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Biru

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🌸Pov Dewa🌸

Not wanting to make Biang or my wife wait any longer, then I speed up my bathing ritual. I, who usually can spend 45 minutes in the shower, should start learning to shorten the time. Therefore with the maximum effort in my opinion, this time I managed to finish the bath in just 20 minutes.

Biang will definitely praise me this time hehehe,,,

Usually it's Biang who always nagged me if I was late in the bathroom. I don't know, is there anything wrong with me staying in the bathroom? I was surprised to hear my friends say that they only need 5-10 minutes to take a shower.

If I,, then, that time only runs out for the 🤣,,,,, stretch ritual,,,

I rushed out of the bathroom just by wrapping my bath towel around my neck. The rest I don't wear anything. That's habitual. I don't like to dress in the bathroom. My shirt will get wet and I don't think it's perfect.

"Awww, sister, put on her clothes first." cried Na while covering her face with both hands.

Oh, my God, again I forgot I was married. I forgot that in this room it wasn't just me.

"Sorry Na, I'm sorry," My reflex is to pull a towel around my neck and I just loop it around my lower body.

"Haven't?" asked Na still by covering her face made a sense of prank in the chest.

I'll just work with my wife, yes, just answer yes. Then I let my python boy hang spoiled in front of his eyes. Who knows, Na will be fascinated and her love interest arises. If it doesn't happen, I'll just rape it. Besides who's gonna blame me if I demand my ration? What's wrong with being naked in front of your wife?

Hehehe,, Unfortunately my perverted brain was outdone by the holy and sincere love in my heart for Na. This heart realizes that all that is forced will not be beautiful. Patience is what I have to do.

Be patient until the time comes, when Na herself will voluntarily surrender herself completely as my wife. This time let only status speak.

"Na Not yet. Yes wait. Just close Na's eyes. Brother put on clothes first." that sentence that finally came out of this lip represents my heart.

"Yes brother. Brother's clothes I've prepared on the bed." he said.

Without saying any more, I set foot towards the bed where there was already my clothes on it. What attracts my netraku is the shirt and tie all blue in line. A shirt I haven't worn in a long time. The shirt I bought six years ago. The shirt I was supposed to wear for a big event.

It was the Maharani shirt of choice for our wedding reception which was originally taking the theme of the beach and the outdoors,, Blue shows the color of the sky and sea.

These lips are attracted at both ends. I smiled even with two different feelings.

The feeling of Likes because today finally requires me to wear it because after all, this is my wife's choice that is certainly best for me, I believe in Na. He won't choose something that makes me look worse than before.

As well as the feeling of grief because of the memory of the blue shirt.

"Sister," Call Na Iirih. He must have felt I had been too long.

"Yes Na. In a moment." I hurriedly put on everything that Na had chosen without hesitation or sorrow again.

Maharani was calm in nature. No need for this heart to be constantly plagued by grief. No longer grieving does not mean forgetting but giving.

Na opened her hands slowly as if she could not believe my words. But a moment later he smiled to see me was handsome of course with after all this blue.

"The tie's still tilting. Can Na clean up?" his permission.

Of course I nodded in agreement. When will there be another opportunity like this? Tomorrow, there's not necessarily. Na approached me, standing right in front of me. Focus on tidying up the location of a tie that is honest I am at least good at wearing it.

"It's neat" he said complete with a smile.

"Thank you my wife" I said making her bow in shame.

Anxious sister with you Na, I want to immediately hug and I carry you to the bed. I spilled out all my hidden desires.

"We go down yuk." again not the contents of the revealed brain but the contents of a sane heart.

Na nodded and let me hold her hand to guide me down the stairs one by one.

"Dew,, this spell,,,"

Biang was stunned to see me with that blue shirt. Ajik turned his head towards us who continued to walk closer to the dining table. They both know the story of the blue shirt. No wonder they were surprised to see me wearing it today.

"Is it good to choose God's wife?" ask me while twisting my eyes give a code so they do not discuss what else about this blue shirt.

"That's great. Teach until not sure if the one who wears this is the son of Ajik. If only ajik's daughter-in-law chose clothes for ajik child. Thank you Nada. "sahut Ajik who is most good at melting the atmosphere.

"Same to Do." Na sounded still stiff with the call.

"Let's sit here, Nad." Biang also pulled her from my handrails and hugged her tightly before finally pulling out a chair for Na to sit on.

He seemed to love her very much. She is now the second woman in the house. Biang will have story friends and friends exchange ideas of fellow women.

"Thank you Biang." again Na's voice still sounded stiff.

Breakfast was started without anyone talking. That is a rule that is always applied by Ajik to us. Must not make a sound when eating. Fortunately Na who I have not had time to tell the rules at the dining table seems to also be able to adjust. Although it might be quiet because of his uncomfortable feelings.

"Na, who's the father of your baby? Don't misunderstand the prick if the prick asks. Biang just does not want there to be problems in the future. He was afraid that the baby's father would come and take it."

The question as well as the right but wrong statement of the culprit was thrown when we had finished breakfast. That made Na fall. A translucent thread of globules dripped down her hands that squeezed the end of her dress.

"This baby is the son of the Fire Lord. His father is a god. No need to question who his father was. And even if that prickly fear happens, Nada has nothing to fear. If Dewa as Na's husband is unable to overcome this problem, then the ajik who will advance at the very front maintains this ajik grandson. This baby is already a member of this family and no one is allowed to take it."

The stern words of ajik calm my heart while making the cry of Haru Na more and more.

"Please apologize. Biang didn't mean anything. Biang is just afraid of losing this granddaughter."

I let the prick clutch it this time. However, he did need to explain the meaning of the question earlier.

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