Love Mr. Arogan
two months?!
Marrying the man she loves and being treated like a Princess is the dream of every woman in this world. I never imagined before, that I would be the wife of a Young Master. He was a helper to me. When the ring was embedded in my finger, I promised to serve fully to the man who was already my husband.
My marriage to Young Master went well. Although to be honest I lacked confidence in seeing the invited guests staring cynically at me. His appearance at that time made me hypnotized because of his good looks. Her burly body behind the black suit adds to the impression for my husband. Do not forget the smile that was as bright as plastered clearly on his face.
It seems my husband was aware of my nervousness at the time.
He clasped my finger while strengthening me with a word.
I nodded slowly without making a sound. Again, the face smiled warmly at me. I wanted to scream so loud that the world would know he was mine. Every now and then my tears were dripping down my face, the feeling of that day was unstoppable.
The guests began to leave the building. Likewise with the relations of the Young Master's company.
The building room is starting to go down. The young master pulled my hand and took me somewhere.
Airport, I smile happily. He will definitely take me to Bali. Bali has been my dream destination for a long time. Can't wait to get there as soon as possible. Sure enough, it wasn't long before we got there. My husband and I headed to the number one place in Bali. Around the inn it made me amazed.
“You know my wife, I'm so bored with this destination, but since this is your dream, we'll have as much fun as possible until you're bored.” He said while lying on the bed.
After his desire was satisfied, he stopped his activities up there and lay down beside me.
I slowly put my arm around her waist. That night was the most beautiful night I felt. I looked at his face and slowly rubbed his cheeks with my fingers. Sometimes I kiss the back of his hand.
Every day that has passed makes me not want to leave this place. The atmosphere of the beach was able to captivate my heart. Every pounding of the waves made me feel peace. Unlike before marriage, now I am no longer shy to hold his hand in front of the public. If you think about it, to stare at that pair of eyeballs, I can't afford to. I had many hopes and dreams that I had placed on her at the beginning of my meeting with her.
It didn't feel like it, it was time to go back home. My mother-in-law can't wait to see me. During his time in Bali he often contacted me and asked about our situation. The middle-aged woman loved me very much, she treated like her own flesh and blood.
Upon our arrival at the airport my eyes were perfectly rounded as I closed my mouth with both hands. Flowers are scattered there. It feels like a flower garden. But don't ask me how my husband is doing. He began to snort annoyed at the actions of his assistant. My husband did not like flowers very much. I don't know why.
Along the way to my husband's house still looks jutek. His welcome made him not excited. While Sean and Marco occasionally glanced from the car glass and chuckled softly. The sports car was splitting the streets at a moderate speed. I can't wait to give the parcels I brought to my in-laws and also to the servants who have served for decades in the Sultan's residence.
Finally, it was not long before our car stopped at the oversized young master's house. The welcome from the family as well as the waiter flattered me.
This is the beginning of a new life with my husband. The heartache and pain of the past I will leave behind when I enter this house in the position of young mistress.