Karma Durhaka's Wife
123. Expensive perfume

Arya was really very frustrated so a moment ago stepped into the room room that became a private room of a woman figure on top of her sling. He who was very passionate, suddenly his mood was immediately lost as he stared at the thin bed he would use to make love.

Of course he immediately cursed at will to vent his frustration so as not to make him have a headache. Even today, it feels like it wants to explode when the desire is already in the crown, but suddenly loses the mood.

While on the other hand, the Princess who is now only aware of the cause of Arya is angry and upset not because of her, but because of the narrow room room that has been the place to rest.

He who had been lying on the bed on his back and thought Arya would touch his body to channel desire, now chose to rise and approach the man with a tall body firmly on his back.

"I'm sorry I can only help you to this extent. This house is indeed not worthy of being occupied by a man like you who is a descendant of a conglomerate. I'm self-conscious and can't do anything but this."

Although the Princess actually felt that the difference between her and Arya was huge. Like the earth and the sky, but want to be selfish and not care about it because the only thing you want is to be Aryan's wife.

Of course, the sentence of the female figure behind her that sounded very heartbreaking and immediately made Arya turn around to look at the female figure with that pale face.

This time, he only realized that the face of the Princess was very much different as usual. Pale and look thinner, so now choose to direct the Princess to sit on a thin mattress that she considers like footwear.

"Sit, Honey. I just realized that your face today is very pale. Is it because you were vomiting? Or because the effects of pregnancy so like this? I'm not mad at you, just pissed at myself for not being able to find a place to live and being a useless man."

Arya, who is currently sitting next to the Princess, feels her hands with her lover's clasped fingers coiled around her waist and leaning against her chest.

"Not .. It's not like that. You are not useless, but it is your parents who made you like this, so that you will return home immediately. I'm so happy and happy that you didn't give up on getting a lot of hits on your life."

The princess who felt herself better after smelling the masculine scent of the man who was also hugging her tightly.

Her pregnancy this time is very different from her two children who used to be because usually she will nausea and vomiting when smelling the scent of perfume, but this time he really likes the scent of a typical perfume owned by a man who is still held very tightly.

"Your perfume is like opium. I really like it. Though most pregnant women always nausea and vomiting if smelling perfume, but this time my pregnancy is different. I really like this perfume."

Meanwhile, Arya who from earlier rubbed the Princess's arm gently, just chuckled amusedly at the statement of the mother of the prospective child.

"It looks like my son knows that this perfume is an expensive item. So, he likes it a lot."

"His name is also your offspring, must be very similar to his father," said the Princess who now chose to rise from her position by withdrawing and sitting upright without leaning again on the chest of the Aryan field

"You're very fragrant and I've always loved the scent of your perfume."

Arya's reflexes now sniff her scent to ensure the truth of what a woman who so admires expensive perfumes always makes her feel so confident.

"You're very smart, honey. I have never felt body odor because I wear the best and most expensive perfume. My special perfume has a characteristic masculine scent that is durable, despite all day activities."

While the Princess who was focused on looking at the handsome face of the man before her looked very confident, making her giggle amused over Arya's lebay attitude.

"You're like a perfume ad star because you're talking about perfume. I'm curious about the brand of perfume you use. Try here, look! I want to know the perfume that makes you always smell."

Then Arya now chooses to brag so that the Princess is more crazy about him.

"Indeed, someone once offered me to become a star in perfume ads because they often buy it. It seems, they realized that the sale value of my face was very promising and would benefit their company."

Of course to take her suitcase near the door. Then Arya pushed the suitcase trolley as she walked back in and approached the figure of the woman with the same position, which is sitting on the edge of the bed.

Arya now opens her suitcase and picks up the perfume she always used and becomes her favorite.

"You've definitely never seen this perfume, have you?" ask Arya who has now shown her perfume to the lover.

This is Caron Poivre. The fragrance of this perfume comes from natural ingredients like wood and flowers.

The princess who realized that she was just a poor woman who knew nothing about expensive goods, now just shake your head because you never see the perfume packed in a beautiful handmade Baccarat bottle with a collar and white gold fancy crystal.

Especially during this time, plastic bottle packaging dominates the cheap perfume he wears. Not only that, in fact, he never wears perfume while at home because he thinks to save so as not to run out quickly.

However, after meeting with Arya, she more often wear perfume, to always appear fragrant in front of the man she loved so much.

Unlike when he was just together with Good at home, absolutely not wearing anything without regard to appearance. Finally he chose to comment according to what he felt.

"I am just a poor person who buys perfume in the market at a price of 20 to thirty thousand. How could I have seen such a fancy perfume. The shape is very beautiful. What about the smell?"

The princess opened the perfume in a glass bottle that looked so beautiful. However, he who did not know how to open it, forced to open it.

"Why is it so hard to open it?"

Meanwhile, Arya who had just silently observed the movements of the Princess who made her shake her head because she saw the woman did not know how to open the perfume. For him, it was a trivial thing.

"God. Here, let me show you how to open it!" Arya directs her hand to ask for her perfume which is still trying to be opened by the Princess.

Meanwhile, the Princess who still had not given up, did not want to be considered a village by Arya and just shook her head.

"Awhile more. I'm opening it."

Unintentionally, the glass bottle in his hand escaped and fell to the floor.

The Princess reflex immediately smothered her mouth because she felt very guilty about breaking the full bottle of perfume.

He saw shards of glass with perfume scattered on the floor and as soon as a fragrant aroma poured out in the air filled his narrow room to be very fragrant.

Even the Princess felt like she was taking a perfume bath because right now her room is really very fragrant.

However, the Princess who this time really felt very guilty, did not dare to look at the face of the figure of the man standing before her still did not make a sound at all to comment.

'Oh, my God, what am I supposed to do? Why am I so stupid and careless like this? Arya's mood is not good. He's not angry, is he? Or he is angry and will punish me, ' muttered the Princess with a turbulent feeling of fear of getting wrath from Arya.

To be continued...