ASMARADANA CROWN PRINCESS

Season 2's. Chapter 23

Revi.

It was still clear that his kiss stopped time.

A purest first kiss. Most sincere. A kiss that was filled with love, for months full of uncertainty in our relationship.

The kiss was so amazing, because everything now feels right. A gentle touch that changed the situation, eroded the distance and confirmed that Dalilah and I loved each other long ago when she and I were ABG.

This is the most beautiful karma of my life. Falling deeply at the feet of a Dalilah.

"I love you." I whispered softly.

When he smiled, he tidied the kejawen shirt I wear today as my big shirt number two after the white medical suit.

Initially... There are no words to describe all the feelings I felt when I really entered this family.

They all hit me from all directions. Makes me only able to flow and surrender with whatever must flow here.

Dalilah sprayed the sandalwood scented perfume on my shirt before she really let out a sigh of relief.

"Had" she said, sitting back at her dresser.

"Thank you." I said. He was again busy with his makeup tools, but his eyes looked at me from the reflection of the mirror.

"Why?" many wonder. She smiled at the mysterious smile that upset me. "What the hell!"

Wear lipstick and taste your own lips.

"God..." I held her shoulders and whispered in her ear. "The little pretentious hickey!" my lips

In a small chuckle, he put on his perfume before re-cooking himself in the mirror.

I'm amazed. "It's beautiful, Lil! What else to polish?"

Daliah grimaced while holding his hand on my arm.

Today there is still a press conference before me and Dalilah really resigned from the great celebration of the King to start the activity again.

I clenched my hands before meeting the press.

Some questions I could answer easily, some felt full of caution.

Dalilah smiled gently and tightened her grip under the tablecloth, hinting that I should be confident, straightforward, and intelligent.

I was able to do well thanks to the sincerity role of Dalilah.

Sometimes he likes to mock me.

Dalilah and I waved their hands before clasping their hands together and saying goodbye, which means that we can no longer see the press.

I took his hand to go back inside the residence, followed by some courtiers who followed us and closed the towering wooden door.

***

"Look, Monday to Friday we stay here, mom! Friday night until Monday morning we stay at the mas house or Mommy's house. How's it?" describe the Dalilah as I asked her to discuss.

I immediately nodded in agreement.

He pulled the big suitcase before opening the closet, his forehead wrinkled so deeply before taking the clothes he wanted to bring to my house.

"It's so hard on your life, Lil! Bring what you normally wear!" I said as I approached her.

I was curious about the contents of the closet. My hands reflexively stretched out to go back and forth his pile of clothes.

Dalilah just glanced at me while choosing her clothes.

Sometimes I smile when I see his clothes. My eyes are interested in

summer dress hanging on a coat hanger.

"It's taken all." I said, lifting him out. Dalilah squinted her eyes while looking at her summer dress. His lips immediately smiled brightly.

I squinted, suspicious. "Why? Any memories of this shirt?"

Daliilah nodded lightly. "My summer dress time in Melbourne" she said casually.

I immediately widened my eyes. I can't imagine how beautiful she is to wear this summer dress with graceful steps that make anyone would be amazed by her.

Daliah take off her summer dress hanger and put it in the suitcase.

I took a long breath. And chose to look at it without saying much even though I wondered how her life was there.

"Diem's cigarette? Why?" ask Dalilah.

I shrugged my shoulders. "You had a boyfriend in Melbourne?"

Dalilah shone at the horse and shook his head in doubt. It's weird enough with the magic, but I don't want to ruin this moment with my insignificant suspicions.

I tidied my hair before pulling my laptop bag. Things that can't get away from me other than my wife.

"Come parting." take her. I cleared my throat and pulled the suitcase out of the room.

In the living room, Mother and a bule who I know Dalilah's cousin sat together while giggling familiarly.

"Mother.." call Dalilah.

Mother sighed and smiled. "New bride..." Mother moved, stroking Dalilah's arm and patting my shoulder.

"So honeymoon?" ask her.

The Dalilah immediately nodded firmly and clasped my hand.

"So, Bun! It's about to go."

Cousin Dalilah looked at him and smiled obliquely. "You didn't violate your abstinence after marriage?" with a tone of sarcasm.

I watched him closely, as if something had happened to Dalilah and his cousin.

"All wedding processions have been simplified. His taboo!" dalihah.

I observed the dispute between the two in silence. Fix, something did happen to them.

Mother called Arkananta and Dalilah, Mother shook her head slowly while pointing at me with her chin.

Hmm.., Arkananta. I'll remember.

"Ayahanda is busy. So we say goodbye to Mother" said Dalilah.

I clenched her hands together as she walked down to kiss the back of her hand.

"Please pray, Mother. Let me take it home to my house today."

Mother patted my shoulder. "Be careful on the road."

I clenched my hands and walked backwards. Dalilah went to say goodbye to Mother.

"Greetings to the Father, Bun! Go home first."

Homehouse.

Mother nodded, touching the top of Dalilah's head. "Arkananta bring you a wedding present, and Mother will put it in your room."

Dalilah nodded obediently and we immediately went home to the palace driver, escorted by our personal bodyguards.

***

Arriving at my house, my family's personal guards were still on guard on the porch.

As per the protocol, my house occupied by Dalilah must be guarded by a personal bodyguard who is really used in his field. Likewise, the fence that has been installed iron trellis.

They nodded politely while carrying Dalilah's suitcase into the house.

I smiled with relief, I finally returned to my own home. What freedom there is here all Friday night through Monday morning.

Dalilah threw her body on the sofa while looking at the contents of my house.

I asked my bodyguard to come out.

I closed the door and locked it while throwing my body on the couch.

"Is there anything you want to change, the design or the trinkets? ask her.

Dalilah shook slowly. "I like your house, but it's quiet."

I smiled a little. "Later if the basic technique training session in the room is smooth, and our honeymoon has been carried out without obstacles, the princess will play here. Now she's having fun with her grandmother." I said gently.

Dalilah. "So we're actually honeymooners at home? Not going abroad or to Bali? Minimum to the hotel?" the door with cat eyes sucks.

"You haven't tried my bed yet, it's more comfortable than a hotel bed! Try gih." I cried while holding back the rarity.

Shrugging his shoulders, he pulled his own suitcase into my room. I followed him from behind, wondering what his heart was.

Dalilah circulated her gaze then fixated on my mattress with the size of a single bed.

Then he looked at me, glanced at my bed and looked at me again.

"Mas Jati sure?"

"Narrower is more intimate, Lil!" my elak.

The Dalilah smiles while going up to the bed. He looked around for a comfortable position before pulling my roll and hugging it.

"You're bobbing for the day!" he said while yawning. I sizzled, and I put myself on the bed.

Really narrow.

"It's mine, Lilah!" I said as I pulled my scroll and threw it on the floor. Dalilah sighs resignedly.

"Hug me, warmer" I said, pulling him closer and closer. He put his hand on my back before closing his eyes. Fifteen minutes passed, he snored softly.

I rubbed my face and shook in disbelief. "I'm afraid of another test!"

Ish...

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