MELODY OF LOVE: Arrived Marriage
Fights
Time skips...
Amamiya Yura Birthday Party Event.
Melody appeared with a simple but graceful makeup. Her shoulder hair was unraveled, with her thin make up, Melody looked naturally beautiful.
Ayane wants to dress Melody up much more ‘thick’ again because Ayane wants Melody to win ‘against’ Yura. The effect of online news.
But Ayane said, in fact, his Ojou-sama (Lord Princess) is already a natural beauty and what it is. With just a little polish, Melody already looks different.
So remember when Melody got married first, Melody became the center of attention of many invited guests.
Melody's makeup is thin enough to be about the size of a wedding reception.
Natural beauty is different.
In the car..
"Miss, let me just add a little lip tint!" Ayane.
"But I'm not comfortable with makeup on my lips. It feels like my lips have become so thick as Donald Duck!" Reluctant Melody.
"No way, Miss. This is so that Miss does not look pale. Miss is not well, it helps to cover it."
Melody thought. It cannot look weak. What else in front of Yura. Finally he was ready to wear lip tint by Ayane.
"Miss Melody is a Kazehaya woman! Miss is so beautiful! Be proud and trust yourself with that fact, Miss! God poured out such great affection Miss pepper." Praise Ayane after rubbing lip tint on Melody's lips.
Melody smiled. "Arigato, Ayane-nee's.."
"Fighting!"
"Fighting!"
Ayane waited in a parked car not far from Yura's house. Melody walked alone entering Yura's fairly spacious courtyard - although it was spacious, but Melody was already used to the ‘wide’ of Kazehaya's house and mansion courtyard.
"Calm yourself, Mel! The fighting! The gambarimasho! You can! You strong! Melody's great!" Melody cheered herself.
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With 12 cm heels, Melody walked quite quickly while carrying a gift with a purple white band wrap. It is common to use heels, the risk of flaking or swollen feet can be minimized.
When Melody entered the party venue, all eyes were on her. Admire everything in Melody. Natural beauty is different. With just a faint smile, it could already leave the invited guests mesmerized. If Melody is not married, it is certain that many are waiting in line to get acquainted.
Isn't asking for acquaintance not a problem?
That's a big deal! Find her name dead. Who the hell would want to deal with that very famous Kazehaya family?
It seems admiring in silence is a wise and better way.
“Otanjoubi omedetto, Amamiya-san.” Melody.
Otanjoubi omedetto: Happy birthday.
Melody gave me the gift she brought. A luxury hairpin worth tens of millions was inside that gift box. Of course he gets money from Yudha who always transfer money ‘nafkah’ for him every month.
Do not ask about the price, it is not possible that the wife of one of the Japanese conglongmerats gave a gift ‘cheap’?
Where should the dignity of the Kazehaya family be placed?
Yura received a gift from Melody. He put it on his lap. Yura who was wearing a beautiful dress was seen sitting on her wheelchair.
Melody stared at the cynical feet of Yura. He remembered how Yura could use her legs to walk. Honey, no one else believes it.
Melody then showed her the invitation. “I only honor invitations ‘ childhood friends’ my husband.”
Yura smiled, though inwardly bitter. “I thought you were curious about my surprise.”
“Just relax, I'm looking forward to it.”
“Oh yes Melody-san, Yudha-kun did not pick you up yes, sorry yes, I just asked him to come see me. I need help pushing my wheelchair.”
Melody wanted to laugh, wasn't she the one who didn't want to be picked up by Yudha. “Hm, he does have to take responsibility anyway from what he has done. So, what's the surprise Miss Amamiya-san?”
“Sabar, the surprise was I present specifically to welcome your arrival, so good at the end of the event."
"Hm, is that it?"
"By the way, you're wearing a one piece ¾ dress, but you're hiding your shoulder with a scraff. Too bad, the woman will look dazzling with her beautiful shoulders.”
Pro vs amateur models.
Apparently Ayane's guess is right if the conversation will lead to mutual criticism to fall opponents. Melody should thank Ayane after this. If it wasn't for Ayane giving a lot of encouragement, advice, maybe this time he would have died a flea in front of Yura.
“The autumn air feels even colder at night, it would be a pity if I froze in between.” Not only covered her shoulders, but Melody wrapped her scraff up to her neck.
“You're right, but look at me! I will not die in the cold of a whacky night!”
Yura wears a soft blue dress with open shoulders. Beautiful and smooth. Melody won't deny it.
“A fervent party planned carefully, even the cold of nature can be tricked by heating. Amamiya family does hire guests huh?” Melody tried her best against every word Yura spoke to her.
Melody observed the spacious room used for the party event. Decorative lights scattered, stack beautiful glasses with colorful drinks, small cakes, fruits, and various kinds of dishes are available. There is an indoor swimming pool in the middle of the room.
“Is this room still too cold for you, Melody-san? You look at home with that scraff of yours.”
Sinis Yura's.
Melody replied with a smile. He then held the end of his scraff. “Beautiful or smooth skin is indeed the pride of women, but for married women, there are times when such a place needs to be hidden. You understand what that means, right?”
“...” Yura remained silent.
Melody then lowered her head and brought her lips closer to Yura's ears. “Ya, the rest of the night still imprint.” Melody smiled back at the demon.
Yura. He widened his eyes. He did not expect, when he felt that Yudha began to choose him again, but in fact Yudha could still fuck Melody. He doesn't understand what's going on. Everything is out of control.
Yura clasped her hands on her dress. He has trouble swallowing and regulating his emotions.
How could a person who used to be always there for her be able to just leave her alone?
“So, do you want to see any evidence of traces of Yudha's adventures on my neck and shoulders, Amamiya-san? No, almost all over my body. I don't mind showing it to you.” Melody was still attacking even though she knew that Yura was at a loss for words.
Yura squeezed her own hand. Melody also dared to fight him. He really died lice made.
"See you later, Amamiya-san.. Smile because it's your birthday!" 😈 Melody patted slowly Yura's shoulder. "Oh yeah, don't let your makeup wear off!"
Melody walked away from Yura.
Yura was getting annoyed. His heart is not calm. "Breng!"