BRONDY CHARM (Trendy Leaning)

CHAPTER 39: SWEET

Mutia again placed her head on the chest of the husband, hiding a sudden sense of regret that was seeping in her heart. Because actually Mutia has not completely lost in the endless expanse of the labyrinth, she should still be able to go home and find her way home, the trail is still visible. It was not far away to return, and not much time and energy had been drained to drift away in the arms of the young man whose goal was not even clear in terms of chasing Mutia.

“It's 12 o'clock, at least 10 o'clock we should've left. Or earlier.” Pras said in a flat tone.

“Ya already ... Now we're ready.” Mutia stretched out her arms and looked at the face of the husband, who still left a remnant of good looks in her youth. Yes, Pras was once handsome. He only lost young to Dirga. Even Dirga will not necessarily still be handsome until his old age, if he does not have much money to maintain good looks in order to stay good looking.

“Not that ..” Answer Pras later.

“Where?” Mutia did not understand Pras' behavior that morning.

“We did not have time to buy jewelry for you to come to the party mbak Widya.” Oh my God, what Pras ate yesterday at Hasan's party. Until it was so sweet today. Aye …. It falls into the sweet category. Why did Pras suddenly think about his wife's appearance. Or .. Dirga was talking about what she was with him last night, when they were close. Mutia was feeling stubborn now. Yes, Mutia is an amateur. Want to cheat but do not have a mature style and thought, he is not a pro.

“Important yes Mas, I use jewelry?”Mutia Fishing.

“Mama Ra-Ra, now the wife of the CEO. Maybe when there later your appearance will be a concern or material gibah people.” Fix niih, Pras is down to drinking horse piss or something. This strange magical bin for Mutia.

“Heey .. since when do you think of people?” kekeh Mutia, while hiding the strange taste that appeared in her heart, as if Pras who was her interlocutor now was not her husband.

“Not thinking about people's talk. Just ... Last night I noticed. Only my wife looks ordinary.” Jleeeb ... when everyone praised Mutia's beauty which was completely different from before, it turned out that Mutia's appearance was only taken for granted by her husband. It was only fitting that he was silent, not praising Mutia. Standard Pras height means in terms of beautiful and perfect appearance.

“Oh...” Mutia does not know what to answer. It's impossible that he nyolot and say if last night looks maximal.

“Sorry rarely buy you fancy jewelry. And I've been too busy lately.” Pras kisses Mutia's head. Pras who in silence, was disturbed by the contents that Berto conveyed. Feeling right, if his wife needs to be noticed occasionally, even though it is bound in the sacred promise of marriage. It made Mutia's chest hurt. Instantly rumbled to get an apology from her husband. For his prejudice on Pras who he thought was not attention and did not love him. In fact, his holiness was he retaliated by cheating on the heart with the young man Dirga was responsible. Oh my God .. did Mutia just break up with Dirga.

“I can understand Mas. The higher the department. The higher the responsibility. So, I can understand, if you rarely come home on time like you used to. Because of the burden of tasks that Mas road, of course a lot of time-consuming.” Mutia is like the wisest wife, understanding and prayer. Though ... Enthusiastic mouth already stained by the tenacious dedeg.

“Thank you.” Pras replied in a very flat tone. Stiff. Back to plate mode.

Mutia finally got out of bed, went to the dresser, and crouched down a little like she was picking something up under the drawer.

“Mas .. watch this. Nice and luxurious right?” Mutia showed me a set of unlimited diamonds given by Nunuk as her Anivnya gift a few months ago.

“This gift from Mbak Nunuk Aniv time we yesterday, Mas.” Mutia answered with sparkling eyes.

“You like ?” pras looked at his wife's radiant face.

“Banget.” Mutia replied while nodding.

“Isn't it too fancy for you?” ask again.

“I only wear earrings and rings. Bracelets and necklaces are not necessary. In order not to flashy.” Mutia knew her husband might not want to stand out. But also do not want to look left behind from the others.

“You just use all. You know how the atmosphere is, if it's with my sister." Pras's reply still sounded flat. It was a command that contained a hard code.

Apparently Pras also realized, if all this time the appearance of Mutia tendrung unpretentious. Because it has never been seen using complete and expensive jewelry. Not because they don't have. Yes, that is Mutia. Who never cared about appearance. It is classified as indifferent and insensitive, if the appearance of the wife is a reflection of the husband's income.

But, how would you blame Mutia. Not that he's ugly never insulted husband. And she was beautiful though never praised by her man. Look natural as it is, with the typical body weight of a mother with two children, for him ordinary. There is no plus in the eyes of the husband. But that was when there was no Dirga in his life. Now, let alone body lotion. The shampoo brand used by Mutia was recommended from the girlfriend who was super protective of him.

Yesterday, want Mutia's hair in the booth or in the mink. No one is interested, but not now. Nail color only, Dirga choose. The reason, because Mutia is now the owner of a beauty salon. So Mutia's appearance from head to toe should be perpek, a rancid version. Disbandment.

Mutia did not just use rings and earrings. But a complete set of Nunuk gifts he used. Hanny has asked him to come home to do his hair. Pras honestly admitted in his heart. If now Mutia was much more beautiful than before. His body shape is insane, proportional, because the fat deposits are in the right place. The front bamper and rear bamper are getting denser, round containing. While the stomach has begun to deflate even though it has not been flat, and the wings gradually thinned no longer.

It is fitting that Mutia more agile on Pras' body, not in vain he often practiced in the Shane hangar, not only iron, BL gymnastics he jabanin. To tighten the muscles also have better breathing than before.

“Mama Rara .. geez manglingi really now.” Widya was the first person they met because Pras' brother was standing at the doorstep welcoming the guests to come.

“Ah mbak Widya .. ordinary course.” Mutia was somewhat blushed. Although he himself also realized that his performance this afternoon was even more perfect than the night before. And it was the second dress that was Dirga's choice the other day.

“Mother Mutia .. “ Call someone make Mutia's head turn towards the source of the sound.

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