My mother's nanny
chapter 30

Diah looked at buildings and streets, staring at travelers from inside and outside the country. The car that Ardi was driving entered a resort. After re-registration, they walked to the room. Diah just followed Ardi without a word. He did not expect at all if it would reach this stage, vacationing only alone with Ardi. Even so, Diah did not want to expect much. After all, they did all that because of the insistence of the Goddess Mother. Not by Ardi's own wishes. So, Diah had to suppress her feelings and be more self-aware.

"Go take a shower first." Ardi's orders dropped his weight on the bedroom bed. Sleeping on his back to rest his body that feels sore.

Without saying much, Diah picked up her clothes and walked into the bathroom. After cleaning up, Diah wears all her clothes in the bathroom. He couldn't possibly have spilled his body in front of Ardi even though they were married. Still he felt awkward and did not want to be considered tempting his employer.

"Sir, I'm done." Said Diah quietly standing on the side of the bed.

Ardi opened his eyes, glancing at the woman who was already wearing the full outfit. There was a hint of disappointment that Diah did not wrap her body in a towel, or at least wear a bathrobe. If a towel is excessive. Why did Diah not understand and intend to take advantage of the situation to tempt her.

Very lazy, Ardi got up and went straight to the bathroom. Diah sighed, just the two together with Ardi made it difficult to breathe.

"Why is a master like him so angry, haahh, it's only natural that he's upset. This holiday was not his wish. I need to be more careful not to make you angry." Mumbled Diah who did not understand the contents of Ardi's heart who began to expect other things.

Ardi came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel on his waist. Diah's eyes are patterned because this is the first time seeing Ardi bare chest. With a face reddened in shame, Diah threw her face aside.

"I, go out first to get some fresh air, sir." Pamit Diah walked out of the room quickly.

Ardi glanced at his wife who had run away. Yeah, to him, Diah's on the run. He had deliberately flaunted his body, but the girl had run away instead.

"Have I lost my charm? Or is he the one who doesn't like it?" Ardi muttered annoyedly.

After eating, they take a walk to see the sea, and other tourist attractions. Because Diah doesn't talk much with Ardi. Ardi didn't even try to get Diah to talk. The man greatly enjoyed the moment with his wife, even if only in silence.

Diah, put some blankets on the floor as the base for sleeping. He knows enough himself if all that is done just to please the Goddess Mother.

"What's that for?"

"Sleep, sir."

"Who?"

"Yes?"

"Who's sleeping there?"

"Sleep on top. This bed is wide enough for both of us."

Diah was flabbergasted, hearing Ardi's words. Until Diah just froze in place.

"If you sleep downstairs, you'll get sick. Mama can be mad at me if that happens, she'll accuse me of molesting you while here." Obviously Ardi again did not want to be honest and more to make mother as an excuse.

Hearing Ardi's explanation, Diahpun swallowed it raw. Indeed, Diah admitted, Ardi was so loving and devoted to his mother. That was what made Diah gradually store the taste in his chest. A sense that was originally just admiration grew into a sense of love. That night, finally, Diah slept one bed with Ardi.

("How was the holiday?") Ask Miss Dewi who contacted Diah via video Call.

"We enjoyed it, ma."

("Good then, mama's happy. Did you wear it?") Ask Bu Dewi with a flirtatious face and a flickering eye.

Diah's face slightly met red, he remembered Miss Dewi had given him a gift before they left for their honeymoon. When Diah opened it, Diah was shocked. In the gift box were several g-strings and lingerie. Of course Diah just kept it. He could not use, even if it was a gift from his mother-in-law.

"Not yet."

("Why? Ardi would love it if you wear it.")

"Wear what ma?" Suddenly, Ardi was sitting on Diah's side until Diah jumped in shock.

"Ti-nobody." Diah answered nervously, looking at Ardi who had just come out of the bathroom, and just using a towel as a vital cover. Diah tried to regulate his heart rate that was not because.

("That's, Di, a gift from mama.")

"What did mommy give you?"

("Lingerie equals g-string. You guys are on your honeymoon, at least you have to wear combat clothes properly. Mama said you must like it. You're the one who said, Diah doesn't care that, sure shame.")

How did Diah react? No need to ask again, he was a shy crab until his face reddened like a boiled crab.