The Devil's Touch
#209
Maxime was making his bed while Milan was pecking himself in front of the mirror.
"My body why it's so bad, yes" muttered Milan made Maxime turn towards him.
"Who's bad?" maxime asked as he walked towards Milan and hugged the girl from behind.
"My body, so skinny. Miwa and Tessa's bodies are good ..."
"They love sports baby, eat her body good."
"So you agree my body is ugly." Milan let go of Maxime's hand that was holding her and turned to look at the man with an annoyed face.
"I-I'm just saying their bodies are good because of exercise."
I didn't say your body was ugly.
"Yes that means you agree that my body is ugly. Aye!"
Why is he so sensi like this, usually never think about appearance.
"Darling ..." Maxime held both of his wife's shoulders. "Your body is also good, not fat."
"If I'm fat doesn't mean it's good?" ask Milan. "I'll be born later if my body must change, so fat tau ..."
"Yes, but still beautiful." Maxime pinched Milan's chin.
"I can't believe you're lying." Milan threw Maxime's hand off his shoulder and walked over to the sofa.
Maxime sighed, Milan have never been like this before. The girl never thought about her body that was always thin even though she had eaten a lot. But this time, it was as if something was upsetting the girl with her own body.
Maxime walked over to Milan. He sat next to Milan and Milan moved back to Maxime with his hands crossed his chest.
Seeing that Maxime even smiled angrily. He immediately hugged his wife, although several times Milan refused in the hug but Maxime was reluctant to let go of his embrace.
"This mummy is very funny anyway .." he said with a slow chuckle and then peeked at the left shoulder of Milan.
Milan still mute not want to sound a little.
"Hey little boy .." call Maxime. "Don't get angry, the little boy in your stomach will get angry later."
"Let it go" said Milan.
Maxime finally pulled Milan's shoulder so that the girl would look back at him.
"Why the hell hm?" maxime asked staring at both of his wife's eyes intensely.
Milan sighed for a moment by bending his face then he immediately hugged Maxime. Maxime who did not understand the attitude of his wife was only able to stroke Milan's head.
"What's wrong?" ask her gently.
"What are you talking about, hey." Maxime pinched Milan's nose.
"I'm serious, if I get fat and ugly, are you gonna cheat? looking for a woman whose body is nice like Miwa for example ..."
Maxime shook his head by hugging the girl. "No dear ... why am I cheating? I don't care about your appearance, it can still be improved. If you're bothered by your own appearance, you can get treatment, right. Miwa understands a lot about body care, you can learn from her if you want."
"So you're not going to look for a prettier woman, are you?" ask Milan.
"No. I have a lot of money, better to use to beautify my wife," said Maxime and then kissed Milan's forehead.
Milan smiled happily and hugged Maxime tightly.
*
All this day Milan continued to stick with Maxime, not wanting far in the least. Even when Maxime went to the bathroom the girl followed her husband.
When Maxime came out of the room to fetch some drinking water, Milan asked in a cradle like a koala boy from the front.
Maxime did not refuse, he carried his wife from the front, down the stairs and went to the kitchen.
Maxime back up to the balcony to take care of his unfinished work, his company will issue the latest car that will come out this month, Milan still hugs Maxime even when the man is working though.
He had a little trouble sitting with Milan on his lap, as well as a laptop on his thigh. Several times his laptop almost fell because Milan could not stand still.
"Darling, sitting on the couch" said Maxime.
Milan shakes. "You are here .." his whiney spoiledly tightened his embrace.
Maxime could only sigh and then get busy with his laptop. Five minutes, ten minutes to half an hour passed he felt no more movement from his wife.
When he tried to see Milan, it turned out that the girl was already asleep. Maxime chuckled softly, slowly keeping his laptop on the desk. Then he leaned his back on the sofa casually, let his wife sleep in his arms, but Maxime himself slept on the balcony.
*
In the afternoon, Milan came out of the bathroom after cleaning his body. Maxime was already waiting on the sofa room to dry Milan's hair.
Milan immediately approached Maxime and sat behind him, Maxime painstakingly drying Milan's hair.
"Tonight there is an ice cream festival" said Milan.
"You going there?" ask Maxime.
Milan nodded with passion. Maxime smiled as well. "Okay, tonight we go ..."
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