Big Boss Wife
Chapter 170
ZAYYANS
It is not easy to establish relationships with differences in distance and time that become barrier fortresses. When I was about to end the day, Jakarta had just started a new day.
Adjusting the time is the most difficult thing, especially my activities in this country are indeed quite dense. Of course, all of that affects my marriage and the Princess. Every day we exchange news through online text messages, very much so we make video calls like the one in my shadow before leaving. It's not that easy as it turns out. The seven hour time difference is very important.
[Sir Za, I just learned to cook with Mama.]
The message the Princess sent welcomed my morning in London. In Jakarta it is already noon. I called the Princess because I was wondering what she was cooking with Mama.
"Yes, Brother." The voice of the Princess, which I may hear once a week, can actually create a longing in my heart.
"What are you again?" ask me a stale base.
"Again going to take a nap, Brother just woke up?"
"Yes." Yeah."
After I said yes, everything became quiet. I could hear the Princess breathing.
What the hell is he doing?
"Em, Princess."
"Yes." Yeah."
"Video call yuk,"
"Em, a minute, brother. Wait!"
"Why?"
"Just wait a moment." The Princess's voice sounds quite from a cell phone.
Growing curious, afraid that the Princess would mess around, I turned our phone calls into video calls.
After a while, he answered his call. He frowned while holding a comb in his hand. Oh, looks like he just pulled out a hair.
"Hi, why so long?"
"It's okay."
"You're getting pretty" I said.
The red hue on the cheeks adds value to her natural beauty.
"I can't do it." The princess changed position, she leaned on the head of the bed that was in my room.
"Em, he said you were cooking, cook what?" I felt very stiff when I looked into his eyes, but when I spoke directly I did not feel anything like this.
"I cooked meat stew. Mama said, Brother likes very much the same stew," he replied.
"Yes, did you memorize the recipe?" my many.
"Udah, do you want me to make it?"
If I said I wanted to, would you come here? I can't go home now, Princess.
"Yes, if I go home, yes" I replied.
"If I'm the one who follows?"
I just laughed, not taking seriously what the Princess was talking about. After that, we started chatting as usual.
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A few days after our last video call, me and the Princess had not been in communication other than chat, the reason being that she and I were both busy with our respective activities. Like today, I just got to the apartment when the time showed at 21:00 p.m. Putri must not wake up at this time, because in Jakarta it is already 04.00 in the morning.
I just unlocked the apartment, something suddenly surprised me.
"Sister." The Princess figure appeared behind my body.
Is this a hallucination? There's no way the Princess is here. Ah, I think I'm dreaming.
I turned around, then went into my family's apartment unit. After having some friends in the dorm, I now live in an apartment so as not to be disturbed by other student activities.
"Sister, don't you want to welcome me?" The figure of the Princess that I still believe is just an illusion, come in with me.
"I'm lacking aqua like that," I murmured.
"Didih, the same brother his own wife even dicuekin."
Started to be confused by the circumstances, I finally gave up and said, "If you were Princess, I would kiss you."
"Idih me*sum," he laughed at me.
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Is it really an illusion or is it real??
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