth is indeed leaking, so it's no wonder that the talk is nyablak. Azlan called Sunil, took the driver out.
Sunil poked out from inside the house. “Young Master took me out?”
“Iya.”
“Good.” Sunil enters the parked car in front of the house, then approaches Azlan on the terrace. Azlan then got into the car.
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