
At five in the morning, the figure of the woman who was currently lying on the bed, heard a noise from the kitchen. The woman who is none other than the real Princess from earlier has woken up from the subconscious because it has become a habit for her to wake up early and prepare provisions for her husband.
However, today he who felt very tired of his body, wanted to pamper himself by lazing on the bed.
'Let him know how tired he is when doing homework. In this house, I'm really like a maid. I'm really tired of living like this.' The princess who could only frown inwardly, now remembered the message from Arya last night.
'What else is the condition of being Aryan's wife? Why didn't he tell me directly? Why do I have to be curious and clumsy like this?'
The princess who still did not want to rise from her sleep, now waited until the hour passed quickly. Of course, so that the husband went to work and he could immediately call Arya because he missed her so much.
If he usually sleeps next to the husband, while his son is next to him. However, unlike last night because he chose to sleep on the edge of the bed and his son in the middle because he did not want to be close to the husband.
He felt very ill adjacent to the man who he considered only to make it difficult and poor life. Sometimes he envies when his friends have been successful because the husband has a decent job and can buy a house and some are buying a car.
Although not a new car, but the achievement is certainly very extraordinary for the village. Especially if without wandering far away can be successful and live decent. While he had spent years wandering outside the city, that was just his life.
Especially if in the school alumni group has discussed about work, he prefers not to comment because he feels embarrassed.
Living in a big city, but not succeeding, of course, it is a disgrace for him and prefers to close himself and not appear in the group because he is always not confident and considers that he is the poorest and tragic of his life.
The princess glanced towards the wall clock and when she saw that it was time for her husband to leave, she heard the sound of the front door closing and made her wait for a few minutes.
Feeling that the husband had left, he chose to get out of bed and walk out of the room because he wanted to take a shower. Of course a narrow rented house that is not like on television, there is a bathroom inside and makes it easy to clean yourself.
However, the room is only three meters in size and there is no private bathroom because it is in the back, close to the kitchen.
"I had to take a shower to look fresh and beautiful, then called Arya. Even if it's just a regular call, not a video call, just in case he suddenly replaces the call with a video call."
"It's not funny, if my face is dull from just waking up and if he sees it, I'll be really embarrassed."
Wanting to always look beautiful because Arya is a handsome young man and comes from a conglomerate family, of course, he does not want to look inappropriate with a man of love if his appearance is very ugly.
The princess hurriedly went into the bathroom because she did not want her son to wake up before he finished cleaning himself.
If he usually takes a bath during the day after all his work is done. However, since meeting with Arya, feel very happy and more excited in living the days.
After a while later, the Princess came out of the bathroom and walked into the room to pick up the clothes she felt were right for her.
He had even previously looked at the figure of the boy who was still sound asleep while hugging tightly.
"Evening at two in the morning, so not yet awake. Fortunately my son is not hot anymore, so not fussy and crying."
After finding her clothes, the Princess had finished dressing and stood in front of the mirror to make up.
"If this were the case, I wouldn't be embarrassed if suddenly Arya switched her usual call to a video call. May my son wake up in the afternoon, so that I can talk to Arya as much as I can. I miss him so much. Yesterday afternoon we parted ways."
Not wasting time, the Princess who closed the door slowly like a thief who was sneaking around because she did not want her son to wake up because she closed the door hard.
After he walked towards the living room, landed his body on the chair and immediately pressed the dial button on the female contact who was actually Arya.
Without waiting for a long time, his call had already been lifted.
"Hello, Honey. I miss you so much."
Without feeling embarrassed, the Princess chose to express her feelings because indeed from last night she could not sleep because she thought of Arya.
Until the answer from Arya made him not stop smiling.
"Yes, I know that, honey. I know you miss me because I'm thinking of you. You know what I'm doing to divert my longing to you?"
The curious princess, reflexively shook her head, as if she knew that Arya could see her body's response.
"Where do I know. I'm not with you today. I called you because I wanted to ask you about last night. What else do I have to do to pass the selection to be your future wife?"
With a thumping feeling, the Princess waited until Arya answered her question. However, what happened was just as he had expected. That now Arya is replacing phone calls with video calls.
Reflexes he immediately shifted the button up and could see the figure of a handsome man who seemed to be waving at him with a smile.
"Hi, Honey. You are so beautiful. Did you take a shower?"
The current princess was smiling bashfully like a virgin who had first fallen in love.
"Of course I took a shower. There's no way I'll let you see my ugly face when I wake up. Oh yeah, where are you now?"
The princess, who had just finished speaking, could now see a mobile phone screen showing the atmosphere of the streets in a luxury residential area.
"I'm jogging around the area where I live, honey. So I dispel boredom in this way in the morning, but in the afternoon I can't help it. I have to meet you. This afternoon, we can meet, right? Tell me where I should pick you up! Don't you want to know your graduation requirements to be my wife?"
To be continued...