The Duke's Substitute Wife
Baroness Lilliana

Viola submerged his body with warm water. His body was drained away, don't ask his waist, as if his waist had no bones anymore. His entire body was completely exhausted, his stomach rumbling holding back hunger. And he did not realize, now the sun was already overhead. He did it until noon.

He was inexhaustible, Duke Cristin was truly ferocious. This time it was Duke Cristin who was very active in touching his body. Until he slept too late.

Once enough of his body was soaked, he got up from the bathtub, grabbed his bathrobe. Then come out with wet hair and wipe it with a towel.

Viola stepped towards the bed, he saw Duke Cristin not being disturbed at all. The comfort of being around him made him not want to be far away. He sat on the edge of his bed, gently rubbing his head.

"Your Majesty," Viola said softly. He scratched Duke Cristin's cheek in dismay. Kissed her.

Viola stood up, she picked up the red dress in her closet. Without makeup and wet hair, she came out of her room to the kitchen. She could not help her hunger anymore, after she finished making the new fried rice she would wake her husband up. With a taste of gout on her waist, she still carries out the obligations of a wife, taking care of her husband.

With spices that are already in the kitchen, and rice that has been prepared by the servant. He asked the waiter not to interfere and left him in the kitchen. The servants complied with Viola's request even though they had insisted on helping Viola and in the end they just stood quietly in a line that was not far enough. Only one servant helped Viola.

The fragrant aroma of the herbs that Viola stirred, made all the maids swallow his saliva. I want him to taste first. Seeing one of the servants who helped Viola and tasted it. Their hearts thrashed unacceptably.

With arrogance the waiter chewed fried rice made by the master while glancing to play his mouth. The annoyance in the hearts of the servants made him want to squeeze his mouth.

"Bring it to my room, and you can eat this fried rice." Viola said to the five standing maids and the butler.

Viola headed to his room and was followed by one of the servants carrying a tray. The waiter placed a tray containing two dishes of fried rice and two glasses of water. The waiter put on a small table beside the bed and then saluted and passed away.

Viola sat on the edge of his bed, then pulled Duke Cristin's nose. "Dear."

Duke Cristin hugged Viola, he sunk his head into the niche of Viola's neck. "Dear." Viola kissed Duke Cristin's head. "Bau asem." Viola Eject.

Duke Cristin let go of his embrace, he kissed both armpits, until Viola laughed. "Dear baby, let's eat." Viola pinched his nose.

"You dare to tease me." Duke Cristin.

"Yes, I've had lunch. I made fried rice." Said Viola while taking a plate of fried rice in front of him.

"Dear cow, you've eaten" asked Duke Cristin.

"That's mine," said Viola glancing towards the other plate.

"Huh, we ate a plate of both." The Duke Cristin's. He took over the spoon in Viola's hand then took the fried rice, then fed Viola.

"Enak" said Viola. He took a spoon on the other plate. Then he greeted Duke Cristin. The two men also while feeding in the accompaniment of a small oddity. Sometimes small things make the harmony of a family more meaningful. Duke Cristin promised. He will take care of his little wife, his smile which is the embellishment of his life in this world. He prayed that one day he might die earlier than Viola. Hopefully, his death will come when the time comes. He died in the arms and love of his wife, Alana.

"Duchess, sorry to interrupt. Baroness Lilliana is coming for a visit."

Viola and Duke Cristin stared at each other in shock. "Don't be afraid, as long as there is I won't anyone hurt you. Wait I'm done showering, we go downstairs together." Duke Cristin. He immediately rushed to take a shower to meet his father-in-law.