Can I See You Again

I'll Give It Now

The Crown Prince's request really made Youra flustered. The adorable attitude of her husband who always demands love really makes her want to scream happy every day.

"What gift?" youa asked increasingly confused. Looking closely at the face of the husband who was very serious. "Gift because I've kept my love for you for years without turning away. Even after you hurt me, I still keep my love for you" replied the Crown Prince confidently.

"What gift do you want, my dear husband?" Youra sat down facing her husband, smiling very happily. "What gift do you think I deserve for my incredible loyalty?" the Crown Prince's.

"Hm ... Two larger palaces?" youra replied groping. "Lee Youra, you're still evil even if it's just the two of us here." The Crown Prince's face looked pitiful. "Areally, those two larger palaces aren't enough?" youa asked plainly.

"How long have we been married, but you keep leaving your husband alone and lonely every night." The Crown Prince placed his hand under Youra's chin, and looked at her with a seductive face, before returning to continue. "The palace sends a lot of women every night, but I always turn it down. Did you get here, you know how much I love and want you?"

The Crown Prince's words instead made Youra blindly jealous. "Send women every night?" Youra touched her husband's face with her two tiny palms. "You really didn't sleep with those women? Can this rule not be removed? Like there's no concubine or anything. I don't agree!" Youra to the point of asphyxiation expressed that desire.

The Crown Prince grabbed one of Youra's hands that touched his face. He kissed the tiny hand with a smile. "I've been waiting for you all night. But I will never turn away from you at any time. Only Lee Youra, my only woman. I won't have a concubine, or any other woman." Back the Crown Prince kissed his wife's hand.

He pulled Youra's body between his legs. "My husband, what do you want ... "

"Open your clothes. Don't you want to take a shower?" As if to know, the hand was now pulling the ribbon ties on your chest. "My husband, I can open it myself." Youra removed the Crown Prince's hand from her dress. He retreated a little bit away. His heart is beating so fast. The dark sky with a strong enough wind supported the romantic atmosphere was hotter.

The Crown Prince kept looking at him. "My husband, can you spin around for a minute?" youa asked nervously. "I want to see it. Why ask me to turn around?" Youra's words were greeted with disappointment by the Crown Prince. Youra was fixated for a while, before the Crown Prince finally moved from the spot. Noiseless, the Crown Prince suddenly walked out of his room. Carrying a disappointed look it went from there holding his stomach that was still bleeding.

Is he sulking?

Youra hurriedly ran to the back of the hut to immediately take a shower. Very surprised, the husband had prepared a bath for her. Complete with floral fragrances that he did not know when he was looking for. Youra laughed in there. The Crown Prince's adorable face made him stop at nothing to smile. Really in love. Youra quickly took a shower, impatient to return to her manja with her husband. Later after the Crown Prince takes a bath, he will help apply the medicine and replace the wound dressing. The Crown Prince did not look at her when he was about to take a bath. Youra realized, the husband was disappointed.

Until the night of greeting, the Crown Prince did not enter their hut. Still daydreaming out there. Sitting bent knees with wet wounds on his stomach, when the rain will soon fall.

"Let's go in. There are lots of mosquitoes and dark. It will soon rain. You can't catch a cold. It'll hurt." Youra tightened her embrace.

"My wife, you've hurt your husband." The Crown Prince turned his body, looking at the wife. "Yes, Sweetheart. Ii'm sorry. Let's go in. We have to treat the wound. I've also prepared a simple meal for our dinner." Youra's persuasion successfully knocked out the Crown Prince.

After entering the small hut, the sky was no longer friendly. The wind was getting louder until the leaves sounded rustling to each other. Youra closed the door of the hut tightly. Inside the hut, he had prepared dinner for them. With two candles placed in the corner of the room.

"My husband, let's change the bandages." Youra applied the medicine into the wound slowly. "Didn't it hurt, my husband?" ask Youra. "Lee Youra, don't hurt my heart again if you really love me." The Crown Prince did not answer the question and instead went back to discussing the matter earlier.

"I won't do anything wrong again, promise." Youra was pampering in front of her husband. "I'll give you the gift now" he added. Youra's last words managed to paint a smile on the Crown Prince's pitying face. "really?" asked the Crown Prince very much.

"certain. But, we'll eat first, okay?" Youra had finished bandaging back the wound. She shifted a small table of dishes before her husband. "Why should you eat first?" ask the Crown Prince.

"We must eat first, my dear. Since morning we have not eaten. Aren't you hungry?" reply Youra while pouring rice and side dishes into her husband's plate. "Then after eating my wicked Empress fell asleep from her satiety, and left me once more. Just keep going until I die."

Youra suddenly giggled at her husband's complaint. He was always evasive. "I'm not leaving you alone again tonight. Don't talk like that. I'll give you the gift. But, you have to eat first, huh?" Youra persuaded her reluctant husband to eat to eat right away.

The Crown Prince's eyes wandered to the smallest corner of Youra's body. He just kept staring at the woman until Youra became awkward. Youra's wet hair that was starting to dry refined that beauty. Along with the dim lights and the rain that began to fall, Youra looked very tempting. "Lee Youra," called the Crown Prince to stop Youra who was eating voraciously.

"How can you really be hungry at a time like this?" asked the Crown Prince impatiently. Youra who had just finished eating immediately gulped down her drinking water. Just sober, the Crown Prince didn't even eat that food at all. "Is my cooking bad, my husband?" youa asked plainly.

The Crown Prince shifted the table roughly. Grabbing Youra's body and starting to pounce on her, without a cue.