Forced to marry Young Miss Arogan

Whose photo?

Queen had just come out of the bathroom after performing her hot romance ritual with a man who made her not wince or refuse when asking to be served on the squeaking bed she had just said was dying. However, it turned out not as he thought, because it turned out that the bed was quite strong and did not collapse as he thought when the man who was on it moved in accordance with the rhythm when making love.

Aditya who saw the wife had just entered the room room, immediately showed his smile to welcome her heavenly angel. "Dear, let me help you."

The Queen scrunched her eyebrows together because she did not understand the words of her husband. "Help what, My hubbiy? Don't tell me you want to help me put on a shirt."

Aditya reflexively chuckles at the suspicious words of the woman who has walked up to him and sits on his bed. "No, Honey. Why are you thinking ill of me, when your husband is not that bad. For the bad one is you, my wife." Exhales in front of the face of the wife who has been blushing because of her actions.

"Issh ... what the hell! Then help me what?" Pinched the thigh of the man standing looming in front of him.

"I want to help you comb your hair, not help you wear clothes. Because I don't want to take another bath for the third time. Didn't we shower 1 day? It seems we are too diligent to take a shower after marriage," Aditya teased.

"Oh ... comb my hair? All right, I don't mind at all. I can now feel like Mommy, because Daddy used to help her comb her hair. While I was on his lap and Mommy was busy braiding my long hair. I want to have a daughter so I can braid her hair later. It looks like it will be a lot of fun" Queen said, imagining what she had just said.

Aditya is still continuing his activities and focus on staring at the shiny black hair and the distinctive strawberry flavor. "You want a girl or a boy, the important thing is that the mother and the baby are safe. That's all I've ever said to God, other than having a normal child, baby. I don't have a hairdryer to dry your wet hair, honey. So, you're in the room, don't come out. After all, it's not good to wear a hijab while your hair is still wet?"

"Well, I'm just in the room to see your photo album." Queen pointed towards the table, where there were several books and she could see there was a photo album that attracted her eyes.

"Oh .. is that?" Aditya gets out of bed and walks over to approach his childhood photo album and picks it up. Then leave it to the wife who already looks very sparkling. "You just look around this to get rid of boredom while in the room. I'm gonna go ahead for a minute to talk to Dad. It's okay, am I staying a while? Because I don't feel good about you, if you keep being with me. It's like I'm ignoring you."

"I'm fine" Queen replied with a smile. "Go, My hubbiy." Waving her hands as if she wanted to drive away her husband so as not to feel awkward or bad for him.

"Well, thank you, my heavenly angel" said Aditya, who leaned over slightly to kiss the white cheek that looked very tempting and always made her want to touch it. "I'm out first."

"Always steal opportunities in narrowness," complained Queen who rubbed the former kiss from the man who had come out of the room while smiling thinly.

As soon as she saw the silhouette of her husband's burly body that disappeared behind the door, she made her head back down to look at the photo on her lap. His fingers open sheet by sheet photo albums that are there. Photographs from her husband's childhood, who had chubby cheeks as a child, made her occasionally laugh as she felt very anxious about the photo.

"It turns out my husband used to be fat and adorable. Maybe a lot of people were very anxious about her, but why didn't Mama Nayla feel that way about her son? Actually what makes him dislike My hubbiy and love Reynaldi more?"

"I felt very angry when I remembered it. The mother and son both had no humanity. Reynaldi must be severely punished to account for his actions. Otherwise, maybe he'll come back to do something wrong and take revenge on me and also hurt the Goddess."

"Goddess ... for saying her name, made me remember my plan to match her to Dave. I think they are a good couple. I should have Brother give him a job at Raharja's company. So that Dewi has a job after living in Jakarta. Because he reasoned that he still had a duty in Bali, because that was not able to come to Jakarta. Astaghfirullah .. why I forgot something important."

"Dave, come back quickly! Or I'll fire you for being alone with the poison conch!"

Without waiting for an answer from a trusted person, Queen immediately turned off the phone because she did not want to hear the reason from Dave. Then he put his phone back to the side of the pillow.

"This is all because of My Hubbiy who invited me to play earlier, so I forgot Dave earlier. I'm not going to let Dave get in touch with Sabrina," irritated Queen who was seen grumbling.

"Awas later if he comes back, I'll have to interrogate him. Don't let him like that poison conch. I also had to punish My Hubbiy for telling Dave to go with his ex-girlfriend. But what punishment would be appropriate for my angel-like husband. Aaarhh .. Why do I feel so guilty about punishing him?"

Queen repeatedly shook her head, "No way, I can't punish poor My hubbiy. Even he was wasted by his birth mother, when I wanted to do evil again to him. No, I better not talk about it. Okay, the matter is closed up here. Because I just want to live happily with my husband."

After being content with arguing with herself for quite a while, Queen concentrated again on looking at the childhood photos of her husband. There are even photos during the High School period and saw a friend of the husband and a girl who had been to his wedding party in the photo.

"Oh .. turns out to be true, they've been best friends since High School. This girl does look very attached to My hubbiy, you little girl." Disliked by the photo, Queen took the picture from its place and tore the part of the photo of the girl who once liked her husband. "No photo of 1 woman can be stored here! It just kind of burned me out."

And at the same time, Aditya went into the room. Of course he could see the hand of his wife holding the half-living photo. "Darling, what are you doing? Why tear that photo?"

"Oh this?" said Queen with ease. "I don't like any pictures of other women here. So, I tore it up."

"Astaghfirullah .. Then don't open another photo album!" said Aditya who had taken the other photo album on his desk and put it behind his body.

Queen gave a sharp snort and felt very suspicious to see the reverberation of her husband who had hidden a photo album behind his body. "Why really? Is there a photo album of the women of your ex-lovers?"

"No," Aditya replied as he shook his head.

"Then let me see it!" The Queen turned her hand in front of her husband.

"Don't, Honey. Later you tear all these photos," said Aditya with a gaze full of supplication.

"Actually whose photo is My hubbiy hiding? Are the photos of the poison conch," Queen murmured with a grunt in her heart.

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