The Successor's Wife of the President
Wife desire 3

The warm kiss only lasted a few moments. Because Arumi had to spend the fruit, the consequences after asking to cut the fruit directly by her husband.

"I'm really full..." Arum refused the piece of apple that was directed at him. While on the plate there are still approximately five pieces left.

Arga looked at the clock. "It's late, go to sleep." He agreed to stop, though there was still some leftover on the plate he was holding. However, it doesn't matter that Arum has eaten a lot.

For a moment putting a plate on the table, Arga asked his wife to drink mineral water first before laying down her body.

A few minutes after getting comfortable. Suddenly, Arum's sniffiness began to appear when he saw the paper lying on the table next to Arga. She also saw that her husband had closed his eyes as his right arm hugged her.

Actually I feel sorry to see it that was scratched by a knife. But I'm not satisfied yet. It is still a cravings phase. Hehe...

"Darling?"

"Hmm?" I am not going to kiss without opening my eyes.

"I feel uncomfortable, no."

"What?"

"My body."

"Why, are you so full?"

"No..."

"Then?"

"Fill me with that paper, it looks like I'm a little sultry..."

"Don't joke, this room is air-conditioned. Where could you be angry? just lower the temperature."

Arum was silent for a moment while pressing the chest of the field before him.

Sorry, Young Master. Like when your right hand has a burn. I suffer more than this.

"Darling, you're really not paying attention to me, are you? I just want to get some extra wind."

What additional wind. There's that ridiculous... Arga bragged in ruffles. Covering his face with his arms.

"Yes, I just wanted to call Denna. Maybe it's better that I stay in Dieng" he threatened.

"alright sweetheart. Show me how to make wind with paper?"

"Like a satayman fanning his wares."

"I've never seen a saturator ngipasin." Answer honestly with a slightly irritated tone.

"Quick darling. I'm fanning it like this..." Arum.

"Yes, yes, sleep let me fan."

"Don't stop until I'm asleep."

"Yes, my wife." Hiks, I'm going to sleep Arumi. Currently Arga's position sits cross-legged beside Arumi while his hands work fanning his wife's body with heavy eyes holding back drowsiness.

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Days change...

Arum was already preparing with his simple appearance this morning. Meanwhile, the man with a slightly lackluster body sat on the sofa of the room, just woke up.

"Darling, let's get excited. We have to take a morning walk."

"Hoaaaa...." Vaporizing because of sleepiness that is still felt. "The streets were hit four in the morning. Are you torturing me?"

"Morning when the sun is not out is the right time to supply healthy oxygen to the body."

"Where did you get that theory, anyway?" Grumbled. Arga moved and moved to his bed again.

"Where are you going?"

"I have to rest Arum. At seven in the morning there was an important meeting. You know I just got to bed at one in the morning, right? Because you asked me to fan your body with paper when the room was cold to AC." Arga himself still feels sorry for what he did last night. And stupidly I would, all right then.

"Sorry I made you hard. I'm indeed the wife who only troubles you." Pretend sulking. Arum showed a sad face.

"It's not like that. I'm getting less sleep, baby..." The man returned.

"Just the same, the point is that pregnant women are troublesome. Aye, right?"

Arga scratching his head. "All right, we're on a healthy path. You want me to get you some shoes?"

Woaaah, an offer that made me remember the watch case. I will do exactly the same. –Arum giggled in his heart while outside still showing his pouting expression.

"No need for me to no longer be lustful. Go back to sleep" Arum pushed her husband's arm. But the man raised Arum's body, took him to the dressing room.

"Say, which shoes do you want?" He asked after putting Arumi's body on the chair. The man pointed at the glass cabinet containing the shoes.

"I said it wasn't necessary. I don't want to go anymore, let me walk alone. And if I go all the way to Dieng again don't look for me, yeah."

"No, I'm bored."

"Well, which one do you want?"

"The top one from the right number three."

"Okay, I'll get it." The man took it with great difficulty while Arum covered his mouth holding back a laugh before returning to his usual attitude as her husband approached while carrying shoes. "This?"

"I don't seem to like it. The others."

"The others?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Sighs. "Well, which one?"

"Whatever," answered Arum briefly.

"Don't whatever, just show me what you want."

"I said whatever, baby!"

Ck! Why are you suddenly such a bitch, anyway? Despite his annoyance, but Arga still stepped his feet.

"What about that one." Pointing the closest."

"Like green like that."

"If this one?" Persuade the others.

"The top of the left-most corner."

Arga ruffled waist. "Can you refer to the closest one?"

"I want that one. If you don't want to already. I can take it myself."

"Sit down!" Sergey's upset. Before sliding the stairs as its footing. You think I can't what makes you happy? I'll take your shoes even to Antarctica.

His long hand grabbed the spatu then came back down and approached Arumi. "I put it on here..."

Arga crouched down in front of Arum putting his sports shoes on his right foot.

"Darling, why go grey?"

"What?"

"the color."

"Indeed since you pointed is also gray."

"But I don't like gray."

"If you don't like it, why ask for this one?" A little raise the voice.

"You're yelling at your pregnant wife?"

"Aiiiiissshhh!" Scratching his head rough. "No dear, I'm sorry. Now, point to the shoes you want."

"No, you're angry like that."

"I'm not angry."

"You were angry."

Arga held both of his wife's hands before kissing gently. After that, he raised his face which looked frustrated.

"I'm sorry..."

Geez, I can't bear to see his face. But cool. Hehe.

"I want those shoes. The combination of pink and white."

"What, did he say he was bored?"

"Yes, not now."

"Then why are you asking me to?"

"You angry?"

"Of course not. For my wife and this child." Arga lay his head on Arumi's lap while both his hands were coiled around his waist.

Just give up, her name is also pregnant. Yeah, anything for you and the fetus in your womb. (Argha)

sorry, honey, even if not. But I do enjoy that annoyed expression of yours. (Arum)