The Third Man is my best friend
Chapter 192 Continues to be observed
The two of them returned to the streets, Freya was on the streets occasionally taking photos and also holding a newly blooming flower, Freya really smiled widely here. Amar who saw him could only smile, his rasan Amar managed to make his wife happy, the place he chose meant nothing wrong.
"Look at these flowers a lot, they are very fertile, in contrast to what we often see. I will be home at home want a lot of flowers like this, I will flush every must " whisper Freya to her husband not to forget Freya also smiled.
"Dear, the land is still fertile and there are no police, although there are some people who have vehicles"
They enter the villa, Freya sits down and turns on the television. Not to forget she also took the salak and asked her husband to peel her.
"You like it so much, I used to buy it for you, but you don't eat it "
Freya looked at her husband at a glance "This is different, this one is so sweet I like, and also this was just taken from her garden right "
That's right, darling "
Freya leaned her head against her husband, Freya began to dare to do small things like this, usually Freya did not want to start first, but now Freya tried to change. They will live together not just 1 or 2 days.
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As they had planned early in the morning, they were getting ready to go gardening. Freya here is the most excited, she wakes up first and prepares first. When she was ready, Freya woke up her husband.
Freya has also made a simple breakfast, the most important thing is that their stomach is filled first. Freya wanted to quickly see the garden and immediately harvest as well.
Freya sees her husband coming out of the room, she wears training pants, and also the same T-shirt as Freya. They also wear hats, so that later if the heat is not too disturbing right.
After that they went to use the motor quite far from this place, but the people here just walk there.
"Other times you don't believe that the mountain people say close, for them it is close, but for us it will be far away to see us here spend an hour" whispered Amar.
Freya just nodded her head. They looked at the people who had already gathered, including the children and middle-aged women. Freya's gaze immediately shifted to the young woman who was braided one, she looked towards the two of them, but rather looked at her husband, so intense and visible that the woman was interested in her husband.
Though indeed if seen at a glance will not be discovered, but because Freya is too sensitive to her husband's affairs so it seems, if the young woman continues to look at her husband even her eyes do not want to be shifted anywhere. It feels like Freya wants to invite her husband to leave here, not want Freya here, but Freya also does not want to make others disappointed.
"Neither remain beside me " whispered Amar to his wife who was still focused on one point. Amar also knew what his wife was looking at.
It's not going anywhere Freya won't go next to her husband. Freya will continue beside her husband, Freya will not let go. Just look at the female who is eyeing her husband is delicious, Freya will not let go of this view.
The two of them were immediately greeted by the residents, before they started wearing the boots that had been provided there. There were not many people, only 5 middle-aged women, 6 middle-aged men as well and most of their small children. There are also those who cook.
Freya rushed to be told what to do, fortunately Freya and Amar worked together, it was fun, Freya would not give the slightest gap for the woman to approach her husband.
It took him half an hour to complete a plot, Freya stretched her body because of aches, for the first time Freya came to do something like this.
Freya nodded her head, she still had not finished her work. Her husband immediately helped her sit next to him, but Freya's gaze returned to the woman who was braided on that one.
She came to approach her husband and held his shoulder while rubbing him with a spoiled "Eat first yu a" not forgetting her contrived smile.
Freya wanted to pull her braids and slam them. How dare she do such a thing to her husband.
Amar immediately distanced her body and looked at the woman with cynicism, Freya who saw it was of course happy, the reason Freya wanted to hear her husband was angry at the itchy woman. She courageously did such a thing to her husband was indeed a seductive woman.
She also did not seem to like her husband's response. He instantly got up and glared at her, Freya smiled inwardly.
Freya and her husband sat down. They put on boiled beans, then there was boiled corn as well and another one there was nasi liwet which was being prepared by middle-aged women on banana leaves.
Amar peeling boiled beans yes to his wife. The attention of all the citizens was immediately shifted to the two of them.
"Have you been married long ?" ask one of the people.
"We just got married and we came here for a walk and a vacation "
Everyone immediately nodded his head, inseparable from the gaze of the braid woman, he seemed to dislike hearing the news, even he seemed to be muttering something.
Freya and Amar have brought their crops. Even their feet and hands were filled with mud, they did not have time to wash them first. Because Freya did not like the woman who continued to approach her husband.
Though Freya had given a bad response to the woman, but what result, she continued to approach her husband. The one her husband held she would definitely do as well.
"I'm so weird about the braided woman earlier why she keeps approaching you so annoying "the Freya protest while cleaning her legs and hands.
"Yes let the most important thing I don't respond to, baby "
"Hemm yes still but he keeps approaching you right, if for example until he comes here and interferes how"
"Where could he dare to come here baby, there'd be no way he wouldn't be that brave"
"Ah I can't believe, from just now she's approached you. I was beside you"
"Dear, let's go inside and we'll eat "
Amar brought everything inside while being followed by his irked wife.