Turns out my wife is a Millionaire
38. Cocktail

"Darling..honey!" Wake up!" Mr. Gustaf patted Sabrina on the cheek which was already sweating coldly.

Sabrina immediately opened her eyes and looked at the face of Mr. Gustaf who was hugging her.

"You're having a nightmare, baby." Mr. Gustaf tried to fix his sitting position and restrained Sabrina's head on the side of the bed.

"Astagfirefull!" Why is my dream so scary?" Sabrina.

"What are you dreaming, baby?" Ask Mr. Gustaf.

"If you have a nightmare, it doesn't need to be told to someone else even if it's her own husband. Because nightmares usually come from demons." Sabrina.

"This man forgets memory, but in every rule concerning his belief, he never forgets. Great." Mumbled Mr. Gustaf.

"Please help me wake up, baby!" I'm gonna pee. Please lead me to the bathroom!" Pinta Sabrina's.

"All right!" I'll carry you!" Mr. Gustaf helped Sabrina to get into the bathroom because Sabrina's road was still being shaken like a snail.

"Thin!" I'll wait for you outside." Said Mr. Gustaf.

"Please open my inner!" I'm hard to bend my body."

"Huhhh!" This is fucking people!" Why did you torture my soul. If you're my wife I've done it without you asking. I'm happy to see all the curves of your body up to yours.

But the thing is, we're just having a show, just as a couple of lies. I might take advantage of this opportunity.

Anytime you want to kiss me like something's blocking my body." Inner Lord Gustaf.

"Darling, why are you quiet?" I've been peeing." Gut Sabrina while pouting.

Mr. Gustaf took a gentle breath and closed his eyes while undressing Sabrina. Seeing Mr. Gustaf's behavior, Sabrina gave a smile because she managed to prank Mr. Gustaf who thought it was her husband.

After finishing her business, Sabrina asked Mr. Gustaf to bathe her.

"Darling!" it's late afternoon, please shower me!" Pinta Sabrina with her innocence.

"Damn!" Why is this girl getting me frustrated." Mumbles Mr. Gustaf while clenching his jaw until it hardens.

"Are you afraid of being lured?" Anyway I'm still in puerperium, it means you can't touch me except for the belly button up." Sabrina Temptation.

"No!" I'm a normal guy. I can be happy if I bathe you. Shower yourself as much as you can, baby!" Mr. Gustaf said and then came out of the bathroom upset.

"Do I have to marry her, so that I can marry her as I please." Said Mr. Gustaf.

"What's wrong with my husband?" Why is his behavior so strange?" What's wrong with bathing me, am I not his wife?"

What's more, I'm not strong enough to do anything on my own. Where there is a new person exhausted on the nafs* look at the property of the husband. You perverted husband. But her manner was funny as well when she was afraid of seeing my innocent body." Sabrina monologue.

Sabrina came out using a towel wrapped around her body to show the upper part of her chest and legs are slim and equipped with skin that is so smooth without blemish. And now he was drying his hair with a small towel while walking slowly in front of Mr. Gustaf.

Mr. Gustaf who was turning his back to himself staring at the window of the room immediately turned to hear the bathroom door closed slightly tight by Sabrina.

Mr. Gustaf was almost unsteady where he stood when he saw a very stunning scene offering himself to enjoy Sabrina's body with his eyes.

The synthetic body that appears more contained form fat between the cleavage of the breast buds that look sekang with two chunks under the hips looks tantalizing eyes that are currently looking wild without blinking.

"Where are you going, baby?" Sabrina asked who looked annoyed that Mr. Gustaf had not approached her at all.

That flat face again made her who looked haunted when she met someone else.

"Why my husband?" Usually his attitude is very romantic all day, why suddenly run away just avoid me." Sabrina's grumpy looks upset with her husband's actions.

Mr. Gustaf had run away with his luxury jaguar car to his company which he had long let his assistant take care of him since he was busy looking for his fiancee Sandrina.

The sturdy body of the athletic nan walked gallantly into the main door of the company in welcome to the staff who were about to return to their homes because it was five in the afternoon.

Kevin's assistant who saw his boss immediately woke up his boss's big chair and stood in front of the table ready to wait for the next order from Mr. Gustaf.

"Kevin!" Get my jet ready tomorrow. Because I want to visit Indonesia." Mr. Gustaf's decree made Kevin only gawk because he felt that the company owned by Mr. Gustaf had never established a cooperative relationship with any foreign party who knew Indonesia as an investment place.

"Are you on a business trip, Mr Gustaf ?" Ask Kevin.

"It depends on my opinion when I get there." Said Mr. Gustaf who wanted to find out for himself the company owned by Mr. Devendra.

"Okay, Mr. Gustaf!"

Kevin's assistant immediately contacted the airline for Mr Gustaf's runway to prepare the jet to make a fairly long flight.

"I must take Sabrina from her husband. I don't want to do any more theatrics. At once I wanted to get to know my wife's beliefs closely so that I could equal our beliefs even though I was an atheist." Said Mr. Gustaf excitedly.

"With Mr. Gustaf still here, you better sign all the company's financial statements." Said Kevin's assistant.

Mr. Gustaf took the pen and then etched his signature on the part he needed to paraphrase by reading each of its contents carefully without passing a single letter or number.

That's Mr. Gustaf, he who doesn't easily trust anyone just like that and re-examine everything in great detail.

After enough of his duties, Mr. Gustaf left his study when he saw the beautiful face of Sabrina who was calling him home.

Meanwhile, Sabrina, who was bored, sat in the garden behind the mansion overlooking the colorful expanse of roses with buds beginning to inflate perfectly.

I don't know why the dream came back in his life and it was so tormented. Not to mention the loss of the baby that evokes a sense of motherhood that is very painful at this time.

"Oh my God, what happened?" Where I live. It's all like a stranger to me. I don't know this. But why in the dream did I feel like I had seen the face of someone so familiar in my heart.

"Why do I miss the man in my dream so much than Mr. Gustaf who is like everyone else to me.

Oh yeah, identity!" why don't I check something related to myself. I must have an identity like a passport or something. But why don't these tears stop?" Sabrina's cry became more and more a handsome man who stood not far from him sat down to feel touched.

"Darling!" Why sit outside?" Ask Mr. Gustaf who saw Sabrina thinking of something.

Sabrina gasped at the sight of a foreign figure now coming to greet her. He hurriedly wiped his tears.

"Darling!" Where have you been?" Ask Sabrina.

"I just got back from the company. Come in it's night!" Mr. Gustaf approached Sabrina about to hold this girl.

Sabrina rested her head on her husband's chest." Honey!" I want to see my passport because I want to know who I am." Sabrina made Mr. Gustaf tick.

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