The Love Struggle of Young Miss
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By morning, Cacha was getting ready for a walk with her husband. She's dressed up so pretty. She deliberately wears a long-sleeved dress at the behest of her husband.

Cacha's hair was left untouched and there was a simple clip adorning the jet-black hair. Mike, who had just finished his bath, was so fascinated by his wife who looked so beautiful.

"You done, Mike?" ask Cacha. Mike did not answer, only walking to his wife using a towel limited to the waist.

Cacha who saw the reflection of Mike who was wearing a shirt, just smiled embarrassedly. Mike's burly body with fine fur on his chest, always makes him feel the pinnacle of pleasure.

"You're so pretty" Mike praised. Increasingly making the red hue on Cacha's cheeks clearly visible.

The man, who had been wearing a tight shirt that accentuated his muscular build, hugged his little wife from behind and landed a kiss on the cheek. Cacha turned her head, looking at Mike lovingly.

"When we're ready, we better go. Devi must be really happy to see you," Mike said.

Cacha's smile slowly faded, she caught Mike's bitter-sounding voice. His feeling was suddenly agitated, there was a deep worry that he was currently feeling. Honestly, he was afraid that Mike would fall back in love with Devi.

Seeing the pias face of his wife, Mike took Cacha's hand, took her out of the room and left immediately. During the journey, Cacha just kept quiet with a very restless heart. While Mike is so focused on the wheel, it makes Cacha even more unhinged.

Could Mike be this cold because he's about to meet his first love?

Cacha wiped away the tears that were about to drip. Mike, who saw that, immediately pulled the car over. His body turned sideways and looked at Cacha who was staring in wonder.

"Why stop, Mike?" cacha asked trying to neutralize his voice.

"Are you sure you're ready to meet Devi? If we are not ready, we will cancel. The journey is still quite far away" said Mike softly.

Cacha shook his head weakly, the woman's lips seemed to be smiling forcefully. "Continue, Mike. I don't want to die curious because I didn't meet a woman who could make my husband fall in love."

"All right." Mike answered briefly. He turned the car back on and drove it back.

Nearly an hour's drive, Mike's car stopped at a public funeral. Cacha's forehead shriveled until it made his two eyebrows intertwined. He looked at Mike who was taking off his seatbelt.

"Why go to the funeral, Mike?" cacha asked, looking at Mike as if he was demanding an answer.

"We've reached Devi's house. Come on, get off." Mike invites Cacha down, while the woman only complies even though she is very curious.

"We've arrived." Mike stopped his steps beside a tomb that looked so well preserved. Cacha's body stiffened as she read the inscription on the tombstone. A name her husband mentioned since yesterday.

"Hi, Dev. Howareyou? I'm so sorry I just got to see you. I hope you won't be mad at me." Mike released his hand, squatting and sowing flowers on the tomb.

"I came to fulfill my promise to you, Dev. I came with someone who was officially a wife to me. You're happy, aren't you, Dev? You must also keep your promise that you will be happy there." Mike stopped his words as he felt his chest tight.

"You believe me, don't you, Dev? If I could fall in love with someone and live happily even if not with you. Now, I'm so happy to be able to live with the person I love so much. Pray for my household to last forever, and I can take good care of and love my wife."

Cacha who had been silent listened to Mike with great effort tears. Finally, she hugged Mike from behind, and cried on her husband's back.

"I'm sorry, I made you jealous." Mike spoke softly. He tightly grasped the hand of Cacha coiled in his stomach.

"I'm sorry I misunderstood you, Mike." Cacha tightened her embrace.

Mike did not reply, he let go of his embrace and turned around. Caught his wife's face slowly. The two of them finally met. Mike wiped the tears that were still wetting his wife's face.

"I love you" said Mike. He pulled Mike's body into his arms, and Cacha returned the hug.

After hugging, Mike was about to invite Cacha to leave the funeral, but Cacha held the man down, and asked for a little time to stay there for a while longer.

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