Don't Be Ferocious Dong, Non !

My wife's smile

“Danar Aditya, just one sentence of my request,”

We quietly listened to Miss, waiting for her to make a further sound.

“I'm willing to be your wife, Inner Birth, as long as..”.

Miss looked at me with her beautiful and brilliant brown eyes. She's very pretty.

More beautiful than before.

“...This marriage is not an obligation, but a desire. Love me not with lust, but with heart. And spending a lifetime with me is not an excess but a willingness,”

Jesus, Nonaku.

The words you say are as beautiful as your face.

I understand Miss, I think the same as you.

With that provision, hurting the lover for any reason is not our schedule.Marriage created with compulsion will make this heart is not sincere to look at the couple every morning.

The lady looked at me still expressionlessly.

“By marrying me, you will be able to bear the burden upon me. Every pain in my heart is a hellfire to you. Every tear that falls from me because of you is a reward to me. And every sin that arises from my vengeance is your responsibility,”

Jesus, Nonaku.

The words you say are as complex as my experience.

And once again I understand Miss, I think the same as you.

Deep down in my heart, the promise to always make you love me is deeply imprinted in my soul. Someone else hearing your words might be horrified.

But I'm happy.

I grabbed both hands and I slipped on his back. Soft and fragrant attacked my nose. I love the smell of your smooth skin. Always like. worldly opium that I received with chest roomy.

“Nona Dias,” I said the first word to you. My pledge is in front of people, in front of the audience who come to this sacred event of ours. “I can take responsibility for you, you are not a burden to me, but a gift. Getting married is not an obligation but a privilege. And living the rest of your life with you is not a responsibility but a choice. All because I love you,”

I heard the audience muttering indistinctly. Some laugh at me, maybe they say I'm bucin, lebay or what's his name.

I don't give a shit. It's my wedding day with Miss. Bucin to the lover is appropriate.

Miss looked at me while raising her eyebrows. Maybe he thought I had prepared a narrative to outperform his words.

But really, miss. It was all said automatically without my control.

Uh! That face of yours implies that you still don't trust me easily.

Again I don't care.

I will swear before God and His Angels. Damn me if I lie to you and your father.

The audience chuckled amusedly.

Next, it all feels blurry to me. The memory is like a whirlpool spinning around me.

As far as I know for sure, my obsession with Miss was accomplished that day.

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This morning, as usual I fell in love.

On the fierce Nonaku, who can now be called My Wife but I still call her ‘Nona’.

He was sticking his nails in my back as I moved on it.

My heart still aches from the kick about a few minutes before this, as a result of me moving too fast.

Now,

I was no longer addicted to his yelling and scolding.

Even though I still like it when he slaps me or kicks me. My lips smile without my control.

Now,

I'm hooked on your smile. The ridges of the lips form a captivating pull that shakes my heart, usually accompanied by the twinkle of your shining eyes.

Now,

I always miss your sigh. Your breath held and released, coloring the air around me. The soft whisper that haunted my ears called my name softly.

Mellifluous sounding, sayup rhythmic.

Soft felt, rhyming symphony.

Somehow my days are with you in the future, problems we will face together. Whether you like it or not, I will always be there for you. Perhaps in my capacity as a human being, not as often as God is with you. But I will always try and try not to let you down.

Because it turns out, Miss...

Your smile is my treasure.

And your ferocity is my heirloom.

Both are my luxury.

- End-of-the-peak