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Finish bathing and wearing clothes, well about clothes no need to worry. His name is also sultan so all his needs have been prepared.

"Honey, before going home to the villa accompany me to buy a bag ya.."

"What kind of bag do you want?" give me a comb, "The comb was my hair.."

"Ok, but we stopped by to buy a bag.. Yeah, yeah, yeah?"

"Hm.." Why is he even more chatty?

Combing the dense and fragrant black hair, he never used hair oil but only shampoo.

"It's done, baby comb my hair too.."

"Come here young lady.."

Vely nodded, she sat down at her husband's place earlier. Just change positions.

Sagaara began to comb her wet hair.

"Oh. baby slowly dong. sick.."

"Your hair is hard to comb. Don't blame me.."

"Kan, why are you blaming my hair, baby!?" his hand hangs in the air, "Let's get the comb."

He shook Vely's hand, "No, I'm not used to giving what I'm doing to other people."

Combing again, "Oh.." this time his head was pulled by the comb Sagaara, "Honey, sick tofu!!" pinching her husband's stomach.

"Why did you pinch me? I told you all this because of your hair.."

"So you don't like my hair?" his brown bead stared sadly.

Wrong again! "Dear not, your hair is innocent.but this thing is too small that's wrong, I'd better break it.."

When he squeezed the comb, Vely picked it up.

"Don't, baby I haven't finished combing my hair.."

"Then sit down.I'll comb it again, I'll comb it carefully."

Play the combs are done, it's time for breakfast. Because he was also the son of the super-sultan so the chefs and servants brought him into the presidential room.

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The luxury convertible was already at his tire pump, so the young master could drive his wife shopping for a new bag.

Stretched out both hands and let the wind taste her skin.

Sagaara smiled looking at him, "Be careful honey, don't stand for too long."

"Honey the speed of the car, yeah.."

"Hey, don't mess around. You're pregnant.."

"Aaa.. baby come on, just a little more huh?"

"Sit down!"

Vely pursed his lips and immediately sat down, folded his hands in front of his chest then turned his face to look at the scene from the window.

"Haven't been angry, I don't want anything bad to happen to you and our child-to-be.."

Aaaaa.Vely burst out upon hearing her.

"Darling, let's hurry.The bag will run out.."

"Patience, what kind of bag do you want to buy?"

"Start from the mini to the big baby."

"That's a lot, for what?" he cringes.

"You'll have a lot of money. Just buying a bag alone won't make you run out of money." spoiled.

"Yes I know that, but what's that bag for?" annoyed.

"Just buy it." Well, dear young lady, Mr. Sagaara was upset, he even stomped his feet in the car.

"Hey baby what are you doing, stop it! Don't behave like that, your legs can hurt.." stroking Vely's head, "Well, baby, we buy all the bags you want, huh?"

"Promise?" pinky promise.

"Yes, I promise."

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Deep in her heart she was smiling wickedly at the thought of Vely's plan to return to her husband.

VOTTES.. VOTTES.. VOTTES..