She's my Ex-husband
DMS 60'S

Elgar was so outrageous, that Mila had no face in front of MUA. It could be that the man left a kissmark on his neck until two people MUA who were crying over him could not help but laugh. Surely they think the two are the same kebelet. Steal time to do the first night before nightfall. Oh, my God, that's a shame.

Luckily the red mark could be disguised with make up, otherwise Mila would be embarrassed in front of all the guests.

Like kings and queens, Mila and Elgar look very compatible with each other. Mila is so beautiful in a white dress by an ex-Elgar. As for Elgar, the man was very handsome with a black tuxedo. Saga, don't forget the boy, he's sitting in a dress suit in line with his papa.

Elgar was envious throughout the show, how not, everyone instead praised him, but instead praised Saga. It seemed like he had already lost the competition with his son. Tonight, it wasn't Elgar who was the star, it was Saga. Lots of people asked to take pictures with him, not only because he was handsome, but also very adorable.

"Saga sleepy?" elgar asked that. Unfortunately, the boy always answered with a slab. Though he hopes Saga sleep soon and do not interfere with his first night later.

Because the invited guests were so many, the event lasted until midnight. Until finally Saga was unable to survive. The boy complained of sleepiness and was eventually brought into the room by Ms Rahmi. Tonight, the entire Mila and Elgar nuclear families stayed at the hotel where the event was held. This hotel belongs to SE Corp, so there is no need to spend money to stay there.

Salsa and Ben, both of whom were forced not to come. Only send gifts because they are in Singapore. Mr. Rendra is critical.

Mila first entered the room after the event was over because Elgar was still chatting with a fairly important business partner.

Mila smiled looking at the amazingly beautiful and fragrant bridal room. This was indeed the second time he had been married, but back then, there was no event like this, nor was there a bridal room. But suddenly he shuddered in horror as he recalled his first night with Elgar. The bottom line was painful to remember that night. Already feeling sick because of the torn hymen, Elgar still beat him until morning. I hope it doesn't happen again tonight. His bones have been crushed due to a series of events today, lest Elgar make it crumble again.

Mila took off the dress that felt heavy. Let her just fall to the floor and leave her for the bathroom. His body feels sticky all, it feels like to soak warm water to reduce soreness.

Elgar curses Pas Gatot, his current interlocutor. But of course only in the heart. Even though the same man, do not know that now he is impatient to want the first night soon?

"Gosh, it doesn't feel like it's really night." Gatot saw his watch. "It's lonely, it's all home." He looked around the workers who were in order. "I'm sorry Mr. Elgar, when I talk about a new project, I like to forget the time like this. Sorry to be late for her first night." The man who was immediately greeted with laughter was forced by Elgar.

After the departure of Mr. Gatot, rush Elgar to his bridal room. Along the way he smiled, at least the little security guard was asleep, so no one would disturb him iftar. Her current shadow, Mila was already waiting for her in the room with sexy lingerie. In the past, every time he would come to Mila's apartment, he had always obligated the woman to greet him in lingerie. Hopefully this time, his wife is sensitive and still remembers all her favorite.

Elgar entered the room with a pounding heart. Unlike her expectations, Mila did not see her in the room. There is only a wedding dress on the floor. Elgar gave a smile, he was sure the owner of the dress was in the bathroom.

Elgar took off his coat and threw it at him. Without knocking, he went straight into the bathroom. There was no sound of water gurgling or anything, it turned out that Mila was soaking. Elgar swallowed his saliva with difficulty, his jakun moved up and down looking at a smooth body without a thread was in the bathtup.

Elgar smiled at Mila sleeping in the bathtup. Maybe he was so tired that he fell asleep. He leaned over, peeked at Mila's forehead and slipped his hands behind Mila's back and knees.

Mila who was shocked as well as feeling cold immediately woke up.

"El," he murmured while looking around. He was still confused because his life had just been collected.

"It can usually be a bath to fall asleep."

Mila just remembered that she was soaking. His mouth suddenly gaping realized that he was currently not wearing anything.

"Why?"

Mila slipped her face in Elgar's chest in shame. His heart is pounding at the moment, I hope Elgar doesn't hear.

Elgar smiled at Mila's embarrassed behavior. In the past, both of them were used to appearing without a thread. Elgar lifts Mila out of the bathroom, towards the bed. His desire rose to the top of the gray hair staring at the plain body that was currently in his trunk.

Like Mila's pinta, Elgar sat Mila in a sofa. Quickly he picked up the pajama towel and then slammed it on. Elgar's blood boiled every time his skin came into contact with Mila's skin. But the hot feeling was trying to hold him in mind Mila who looked very tired. It seemed like he had to soak in cold water after this. How could she ask for her right when Mila was tired like this.

It was fortunate that Mila was wearing a head covering, so her hair was not wet at all.

"What a big fat, huh?" Elgar sat next to Mila, taking off one by one the buttons of a shirt with his arms wet.

"Yes." Yeah." Mila answered while helping Elgar remove the shirt. Elgar's blood rippled as Mila's fine fingers touched her skin.

Hold El, hold. Tega you took Mila in a fight when she was tired like now. Just take a shower until you fall asleep.

"Change the shirt there, let it not be cold, it's out of bed."

Mila couldn't believe hearing Elgar tell her to sleep. Even though this afternoon had really raved, uh.pas already had a moment, even told to sleep.

"Cock-awkwardly?" Elgar pulls a puffy nose Mila.

"Hehehe..." Mila could only laugh absurdly. He seems to be hoping too much.

"I'm gonna take a shower, sultry. You sleep first."

Elgar moved from his seat, leaving Mila still unmoved in place. Mila sighed as soon as Elgar entered the bathroom. His shadow about the first night full of drama again and again like that time, apparently not the case. But why, it feels like he's not willing to be told to sleep first.

Ahhh, what the hell is Mila, even you who really care gini. Elgar says sleep, sleep, protest and say no.

With a feeling of annoyance, disappointment and others, he walked towards the place where he put the suitcase. Opened it lazily and.huft, he let out a rough breath. Why exactly is the dress in front of him now. The clothes are less soft pink color that he deliberately bought for the first night. Yesterday he deliberately put the top because he thought, that's what is needed most. Turns out, he had to tuck that thing in the bottom pile right now. Take a sleeping pajama picture of hello kitty then put it on.

Mila stared at the red rose petals on the bed as if to mock her. Plunged his body into the bed until the rose petals splattered incoherently.

It was heavy sleepiness to sleep, but now his eyes are bright, far from the word drowsiness.

Chequelek

As soon as the bathroom door opened, Mila quickly closed the eyes of the sleeping temple. The smell of soap disturbs his smell. It was a shadow of how fresh Elgar's skin was today.

Mila opened her eyes slightly, peeking at Elgar who was only wearing a towel wrapped around her waist. Her athletic body that was wet made Mila swallow. If only the burly and fragrant body had confined it at this moment. Jeez, Mila's body is suddenly hot cold.

"Not slept?" Mila closed her eyes to make Elgar unsuspecting.

"I know you're nervous."

Ish is caught, so embarrassing. Slowly Mila pulled the bolster to hide her face.