Mr. Kades' Secret Wife
CHAPTER 39. Love Dawn

#Gea

"Dad?"

I was asleep in bed hugging Gibran, before a whisper rang out in my ear that made me open my eyes slowly.

It feels like my life has not been collected perfectly, how do I not know what time it is, I just mumble and open my eyes, and the main suspect is Mas Ozan.

"Dec, wake up at dawn" whispered Mas Ozan back.

My eyes that had been closed again forced to open, I looked at Mas Ozan's face and took a sitting position.

"What time is it, Mas?" my question is this my life is still floating somewhere well, still mengambang that.

Never mind, you are forced to wake up but feed his life it can be hours and it's like you eat Indomie but fit out eat bakwan se basin, eneg that.

"Change the same Mak, ngajakin we pray in congregational dawn, there wash the same face take ablution water first," replied Mas Ozan.

According to ajalah, let it be done quickly and sleep again, I got out of bed, but as I stood up Mas Ozan pulled my hand which made me fall into his arms.

Okay this time my eyes are open perfectly, Ouh Assalamualaikum Imamku, still dawn is dazzling, directly jreng nih eyes.

Like the word well, Mas Ozan is too bitcoin for me who coins Timezone, oh God he's my husband is not it? The sky and the earth.

"Later on" whispered Mas Ozan again.

I looked at her face and whispered. "Why?"

"Kiss first" replied Mas Ozan again whispering.

For what reason we both chat like fugitive whispers gini, but for whatever sound Mas Ozan wants to like a rat sprains somay still a sexy.

"Abah, you see," I replied, trying to refuse and leaving again.

But it failed again because of Mas Ozan, again pulled my hand which made me this time directly in his carrier.

I am now carried by a koala-style baby Mas Ozan, with my legs reflexively hugging the waist of Mas Ozan.

"Kiss first" Ozan whispered so fondly.

"So, you don't want to?"

I give up, you know, he's my husband too, I close my face to Mas Ozan's face, almost the process of collision between two chewy objects a couple of husband and wife happened before.

"Zan, Gea, are you done, son? I have finished this Azan," replied Mak who was in the doorway with his face.

Holy hooch! PERGOKIN GIBRAN IS NOT, PERGOKIN MAK ITSELF, nih shy to the crown of Allah.

Shame, I'm ashamed!

Ozan immediately took off his arms and smiled clumsyly, tomorrow I will lock the door of the room, because it is very privacy for us.

Or I mean Mas Ozan just make it back to the village so I'm not tempted to continue, uh besides that there is Gibran right.

Why our UWU SCENES are always hindered Here's a look, so much more than the Korean drama She Was Pretty.

My love for Mas Ozan if not the plot twist well caught.

Mak came out of the room after closing the door, maybe Mak had seen earlier, my cheeks were still reddened, Mas Ozan chuckled very small but crispy.

He rubbed my hair and swiped his nose into my nose. "Mas Wait outside yeah."

I nodded and rushed to the bathroom, how I did not melt, the clamps especially until the jump fell in love.

Still in the morning has been made this baper, like a husband like Mas Ozan was a thousand one if one thousand three was fried.

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