TIKZ [Moving To The Golden Age]
070 - AM I NOT YOUR HUSBAND?

"Hayan, how about this?" Idaline opened the scroll in front of Hayan. Idaline is currently visiting Hayan at Bale' Ndamel. It could have been that he gave up the job while they were both in the Capuri palace, but Idaline wanted to do the job professionally.

"Come here." Hayan's fingers moved downward telling Idaline to approach.

Idaline went around the table and stood next to Hayan, but suddenly the man pulled her down onto his lap. "What are you doing?!" exclaiming Idaline pushed Hayan's chest.

"Hmm I miss you, my crown." Hayan hugged Idaline tightly.

The woman continued to work at her home, which had been a workspace for several days, and did not appear at the dinner table. Idaline wakes up earlier than herself so for Idaline it is very easy to sneak out while Hayan is still asleep.

When he came home he always found Idaline had fallen asleep, Idaline was busy redesigning the Sedap Malam Palace and was also busy avoiding it.

Hayan allowed Idaline to set the heart. But now he does not want to let go of a very comfortable position.

"Hayan, look at my design first." Idaline tries to escape from Hayan's entanglement. His position and the open place embarrassed him to death.

"I like everything my crown wants." Hayan put his hands up and closed them in one fell swoop, along with it all the windows and doors were closed. Then Hayan's index finger bent to his thumb and moved forward making a flickering motion, then the fire on his desk lit up.

"My design is just equipment. For carvings and others, it's really confusing." Idaline pessimistic image can be read or not. But the rough design should be understandable. Recruiting anyone, Idaline must add detail alone.

This is the palace, a place reserved for the head of state. So the details should not be smelled from the outside.

"Oh so." Hayan put his head on Idaline's shoulder. He grabbed the brush and started moving it on paper. "The left here is like this and the one here is like this."

"Maharaja is good at everything" praises Idaline satisfied with the intricate carvings that Hayan drew. If in the modern world, Hayan might be able to become a reliable and famous comic.

"This is because my master used to teach confidently. I have given up myself." Hayan inhaled deeply the scent of Idaline hair.

Hearing the pessimistic words, Idaline looked at Hayan's face. He smiled then said, "Everyone is different in learning, cannot be reduced to one path. It would be better to gather together with the ones in line."

Hayan looked at Idaline's round eyes that looked plain. He dropped his head on Idaline's shoulder. "My grace was too low," he said tightening his embrace. The sweaty scent of Idaline smelled of a tree trunk that had just been split, making her wander a little.

"Hayan you don't be naughty," said Idaline, feeling a hard object between her legs and Hayan's hands coming down.

"My mistress is too seductive." Hayan stuffed his hand into the Idaline T-shirt and looked for the fruit that had haunted him for the past few days. "Your clothes are so cute" he whispered as he breathed into Idaline's ear.

"Maharaja, it's work hours." Idaline catches Hayan's hand trying to take off his fruit guard.

"Who determines the time of work or not is me." Hayan's hand faster than Idaline's, he managed to remove his protector and me re mas objects in his delam, he also bit the small ear of Idaline and menji la tinya make Idaline mele nguh.

"Hmm."

"Wake up" said Hayan before Idaline's ears. Idaline's body just woke up following Hayan's words. Hayan did not let go of his hand, so he got up and rubbed Idaline's stomach and went down.

Idaline held the edge of the table when Hayan stroked and inserted a finger into the core of her body. He almost took out a de sa han when someone interrupted them.

"Your Majesty, I brought you a report from the border."

"Remember, I haven't allowed you in yet!" hayan's Tegur. Hayan hurriedly pulled Idaline into his lap.

"Erm..Hayan." Idaline elbowed weak chest Hayan. He could not hide his hunting breath as Hayan's hands continued to move on the lower half of his body.

"I've always been in and out of the past." Blood whizzed up to Djahan's face looking at Hayan's hand on Idaline's body. The man did not let go of his hand as if he wanted to show Djahan the extent of his relationship with Idaline.

"Look your place. We're not animals that can do that anywhere!" Djahan said angrily before leaving Bale' Ndamel.

"Djahan.." call Idaline. He was never stared fiercely by Djahan. Djahan always looked at him shady and lovingly.

"My heart dares to call another man in front of me?"

"Hayan, lots of files here!" tease Idaline as Hayan lifts her up on the table. "Hnnn. Stop, hhh it's dirty." Idaline tried to pull Hayan's head down between her legs. But unknowingly Idaline pressed Hayan's head and hoped for more.

Hayan smiled looking at the helpless Idaline on the table with a rubber skirt that had already dropped half down.  Hayan positioned himself and entered the wet burrow and lowered his head to eat the fruit without taking the Idaline clothes off.

Hayan obtained a five-finger stamp on his face after completing his biological needs. He regretted being carried away, some of the files on his desk were destroyed including Djahan's report and Idaline's map.

"So, the maharani came to tell me my report file was destroyed?"

"Yes," replied Idaline lowering her head while twisting her tangled skirt.

Because Idaline rolled her hair because of the sultry, Djahan could see red marks on the neck and shoulders of Idaline. The djahan clenched his hand. There was no way the sign of him would still survive until now.

"Idaline, have you come to show off that?" tukas Djahan grabbed Idaline's shoulder.

Idaline timidly looked at Djahan and then looked back down. "No. A a I'm sorry," he tweeted.

"How about I say.." Djahan gripped Idaline's face making Idaline look up at him. ".. I just forgave you after doing this?" Djahan approached Idaline's face and tilted her head.

Idaline bit her lips and looked the other way, her eyes welling up. Idaline did not want to make a ruckus between the two tallest people in bhumi, it was tantamount to destroying the country. Two people of high standing must have great pride.

They will not give up easily with each other.

Djahan closed his eyes and moved away from Idaline. Djahan stroked Idaline's face, and the woman noticed.

"I let you lead the bhumi instead of playing with the Maharaja" he said in great pain.

"Djahan, Hayan is my husband." The words escaped from Idaline's mouth. Idaline kept her mouth shut.

Djahan. He wondered, had Idaline forgotten him? Is their sacred promise so easy to break? Is the woman not really bound to him?

"Am I not your husband?" tanya Djahan is still sad.

"You are always in my heart. Please understand my situation." That's all Idaline can say.

There is no way she would admit to having two husbands.

What kind of situation is that?

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© Al-Fa4 | 17 October 2021

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