Our Story: The Sudden Chancellery
S2 Chapter 45 - So Because of That?

The wet hair and damp body were taken out by Viani from the bathroom. By simply covering herself with a towel, Viani immediately sauntered near the dressing table and dried her hair with a hair dryer.

Only the noise of a hair dryer was adorning the room. From now on when he came home, he did not want to say hello to anyone, luckily there were not many questions, because Gemma and Gala were not at home.

“You're out of the way?”

The voice in the man she loved made Viani turn around and look at the husband who was standing upright behind her. After the incident****** that, Vincent came out of the bathroom and fell asleep right next to Viani without touching her at all. Until Viani left him who did not wake up at all.

Viani became increasingly uncomfortable and inferior.

Sweet kisses and kisses are obtained every day. But that touch, ahh, Viani had not felt it for a long time.

“Elvina just hang out,” said Viani by trying mediocre. Still wearing his towel, trying to cover his body. Then he was wearing makeshift clothes that would fit. Choosing comfortable clothes takes time. Embarrassing.

“I wasn't invited?” ask Vincent again while peeping the top of Viani's head.

“Girls only,” said Viani casually.

The oriental-faced man smiled and then kissed the top of Viani's head again. "Beautiful wife ..."

Instead of soaring, Viani was even offended at the compliment. “Stop dreadlocks not quality, Vin!”

“Well, huh? My most beautiful wife" said Vincent, who hugged him.

“Do not dreadlocks.”

“Ngak dreadlocks. That's the truth, I have a beautiful wife.”

“Cantics?” Viani smiled bitterly.

Vincent knew immediately something was wrong. “Vi .. are you okay? Is something bothering you?”

“Not there!”

“Vi ..” Vincent grabs Viani's body and hugs her from behind before Viani's body goes further towards their cold bed.

“Detach, Vin! I'm going to sleep!"

Vincent frowned, "What's wrong? I can't hug my own wife?"

"I forgot the last time you hugged me after I gave birth."

Vincent's forehead is getting wrinkled to hear his wife's strange words. Last time I hugged? He himself forgot the truth. While Viani has already felt insecure on his own physical changes that are now not as perfect as before.

Not wanting to conflict further, Vincent finally dropped himself next to Viani who had already slept in seconds.

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Feeling the urge to urinate, Vincent immediately went to his toilet. But when he came back, he realized that his bed was empty. Viani where to?

Vincent went straight to the nursery right next to his room, which was connected to a modified door, connecting the large room in a different room that is smaller with a soft hello kitty image motif.

A body figure was leaning against the wall while staring at the window. The body trembled a little. His wife is crying?

Without wasting any time, Vincent immediately sat down next to Viani. His feelings are quite anxious and worried. Fear Viani is sick. Fear of experiencing baby blues, postpartum depression, or other psychological disorders. Viani had enough of yesterday. Enough already!

Vincent immediately grabbed Viani into his arms, but the woman refused.

"I'm not pa-pa!" viani gusar said. Hurriedly he stood up and left Vincent.

Of course Vincent doesn't let his wife be alone. She keeps following Viani to return to their room, leaving their sleeping baby in her crib, a two-month-old baby who has grown accustomed to adult hours of sleep.

Viani threw her body in the bed followed by Vincent. Instantly when he saw her soft satin pajamas slightly exposed, Viani hurriedly closed them. Cellulite is a scary specter. Vincent will increasingly not want it at all, and may end up at****** in the bathroom again.

It's still a good thing if Vincent plays solo. If he gets to the sidelines

"Why closed?" ask Vincent again.

Viani's face immediately flushed unusually. He was so embarrassed that hundreds of streaks of the curse were already lodged in his skin. They are rich, but getting rid of cellulite takes time. The experience of his mother alone, he had taken six months to disguise it to become a fine line. Though Gala has banned her mother all-out because she feels his wife is beautiful and physically okay.

'Ah! So because of that!' muttered Vincent in heart.

Instantly the man immediately knew that they had misunderstood all along. Vincent was terrified to touch Viani, Viani was embarrassed because her body had changed. He was too afraid to touch his wife and ended up in physical contact that he had not felt for a long time.

He was afraid of getting out of control and would be rude to his wife. Viani was still too fragile to accept that touch. That's his mind, actually.

All right, Vincent has to get things straight. Viani will not be allowed to think negatively tonight.

"Don't conclude everything yourself, dear! You think I don't want you anymore?"

At once the cry of Viani came back down slowly. He felt inferior, ashamed and had nothing to be proud of in his slightly damaged body.

"You don't need to be ashamed, Vi .." whispered Vincent affectionately while pointing his hand at the cellulite on Viani's stomach. "This line, is a sign of your love for me. Where I see with my own eyes, that you risked your life on the seed that grew into a baby in your belly."

"But you-"

"Shhhh! My fault too. I should have asked you if I could touch it or not. Because honestly, I myself was afraid that your body was too fragile to accept me. Afraid if-"

Regardless of the rest of Vincent's sentence, Viani immediately pulled the nape of her husband and gently linked their lips. Vincent's fingers rose, summarizing Viani's face and returning the kiss was no less gentle. His thumb was raised to remove the drop of tears that fell on his cheek.

"I love you, Viani Suteja. The more love ... Don't think anything!"

Viani grew more and more flowery until her cheeks met pink, inviting a gentle and sincere smile from her husband.

"Think of yes!"

Viani laughed and patted her husband's arm in dismay. The man also gave a crisp laugh while returning to kiss his wife with great emotion.

The kiss fostered a feeling like millions of butterflies flying in Viani's stomach. Such a feeling, he had not felt for a long time. He felt very loved, especially when the lips danced gently on cellulite strokes and also the former operation.

Like a thank you from Vincent for all the struggle Viani with him.

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