General Agha's Small Wife

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Meanwhile, in the palace, in a room twice as spacious and wider than General Ahha Caraka's private room, the crown prince was sitting on the edge of the bed with sweat filling his forehead. A nightmare haunted him last night. Adnan dreams of Agha ascending the throne and Kiana becoming the queen of Agha Caraka.

Adnan then rubbed a quick sweat on his forehead then shouted loudly, "Arrrghhhhhhhh!" Throw pillows and roll onto the floor. Then, he muttered with both hands clenched violently, "I will not let my dream come true. Not going!!!!!!!"

While in the small palace that became the son of the main palace building built on the east side of the palace, looked a man who was no less handsome and dashing with Agha Caraka, was whistling happily. The handsome man bathed under the shower with a big smile and muttered while rubbing his face, "I think Kiana has got the birthmark. I'll have Bayu meet Kiana secretly this morning and give a message to Kiana to meet me secretly in my garden"

And in the Caraka residence, it still looks lonely. All the inhabitants had not woken up, even the butlers and servants had not been active because it was still very early in the morning and very cold. However, not so in her private room Agha. Agha kept pulling the nape of his little wife and Kiana tried to hold her nape. However, the energy he had was outdone by Agha's strength.

Agha finally clasped his lips to the ranum lips of his little wife and he recklessly swept her lips slowly as he felt Kiana silently pecking and not pushing him.

And Agha bought her eyes in shock as she felt Kiana close her eyes and tried to experiment her kiss back despite hesitation. However, it only makes Agha more crazy. He immediately got up, sat on the edge of the bed without releasing his pagutan, then he cupped Kiana's cheek, tilted a little head to the left, opened his mouth, then he helped close his eyes.

Agha and Kiana enjoy their kisses and get swept up in their intimacy with an abnormal heartbeat.

The bodies of the two instantly felt warm and Agha pulled Kiana sitting on her lap to deepen her kiss. When the handsome man wanted to insert his tongue into the mouth of his little wife, there was a voice, "Sir Agha, Kak Kiana, what are you doing?"

Agha immediately pulled her lips and Kiana suddenly stood up from her lap Agha, then turned her body slowly towards the voice. While Agha scooped his face rough then the handsome man got up slowly while combing his flap hair rough to remove the passion that still mastered it.

Kiana stepped up and smiled awkwardly at Kendra, then asked, "Kendra, kok, have you changed clothes and perfumed? Kendra's been taking a shower, huh? Mandied by Debi's mother?" Kiana immediately crouched down as she had reached in front of Kendra.

Kendra shifted her head to the left to see Agha and Agha waving with awkward smiles. "Good morning, Kendra"

"Good morning, Brother Agha"

Kiana smiled and rubbed Kendra's head while saying, "Smart child" Kiana then kissed Kendra's cheek.

Agha immediately patted his eel and screeched softly, "Oh, yes! I, right, want to cook this morning" Agha then ran a little across Kendra and Kiana without saying hello and immediately darted out of her private room.

Kiana and Kendra followed the direction of Agha's departure simultaneously, then the two sat and smiled amusedly.

"Sir Agha you are indeed strange, hihihihi"

Kiana then carried Kendra and to divert the curiosity that was still depicted on the face of her handsome Kendra, Kiana immediately said, "Let's pack our suitcases because today Brother will take you home"

"Come on!" Kendra shouted happily with sparkling eyeballs.

Six servants who used to work in the kitchen, entered the kitchen with short steps lazily because this morning felt very cold, very cold, shocked by the sight they had never seen before as they walked into the kitchen. The six maids who were cooking in the kitchen threw eyes at each other when they saw General Agha was stirring something in a large frying pan.

One of the servants who was more senior than his friends, ventured to ask, "Your Majesty? Why were you in the kitchen this morning? Just tell me what you want to eat let us cook it. You, right, never went into the kitchen before"

Agha turned his head sharply to the origin of the voice and swung his hand while saying, "Come here and correct this porridge of mine, hurry!"

The waiter who was more senior than his friends immediately ran over the pan to see the form of his cooking Agha.

"Good God, Your Majesty! You want to cook rice soup what porridge?"

Agha then shifted her legs to stay away from the servant in shock with the screams and shocked expression of the servant. Agha then asked with an annoyed face, "What's wrong? I've done everything I know from Bora. Bora if you cook porridge in the camp, yeah, like this"

"The water is too much, Your Majesty. You leave it to me, Your Majesty. I'll correct and finish your cooking" The waiter said as he stretched out his hand to pick up a large vegetable jar made of clay.

"Don't!" Agha immediately nodded.

The servant pulled back his hand and looked at Agha question markingly.

"I want to cook for my wife. Kiana likes to eat porridge. I also made a cakue. You check my cakue"

The servant followed the direction of his master's index finger and rebutted, "I. Forgive me, Your Majesty, it looks like crackers. Cakue's not hard and stiff like that"

Agha scratched his head and said, "Then you teach me, give me instructions, but do not do it! Don't be so dumb!"

"All right, Your Majesty. I'll teach you how to cook porridge and cakue" said the waiter.