Love is Real

Love is Real
Chapters 27. Live home.



Next day.


After going through the first night meaninglessly last night at the hotel where they held their wedding party, Prince finally invited Lovely to stay together in his mansion.


In addition to their official status as husband and wife, they also do so that no party suspects that in the marriage there are restrictions in dealing with each other.


And although Prince and Lovely now live on the same roof, their sleep problems remain separate.


The man had even prepared a private room for Lovely before and asked all the Maids in his mansion to keep their mouths shut and not tell Opa Mahes or Mr Dira, if they don't sleep in bed.


"This is your room and now rest, if you need anything, just tell Bi Ami. He's the head of the housekeeping assistant here" said Putera.


"Alright," Lovely replied and then entered her private room next to the Prince's room.


Similarly to the man, he returned to his room to unwind because of his wedding party last night.


Even sleeping separately in a different room, but both have agreed to sleep in the same room if there is Opa Mahes or Mr. Dira who wants to visit or stay at his house so as not to suspect.


As at this time, Mr. Dira suddenly contacted Putera and suddenly wanted to visit his son's house and would stay for several days there.


"What!" peek Putera when he heard the impromptu thing.


The man also became his own malice, to the point of squeezing his face to the point of being so shocked.


Moreover, Mr. Dira said he was on his way to his house. "Why did he even want to come suddenly like that!" the problem is while stepping on the phone.


He immediately came to Lovely's room and asked her to move into her private room right now.


"Lovely, quickly bring your things into my room now! Papa Dira is on his way here" the prince said in a hurry.


"What!" pekik Lovely was no less surprised than Putera.


He choked on his own breath while biting his fingernails, knowing his in-laws would stay here for a few days. And that means, for a few days anyway she will sleep in a room with her own husband.


"Don't be dumb, here I help you bring your stuff!" said Putera felt anxious because Lovely just silently gawking.


Lovely shook her head quickly and immediately moved all her personal belongings into the Prince's private room.


...***...


A few moments later.


Lovely had finally finished putting all her clothes and personal belongings into her room and was ready to wait for her father-in-law to come here in front of the house.


Ribet actually but want how else, anyway they have agreed like that.


Hiding all the terms and some rules that have been made before their marriage occurred, so that no one feels suspicious.


However, it seems that Mr. Dira has learned this from his men who work in the Mansion Putera and for that he deliberately came to stay overnight in order to unite the two of them.


Crocodiles are curated, that's what Mr. Dira's mind is now.


The middle-aged man pretended not to know everything that was going on with his new son and daughter-in-law. He just hopes the two can unite, even if it takes a long time.


...***...


Her night.


The atmosphere of silence occurred when the three of them did a dinner ritual, until finally Mr. Dira tried to open the topic of conversation so that the atmosphere of dinner was not boring.


"Ly, it's your first day living here. Do not hesitate to ask for something if you need help, because the domestic assistants here will be ready to help and serve you" said Mr. Dira.


"Yes Papa, I get it," Lovely replied briefly.


"Good! Well Prince. Lovely is now your wife, fulfill your responsibilities as a husband" Dira said.


"How do I make a Papa's wife happy?" ask Prince.


"Yes, you must pamper him, understand all his desires. In addition, you also have to meet his personal needs both material and inner needs," replied Mr. Dira.


"Inner need, what is it?" ask Prince.


Mr. Dira nodded. "Yes inner needs, I mean Papa you have to provide needs that can make your wife's heart always feel happy."


"Like?" asked the plain Prince once like a clay jug. Empty and without life.


The Prince and Lovely choked together, they looked at each other while gulping their hard-earned saliva.


"Yes I understand, last night it was and we enjoyed it," the prince replied lying.


Lovely looked down embarrassed, although he knew the answer Putera was just nonsense, but in fact it was able to make himself shudder in horror.


The prince nudged Lovely's leg so as not to stay still and stopped looking down.


"Oh yes Papa, we both went through the first night yesterday" he replied as much as possible.


Mr. Dira looked at the two and chuckled, the innocence of the two men made himself shake his head because he had misinterpreted the meaning of his words.


"I didn't ask you that and I don't want to know anything sensitive about your relationship on the first night" replied Mr. Dira as he patted the table and folded.


The prince was upset. "Why did you tell us to such an extent, wasn't my answer correct."


Mr. Dira nudged the clear liquid on the tail end of his eyes. "Pregnant, the purpose of giving inner needs is to give attention, affection and also love to your partner. But if you've done it means very good," he replied still chuckling amusedly.


"A-what," replied the Prince and Lovely simultaneously.


"Haha ... Don't discuss it anymore, you're making Papa sick to the stomach" replied Mr. Dira. Then the middle-aged man moved from his seat to the restroom, feeling heartburn from mostly laughing.


The prince felt itchy with the explanation of the Papa earlier, while Lovely immediately bowed limp because he was embarrassed half to death.


"Bas stupid, why do you even think Papa is asking in that direction" whispered Lovely full of emphasis.


"Where do I know! You are the same, why even continue my words earlier," replied the Prince.


"You're a bitch, because of you I'm so embarrassed like this." Lovely then moved from her seat and left the room while covering her flushed face with both hands.


...***...


It was late and Putera went into her room after finishing some of the office tasks that piled up during her marriage leave yesterday.


She found Lovely pensive on the balcony of her room, propping up her chin with both hands on an iron fence.


"It's night, why don't you sleep and why are you bringing blankets and pillows out here?" ask Prince.


"This is not my room, how can I sleep on your bed. So I'll just sleep here" Lovely replied and then threw her eyes down there.


The prince breathed. "I told you, I won't touch you. You don't believe it once," he replied.


"Where I know, you might suddenly change your mind after I fall asleep and mess with me" Lovely replied hesitantly.


"Hey dirty brains! I'm still sane, I can still control myself. Now go in and bring all these little pillows and mattresses inside. I don't want Papa Dira to see all this and feel suspicious of us" the Prince retorted.


"Wouldn't see, Papa Dira's room was down there and away from this room" Lovely replied.


The prince felt anxious, then he took all of Lovely's sleeping utensils and threw them back into the room.


"Now you also go inside" said the Prince as he pulled Lovely's hand.


Lovely held her hand and shook her head. "No way," he replied.


"You're so hard to set up, all right. Don't blame me for acting bravely to you" replied the Prince. Then immediately carry Lovely ala bridal style and bring it into the room.


"What do you mean it is. Hey put me down!" lovely's orders are asking to be taken down.


The prince ignored the request, he continued to walk in and when he arrived at the edge of the bed, he lowered Lovely and immediately restrained him.


"Don't go anywhere or think of sleeping outside this room, you sleep in this room for only a few days. So be patient," replied the Prince then withdrew to stay away from his wife who had been pounding in fear.


The man got out of bed and picked up a blanket and a head pillow to sleep on the sofa.


Meanwhile, Lovely pulls the bedcover and drowns her entire body overhead, peering occasionally at her husband, who is lying on the couch.


"Hopefully nothing happened tonight" he murmured and closed his eyes.


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