My Beloved President
You Are My Cherry's

Sean sprawled his body to the side, adjusting the breath that was still wheezing after passing their romance. Sean's hand on Rara's waist went up, putting aside the strands of hair that covered his wife's face.

"Is there anything you want to say My Cherry?" sean asked as he gently rubbed Rara's face, he looked at his wife tastefully.

Instead of answering, Rara squinted her eyes because the greeting was the first time she heard coming out of Sean's mouth.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" ask Sean.

Rara just shook her head, she did not answer Sean's question. It's just that in his heart he wondered, what was the reason Sean called him that way, sincere greeting that came out of his mouth.

Not many people use the word My Cherry to be used as a greeting to their partner. The greeting does sound crunchy and mundane, but there is a very deep meaning behind it, 'ONE COMPLEMENTARY LIFE.' and is usually only used by couples who love each other, but, as an expression of great happiness, because it can be coupled with the lover of his heart.

There was nothing wrong if Sean wanted to call him with that greeting. It's just, is it true that the greeting was thrown from the heart of her husband, or just a compliment to cool the ears.

Sean changed the position to supine, with both hands placed behind the head as a buffer. "You know, My Cherry. Why do I want to call you with that greeting? Because our marriage was something I never wanted, even back then I always cursed myself, because I was trapped by a charade I made myself."

Rara just kept quiet, listening word by word that came out of Sean's mouth.

"The thing I never imagined was the perfection that awaited me at the end of that ridiculous marriage. That greeting is my gratitude for the grace of God, for having given a complementary companion of life also perfecting my life."

Sean sighed before continuing. "By calling you My Cherry, I hope that our household will not be devoured by time. We'll age together, beginning with the presence of a cute child, then the children become adults, and they'll replace them with cute grandchildren again to accompany our old age."

Sean glanced at his wife. "You're not sleeping, are you?"

"No, I hear you."

Knowing his wife was listening, Sean continued. "It may seem strange to you when you hear what I just said. Yeah, you're not gonna believe it. Because you know enough who I am, I am not a good man, I am a man who often changes women. But you also know, that my family is made up of people who are very loyal to his family. And now that you've entered my family, become part of my family, for that I'll be loyal to you, I promise."

"Thank you." Only that one word was spoken from Rara's mouth, even though her heart was completely filled to hear Sean's statement. Rara felt a sense of happiness rising inside her.

"That's all you can say, My Cherry. After I expressed my feelings at length!" Sean shook his head, but he wouldn't have a problem with it, because Sean wasn't in the mood to argue tonight.

"When you were pregnant with Rio, I took the pain, not just for a day or two, I was tormented for a full seven months. But it's worth it, I'm happy to have Rio as my flesh and blood. Thank you for taking good care of her, before I find you, before we give her a whole family" Sean continued.

Rara supported her head with her hands, she looked at her husband with a mocking look.

"Usually a person who experiences couvade syndrome, has a very strong inner bond with his child. But strangely you don't feel that at all" Rara said.

"Ck .. That's the same, you're insensitive to your son." Rara raised her upper lip.

Sean sighed, for some reason his wife loved to fish for an argument. But not for tonight, Sean doesn't want to argue anything, he still wants to tell his wife a lot of things.

"Originally you know My Cherry. When I was diagnosed with covade syndrome. Dad immediately gave everything to look for your whereabouts, but unfortunately we have no clue at all, and I can't remember your facial features either, because I was quite drunk that night."

"You can't remember me not because you're drunk. But you doubt which woman was with you that night. Because you keep changing women every night. That's right, isn't it?" cecar Rara with a tone that started to taper off.

Sean sighed, he would rather continue his story, than serve Rara arguing. "Pad's men even did a search, at the hotel we're staying at, just to look for the possibility that there's a trace of your fingerprints left there. But it didn't produce anything, because it's been too long, plus the hotel just renovated the room."

Rara squinted her eyes. "If you only want my fingerprints, why don't you look for them in the money I gave you?"

"Oh ... God ...." Sean patted his own forehead. "Why don't I think about the money, huh?"

"And you, why remind me now?"

Rara rolled her lazy eye. "Stupid! What's the point now."

Sean scratched his head.

'If I had remembered the money, I would have let you and you know that there was a woman who paid me, ' Sean said.

"Forget it, My Cherry. Sleep, it's night, lest I be tempted to keep you up tonight." Sean smiled meaningfully.

Rara glared, she shuddered in horror at imagining herself going to do it again, at this time her body had already crumbled, Rara hurriedly pulled the blanket, she also wanted to keep her distance from Sean.

But Sean caught him first, then buried his wife's head in the chest of his field. "I'm just kidding, now get some sleep!"

Rara just fell silent, feeling warm and comfortable in the hold, followed by an unbearable drowsiness, and she began to fall into a deep sleep.

Seriate.

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