
After Adrian came out of the bathroom, he said nothing. Likewise, after I finished bathing as well, and wearing my open nightgown that had been provided in the hotel closet.
She didn't look at me at all even though I was already very beautiful, sexy and seductive. He didn't sleep on the couch or tell me to move to the couch if he didn't want to share a bed with me like I do in a novel.
But why did she suddenly turn cold like this to me? Or is it just my feeling?
"Maybe he's tired, or still feeling awkward with me. I'm the one who's too excited because I'm too happy" once I suggest myself.
"Emm, is Adrian tired? Want me a pijitin? " me ask him who is lying down and is fiddling with his phone.
He's silent not answering a single letter, yes, or hem, or anything like that.
I tried asking again, "or, you thirsty? What's laper possible? Let me pesenin, "gagku.
Silent.
I was confused how else, I also felt very tired because of today's reception which was mostly standing. Moreover, these few days I am charging myself to prepare for our wedding.
"Ah, maybe he is still very awkward to me, we are not as familiar as that huh. Hihihi, I'm kind of pretentious, "again, I calm myself down.
I inched closer to him, though my heart dag dig dug erratically. However, the blissful feeling of happiness made me want to hug her tightly, kiss her, even I felt like I wanted to make love to her.
This was the first time I felt crazy about a creature whose name was male. For twenty-five years of my life, I had never felt the thrill of falling in love, of holding back the weight of longing, of hugging, let alone of kissing men. Because all this time I only focused on the targets that became my ambitions.
Up to my meeting with Adrian that night, it was the first time I felt the grip of a man's hand other than my father and my sister Kavero. I felt the embrace of men other than my father and sister. And I, fell in love at first sight.
That's why I, with my ambitious personality, feel so eager to get it, have it, and hold it in the warmth of love that I have.
Ah, it's beautiful to be in love..
"Sir Adrian... uh, what should I call ya? What do you think is good?" my fanc.
Silently, he was still focused on his phone.
I didn't dare to peek, because that might be his privacy, and I really appreciate that. I also still maintain privacy until now, because we have not been that intimate all this time. Only had a few conversations, but during the meeting, he was very warm and kind, and polite to me.
Is he working on me right now? Maybe so.
"What if I call you Mas? or Honey, Hubby, My Husband, My Love, My Lovely, My Honey, Sweety, Baby? " he covered his ears with his left hand, while his right hand was still on his phone.
Am I that noisy?
That's because he won't talk to me, so I'm babbling to myself.
A little jealous, but maybe it's an urgent business, I thought.
But this is our first night, our wedding night. It's not time to take care of work. Moreover, the time has shown at 11 pm, it is a sign that it is time for the human race to rest the eyes, soul and even body.
Besides humans where office workers who still want to work at this hour, on Sunday anyway. My brain and heart started to argue.
"Well, if you're still busy, I'm sleeping first, okay? Later if there is nothing or need something, just wake up. I'm 27 hours stanby for you, okay? Good night. "my goodbye before closing my eyes.
"Yes, "I finally heard his voice again after a long wait.
But why is my drowsiness unable to bring me to sleep?
Is it because it's my wedding day, my bridal night? And the first time I slept with a stranger?
I felt Adrian moving his body, he lay beside me from his position that was originally leaning.
There was no such embrace in the stories I read in novels, nor in the dramas I often watched. Ah, my love life is only limited in novels and dramas.
"It's the real world, Vita. Come on!" I cried in my heart.
Maybe the novelists and playwrights were too much to imagine their stories to be sweet. I thought I was annoyed myself because what I imagined was not in accordance with the reality I experienced.
In the morning greeting, I saw Adrian who had changed into a casual outfit was staring at the laptop screen on the sofa, and occasionally typing there.
I'm really untouchable!
Boro-boro kiss morning or whatever the name is, the greeting is not there.
I took my foot off the bed and kicked him in annoyance. Then walk into the bathroom and close the door a little hard, it's up to him to be surprised. Maybe it would be better because he would realize my existence.
Soaking in a bath filled with warm water, and also the aroma of therapy from candles made my mind fresh again.
I don't know how long I've been soaking, I get up fresh and feel better. I grabbed the kimono that was arranged on the shelf and put it on the original, then just came out without drying my hair first. Purposefully.
"Morning, My Hubby, "my broom while sitting and writhing spoiled on Adrian's shoulder.
He was shocked by my arrival, "your hair is wet" he said slowly.
"Oh, sorry, "I took a small towel and wrapped my hair.
Now emblazoned my real white collar without blemish, do not forget I sit cross legs until the kimono I wear unfolded and show my sexy thighs. Plus the cleavage that also comes peeping spoiled. Remember, I don't wear anything but that kimono.
The goal is of course to provoke the desire of this man's maleness.
Hey hey. It's my first time huh, I put aside the shame. Just to find a reward with your husband.
But as if he was blind, his eyes were not at all tempted, even though I had seen him gulp with a frenzied gulp when glancing at my cleavage.
"Basic cheesy! This was his habit all along. Hmh! You're the same as the woman out there. Only he was different, Vara, "the mind of Adrian judging Vita when the same time the man glanced at his wife.
"Are you busy early in the morning? I don't want to" I had to stop because he suddenly cut it off.
"Fast put your clothes on, we're too late! " the slow but command-laden pronunciation stunned me.
I choose according to change clothes, I take one sheet of dress in the closet and head to the bathroom to wear it.
"Vara." I heard Adrian muttering just before the bathroom door was completely shut.
"Who's Vara? "