Duda Cool Find a Mate
Chapters. 37
This morning was different. Yes, if in the previous days passed with hostility in the cover of hatred, then turned into a beautiful day with pleasant shadows.
This morning, I felt something was different from Aqila. I don't know because of what?
He's acting cold?
Oh, naw.
Last night we spent a beautiful and warm night. Over and over again, my name was called by her beautiful voice. Sleep in the same blanket after sharing the sweat.
I remember very well that nothing happened between us. No problem whatever happened. Everything's fine.
I slept hugging Aqila's body with her head falling apart on my arm.
There's nothing wrong. All fit in its place.
However, after my eyes opened and found the place beside me empty. Then, the other minute I saw Aqila preparing my work clothes. There I caught his shoulder face. I can see if he daydreams often. His gaze was either looking where. Blank. As if anyone had thought.
"Why you?" just ask. Can't bear to see him like a fool, walking to and fro.
Wrong get the shirt, then wrong take the pants. Well, can't let that go.
I'll get off the bed immediately. Approaching my wife.
Look at that shocked face! Like I didn't realize I was in this room.
"You why? Is there something you're thinking about?" I asked many times and it was very annoying when he only answered with a headband.
I crammed her cheeks together so she could look me in the eye. And, I held her head back as she was about to duck back.
"Is there a problem bothering you?" ask again. My thumb is stroking Aqila's delicate cheeks.
Again.
He shook his head slowly.
"Really?" I ask again to make sure.
"The plane should be ready to leave immediately. It's getting late" said Aqila and walked to the table, putting my clothes up there. He moved quickly to clean the bed. Replacing sheets, pillowcases are also blankets with new ones.
For a moment, I was just stunned to see every move of Aqila's movements. The woman was so deft and skilled at doing all this work.
"Are you tired?" My voice muttered just like asking a question to Aqila.
"Yes?" For a moment, Aqila stopped her movements. Looking straight at me with a questioning look. "Oh, no. I'm used to it. This job is fun for me" he continued.
I'm nodding. Feeling relieved at what he said in response to the question I asked. Then, without saying any more words. I went into the bathroom immediately.
Yep. I need to get ready to go to the office as time moves on. Didn't want to get any more boos from Adrian because it came late like yesterday.
Ten minutes later, I came out of the bathroom. Still with wet hair, I took my underwear. Wear it immediately.
"Dragon, her hair is still wet."
Aqila opened the room door and hurriedly walked up to me after previously putting the tray on the table, then brought my work clothes and put them on the bed. He quickly picked up a small towel, then grabbed my hand to sit on the edge of the bed following him.
I just according. Like a boy who obeyed his mother. I am a husband who obeys his wife. Romance is not what I do now.
I kept quiet as Aqila dried my hair with that little towel. Then, she opened the drawer on the dresser to pick up the hairdryer. Next, he dried my hair. All done in quick time and in silence. Because I also don't want to ask her.
I just want to enjoy this moment.
Wait a minute ....
"Aqila," call me. Along with him who turned off the hair dryer. Put that thing back in the drawer. Then take my work clothes, put them on my body. "Yesterday why didn't you say goodbye to me when you cut off the call with the Princess?" manya curious.
Actually, last night I wanted to ask you about it. However, the things that I have been through make me forget what is entrenched in the head.
"Oh, I think ... My brother was busy talking to Anna. The princess came with her mother, didn't she?"
"Yes. He came with his mother. But, you can say goodbye to me, can't you just close that call?" my protest.
"I hurriedly "Aqila answered briefly and it seemed like she was not looking to discuss the matter. Maybe he was in a hurry.
