Sacred In Stain
Sulking

Chapters 162. Sulking

At the end of the main bed, Yudhis stood upright like a robot. He just came out of the bathroom, still wrapped in a towel wrapped around his waist. His expression was stiff, smiling no, but not even frowning. Similar badung students who are being punished and diomeli BK teachers.

At the edge of the mattress, Khalisa crossed his arms, his lips pursed, sulking furiously. “I told you. The negligee must be the brother who bought it, but why even tell the King?” cecar Khalis is upset. Khalisa is not a spoiled type at all. But with Yudhis, the common side of these women appeared free not to be arrested.

Yudhis cursed in his heart. The instincts of the woman he was pregnant with turned out to be very sharp, sharper than the razor-shaving mustache and beard.

“Who said? This negligee is really me who bought,” replied Yudhis who tried not to be nervous. Building a calm image in front of his own wife at this crucial time turned out to be very difficult, even though Yudhis was trained to keep his face while handling cases at the trial.

“It turns out all men are the same. Likes lying!” khalisa exclaimed sadly as well as disappointed, sobbing furiously.

“Who is lying? I actually went to the market to buy the negligee you want you know, Honey,” said Yudhis with a persuasive tone. Still trying to evade.

“Certain this what?” Khalisa showed Yudhis cell phone with a message conversation with the King inside. Forgetting to anticipate this because basically Yudhis had never lied to Khalisa before, so he forgot to take into account the possibility of being caught blatantly like now. “Try explaining!” Khalisa demanded an explanation like a professional lawyer who urged the suspect's information at the trial.

Yudhis cleared his throat because he was caught. Scratching his head does not itch to respond to the silence he made himself. He fatigued himself near Khalisa, embracing his sulking wife, abstaining from retreat even though the hugged were resisting.

“Gini you know, Baby. Okay I confess. It was the king who bought it, but I really went to the market as well. It's just that I wait in the parking lot, and ask the King to find a negligee according to my instructions via chat and phone when he wants to buy. Isn't that the same as buying? It's just the difference it's not my feet stepping into the market. Not nothing, I just do not want my good looks invite excitement in the market,” he said looking for an excuse.

Yudhis is beset with a sense of error now. Doesn't he express his gratitude almost every day for the gift of his flesh-blooded heart that is now growing in the womb of his wife? However, in this situation Khalisa seemed to doubt it because it had already rolled angry at him. And Yudhis really understands, Khalisa's reaction must come from the mood swing of pregnant women that the obstetrician has explained to him.

“Should I make a big banner and put it up in the town square to declare how happy I am to have a descendant with you, My Idol?” yudhis said seduce while shrinking Khalisa's wet cheeks. Trying to dampen the fire of anger the wife who supposedly said can be extinguished with sweet things like this. And according to the experience of Ghaisan the friend, this kind of romance is a powerful weapon to crush a wife who is rampaging.

Khalisa slowly softened inedible seduction. Stop thrashing while still pouting. “Don't be, embarrassed if you overdo it,” his grunts are still sulking.

“So, have I been forgiven now?”

“But! Anyway I'm not sorry Brother!” sambar Khalisa frankly because his heart is still arrogant.

“Keep, how should I be forgiven?” Yudhis persuaded sweetly while pecking Khalis' cheek affectionately. And Khalisa of course the melt is treated this warm despite not showing it to the surface.

“If you really want to be forgiven, anterin I buy my own negligee. But now I don't want anything on the market. Want to buy the same Windy. Credit people who used to sell negligent goods to Buah Batu.”

Seriate.