Being an Eye to My Husband
CHAPTER 64

Airi sat on the bed while staring at the bouquet in her hand. He should be happy to get a bouquet this beautiful. But this is the second time, every time you get flowers, there must be an unpleasant incident. Put the bouquet on the bed and rub his stomach.

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The sound of the doorknob being pulled did not make Airi turn her head at all. He knew it must be White. Despite hearing the sound of the approaching footsteps, he also kept his head down while playing his fingers, there was not the slightest intention to see White.

Airi could see White's shoes. She thought her husband would be sitting next to her. Turns out he was wrong, White knelt in front of him, grabbed his hands in his lap and held them tightly.

"Sorry." Said White while looking at Airi's two eyes. Mana knows he'll be as sensitive as this. His name, too, was the first time he wanted to be a father.

"You're not wrong, stand up." Airi was less comfortable with their current position.

White shook her head. "I was wrong. I'm not supposed to make a baby whose mood goes up and down, so sad gini."

"Ai know you're just kidding. Okay, sit here." Airi pointed at her next chin.

"If you know you're kidding, why are you still sad?" white asked in the smoothest tone possible. "Jealous for Lovely?" ask her while smiling. "There's no need to be jealous, whether Lovely or anyone, because you only love Ai, only love Ai."

Instead of seneng, Airi even wanted to cry. He was so happy to hear White's words just now. The man's eyes showed honesty, sincerity. But it was precisely because of this love that he became afraid. Afraid of losing White, afraid that the man would leave her. The mood is really messy right now.

"Follow to Brother Yuk." White stood up without letting go of their hands.

"Where?"

"Udah come along. Want a big brother?"

Airi shook her head quickly. Want to put where his face if the carrying in this house that many people.

White led Airi towards the backyard. The place where my mother planted flowers. But among the flowers, Airi's gaze was locked onto the white rose inside the medium-sized black pot. It feels like the bunya is so familiar.

"Why do I only give 99 white roses? Because the one was there." White pointed at the rose she had brought from home. Although the petals have partially fallen out, but still look beautiful. "I brought it from our house."

"Abang was from there? Why don't you take me." Airi was kangen with her house.

White retreated slightly then hugged Airi from behind. Peeping Airi's cheeks then put her chin on the woman's shoulder.

"Like that rose, my love is always growing and growing. It will never wither."

White scratching head. It may be true said people, even though it has been proven in such a way, women still need a confession of love. Even if they say love, sometimes they still doubt. The woman was troubled because of her own feelings.

"Outside there are many more beautiful than Ai, Bang. Now that you can see, you can compare Airi with other women. And maybe, the beauty out there, can make you interested." In the past, White could not see, there was nothing to worry about, unlike now.

White's guess was right, Airi still did not believe in her love that was as vast as the ocean and as high as the sky.

"You're right Ai. Maybe there are more beautiful people out there than you. Unfortunately, my heart fell in love with you first. It's been closely linked to you, and it won't be possible to escape again." White let go of her embrace, then took a spot right in front of Airi. "While I can see, the others blur, you're the only one who's clear."

Airi could no longer hold back her smile. "Based on a mombal" he said, hitting White's chest softly.

"That's a smile, that's pretty." White touched Airi's chin then kissed her lips briefly.

"Where's the bracelet?" White raised a hand before Airi.

Airi reached into the pocket of her dress, took the black bracelet and placed it on White's palm. Because it had been stepped on and Airi had not cleaned it, so it was a little dirty.

White cleaned it for a while and then put it back on Airi's wrist. "Never be released again. Like what you said to me first. This bracelet is my replacement when I can't hold your hand. Don't you want us to always hold hands until death breaks up?"

Airi stared at White. "Did you read my purple diary?"

"Hem," White said, nodding. "There's a picture of our wedding, right? That's what I'm so ugly, right?"

Airi could not help her laughter. White was ugly in that picture.

"You must have laughed as you stared at the photo, sucks." White kicked slowly. "I want us to make a re-photo, ala-ala preweding. As if when our son is going to have a wedding photo of his parents, I'm not ashamed to show."

"Why should you be ashamed?" Airi looked at the two White neutrals while wrapping both of her arms around the man's neck. "How handsome it was to be photographed."

"Ck, got caught lying."

"Hahaha," Airi's laughter instantly broke out.

"At least even though I'm not good-looking in the photo, but it can make you laugh off like a gini. That's more than enough."