My Husband is a King
Kalamansia Orange Juice
"Darling ...! Drink up! It's so fresh! Come on!" Queen Eliana shouted in search of Her Majesty the King to offer Kalamansi orange juice made by the lady-in-waiting.
In the morning of yesterday, the men of Mr. Edmund and Mr. Edmund himself came to deliver ten boxes of mature calamansi oranges from the tree.
The queen who immediately enthusiastically asked the lady to make orange juice for him.
It's just, it's like thunderbolts to the king. When his wife asked him to drink orange juice that tastes very sour.
Yesterday the king was forced to spend a large glass of calamansi juice (In fact, he ordered Antony to spend half his share).
Last night, the queen thanked the king for following her wishes. The queen said that tomorrow she would like to repeat the invitation to King Gerald to drink calamansi juice.
Therefore, this is the morning drama that occurred in the palace.
"Antony, I'm the one who checked directly into Danishian. You live in a palace!" The king stopped Antony from getting into his car.
"Can't be, Your Majesty. I've been working on this job for a week!" Antony mengeneyel's.
"I'm king! Get down, Antony!" The king scrambled to get in the car with his advisor.
Meanwhile, from the altar of the palace came the sound of several people running around.
"Imyaaang ...! It's orange juice ...." It was a cry of affection from Queen Eliana.
The king and Antony looked at him for a moment.
"Can't, I'll have to go to Danishian!" King Gerald precedes Antony to get in the car.
"Your Majesty!" antony shouted while holding back that the front door of the car was not closed.
"Here, Your Majesty. His Majesty the King is here!"
But the bodyguard was confused, because there was Antony who stood to prevent the car door from being closed.
"Antony, back!" The king fought over the door with his advisor.
"Imma ...?" In the end, Queen Eliana discovered the whereabouts of her husband.
King Gerald glared at Antony, and Antony shook his head. "No, Your Majesty, don't go!"
"Darling ...!" Queen Eliana approached the car that the king was going to use. "I'm in trouble walking, but you don't hear my calling" lamented Queen Eliana.
"Anu .. eumm .. I didn't hear it. From here, you don't hear your voice, baby," said king Gerald lying.
"Yes, right, Antony?" King Gerald sought the consent of his advisors.
But unfortunately Antony was silent not to answer the king, he pretended to ignore the words of king Gerald.
"Tron ...! Pshh! Pshh!" The King steps next to Antony's foot through the bottom of the car door.
"Aaaw ...," ringis Antony in pain. "Yes .. yes, right, Her Majesty the Queen." Antony had to answer.
Queen Eliana looked at the two with a strange look without the slightest suspicion.
"This is your juice, my dear!" queen Eliana's look was adorable. In contrast to the expression of the king who was like people urinated less in a week.
"Come, Your Majesty, drink." Antony also pumped so that His Majesty the King was more desperate and drank the juice of kalamansia very, very sour.
King Gerald looked at Antony with a look of annoyance. But Antony looked so satisfied.
The queen also offered the glass of orange juice to His Majesty the King. "Here, baby."