Twins A And Miss Cheriwis
Chapters. 377
Sifa gave her lips, when she saw that her husband's body had been drenched in sweat. In fact, Abash only opened the hairpin that was on his head, not running a marathon. But, the man's face and body were already filled with sweat.
Sifa felt like she was getting abundant oxygen, when her head was completely detached by the hair clips that seemed to grab her hair.
"Huff, it feels really relieved, Mas," said Sifa with a big smile.
Abash let out a slow sigh, the man's face seemed to have been filled with sweat.
"Mas, what's wrong with you?" sifa asked who had licked her lips.
Just removing Sifa's hairpin as much as a pinch, made Abash have to spend about an hour. Even the man's body was already filled with sweat, thus making the white T-shirt he was wearing wet.
"No papa," Abash answered while cleaning his face with a tissue.
"You are full of sweat, Mas, you should take a shower first" suggested Sifa who had moved to prepare her husband's towel.
"What time?" Abash saw his appearance.
Sure enough, his body was drenched because it was drenched in sweat, even though the room temperature was fairly cool.
"Why are you smiling?" asked Abash who had seen the wife's face in the mirror.
"Hmm? no, I'm not smiling," Sifa's lie is actually very visible, if the girl can't hide the twitch on the corner of her lips.
Abash leads Sifa's body to face her.
"You must have caught me again, right? Because it's been over an hour I haven't finished opening your hairpin?
Yes, until this moment Abash has not finished opening the hairpin of the wife. In fact, at this time Sifa's hair looks like a lion's hair.
"You're a funny part, huh, Mom? Hairpin opening time to Hours?" kekeh Sifa who was no longer able to hold back her laughter.
"Sifa ... You don't know how scared I am to hurt you, dear," said Abash with pouted lips.
"I'm afraid you're hurt, baby. I'm afraid your hair is pulling and making you sick" Abash admitted.
Sifa let out a slow sigh, the girl did not know, if Abash was so fond of her, that the man could not bear to make her feel pain.
"I'm sorry, Mom, I don't know if you're that big trying not to hurt me. I think you feel confused when you take off her hairpin, Mas," said Sifa who had cupped her husband's cheek.
If only Sifa knew, if what was said by the woman was not entirely wrong.
Yes, another reason that made Abash take a long time to remove the hairpin that was on Sifa's head was because the man was confused, how to release it.
"No papa, sayanh. The most important thing now is that you know, right? if I love you so much and can't bear to hurt you, baby."
Sifa and Abash looked at each other, until Abash's warm and big hands were raised to rub Sifa's blushing cheeks.
"You're beautiful, baby, even if your hair is like a lion right now" Abash said.
Wait, is this actually a compliment or a mockery anyway?
"Maass?" whinek Sifa because Abash said he was a lion.
Sifa quickly turned her head towards the glass, sure enough, if her hair was really almost similar to Sifa.
Abash reached out his hand again and pulled Sifa's cheek to look back at him.
"As I said earlier, even though your hair looks like a lion, you still look beautiful in my eyes, baby. I don't care how your hair looks, or how you look. The origin of this lion-haired girl is still the same as the Sifa I know. And I love you so much, baby."
Abash gently rubbed Sifa's blushing face, the next second, the man brought his face closer to the wife's face. Sifa closed her eyes, as she felt a chewy and wet object already stuck to her lips. Slowly, Sifa replied to every movement of Abash's lips that danced over her lips.
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Zia smiled at the older sister, as the pregnant woman approached her.
"Mbak already knows everything" said the Princess who made Zia frown.
"Know what, Ma'am?" zia asked confusedly.
"You helped Sifa to propose to Abash, right?" guess the Princess who was answered with a smile by Zia.
"Yes, Mommy."
"Since when have you been close to Sifa? How can you not know?" ask the curious princess.
Since when?
Zia smiled slightly. The Princess's question reminded Zia again that day.
Yes, on the day Arash raised the flag of war with Zia. And at that moment, Sifa came to Zia. The woman pulled Zia's body into her arms.
Yes, Sifa was the resting place, where Zia cried back then.
"Kok diem anyway? Make curious Mother," kekeh Princess.
"I don't know since when, Ma'am. The point is that our relationship just goes, "admitted Zia who doesn't want Princess to know, if she and Arash will never be at peace.