(Former) Prince's Wife
060

"Master! Getup! Don't you want to meet Miss Sugiwa!? The day is already blistering. We have to go home to the capital."

I woke up lazily after falling asleep again this morning.

Vaporizing and stretching the body.

The sound of bone rubbing sounded.

The body feels better.

Scroll to the door, Fadlan is ready.

But...

"You are so fragrant. Is it Friday?" my sarcasm after sniffing a very thick fragrant aroma.

Does not make nose itch. Anyway it was very fragrant, even though he was now standing at the door.

Rarely does the child wear a fragrance.

Except when Friday has come.

"Ep. Sir must prepare. When you're ready, it smells good."

I raised my right eyebrow.

Since when does Fadlan like to reason?

I'm back to judging.

Fadlan was even ready with the bag in his carry.

"Fadlan.. Why does it feel like you're more excited than me? All are ready. This dress ... Even you just bought it right? Special clothes next door," I commented. Staring full of sight.

In fact, when I met Gendhis he just reminded me of lazing around.

Now, I don't know what time he bought these clothes.

Actually there is no need to wear clothes typical of the opposite country.

"Sir, you want to meet the future wife. It must be neat to be effective. Typical clothes will also add reassuring Miss that you are serious with her," she replied convincingly.

"Emm.."

Also true. If I wear a special dress there, the woman will be impressed with me.

"Quick, Master!"

By force, I took a shower and prepared.

The shirt with a slippery thread, fell straight down as I removed it from my grasp.

Though these eyes were still sleepy, Fadlan had already prepared everything. Breakfast included.

He didn't tell the waiter, who was out of nowhere. Directly serving to prepare my plate.

"You really look excited" I said.

"Thank you, sir."

I grunt.

Being insinuated even thanking.

After filling my stomach, I relax for a moment.

A few minutes later, the housekeeper showed up with a parcel.

The fragrance of traditional cuisine of my country smells good.

"For the hands" Fadlan said before being asked.

I didn't ask. Let him carry the parcel.

Walk ahead into the car.

Fadlan and I arrived at Sugiwa's house while he was relaxing with tea.

He didn't bother lowering his leg, which was hanging on the chair, when we were right in front of him.

"Drink?" tawar Sugiwa pointed at the empty side of the chair.

"Not to be nervous, Miss. My master won't eat Miss," said Fadlan still caught my hearers' senses.

I looked at them in turn.

Just like Fadlan understands this.

Did Sugiwa not lower her legs because of nervousness or because of laziness?

Sugiwa and Fadlan were still staring at each other.

Then the woman lowered her gaze while lowering her legs.

Make tea and give it to us.

Without saying, he entered the house.

Then he went out with his younger brother, whose name was Damara.

"Ehm.so Miss, do you have any hopes of getting married at the age of twenty?" fadlan said after talking to ask the news of the Sugiwa family.

"... if my soul mate has come. I have no problem" replied Sugiwa.

"If carried away to the land of the husband, how?" Again. Fadlan asked.

"I must follow my husband.." Sugiwa replied without looking at the questioner.

Just keep looking down.

"Leaving the hometown?" ask Fadlan again.

"Yes" replied Sugiwa.

Why is Fadlan doing the question and answer session?

I finally just kept listening to them.

It is understanding subordinates.

After some questioning, we went to the mosque.

Sugiwa's father was here.

Teaching yellow books to a group of fathers and mothers.

"Well, Fadlan's son hasn't come home yet, he said today to go back to the next country?" seseibu.

Kulirik Fadlan with a questioning look.

He even talked to his mother.

Until finally we prayed and returned to the Sugiwa house to pick up the goods Fadlan entrusted.

The man, who had also been a disciple of Mbah Gedhe, was very trusting of the Sugiwa family.

Leave his personal belongings, when Sugiwa told Fadlan not to bother carrying his big bag.

"Are you going home or waiting for the afternoon?" ask Sugiwa's father.

"This bettor, sir," replied Fadlan.

"Yes already. Then my son ..."

"Emm.." Fadlan said doubtfully. Seemingly reluctant to mention my real name.

I reviewed the friendly smile on the future father-in-law.

"Call me Indra. It's okay, sir. Don't hesitate that.."

"Emmm. Nak Indra come with the father to see what the father's daughter is doing. I guarantee you he doesn't know. And he won't string up attitudes. Nak Indra can see the original attitude and determine whether to continue this introduction or finish.." explained Sugiwa's father.

I approve.

We went to the edge of the rice field.

Seen from a distance, Sugiwa is carrying a bushel.

He approached his mother and several other people.

Sitting mishit with food in the middle of the mat.

The breeze blows. Apparently he shared the food Fadlan brought with his neighbors.

He smiles a lot...

When the twilight moves. Fadlan and I paid our respects to Sugiwa's father.

Ride car. Look at the crowded village.

Sugiwa has not returned. I saw him dribbling a buffalo.

"Strong woman" I murmured.

I leaned the body on a soft car seat, after almost a week of sitting on a hard seat.

The ringing of the mobile phone is ear-free when I turn on the personal phone.

I accidentally deactivate every time I go out of town to complete a mission.

Return home after making sure the entire building materials have come and all the heavy equipment is not problematic.

The name Gendhis was plastered on the screen when the ringing of the phone was heard again.

Scroll the screen answering the call.

Uh. Just remembered. I don't have a Sugiwa number.

["Hello, Kangmas! Sorry to bother you, huh?"] gendhis said from across the street.

"No. Why?"

["Emm. Gendhis.. Kangmas, can you stop by?"]

"I'm still out of town, honey.."

Scroll to the front view.

I don't know why I feel Fadlan sneering at me when he's busy driving.

["Sorry if you are busy. Gendhis can wait again. I'm sorry that Genthis doesn't understand Kangmas. It's just Gendhis kangeeeen... Meet.."]

If this woman had said something so sad, how could I not find her?

"Silent. Coming home from out of town, Kangmas will stop by, "i promise.

["Thank you, Kangmas. Love, you're. Hehe.."]

I smiled a little. Imagining my girl smiling shyly with a reddened face.

This racer traversed the streets for ten hours, avenged by a smile like a flower belonging to my lover.

When I arrived, he was waiting on the sofa. His drowsy head moved me.

He must have waited since I promised to come to him.

A bouquet of roses can grow her smile.

He hugged me tightly.

Very happy with a flower.

What a simple woman.

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