Lucky Marry you

Refraining

they had arrived at the boarding house, Angga immediately took the key out of his pocket and opened the door. Gracefully went in and took off her shoes and her bag and walked slowly to the bed.

Angga understands very well the tiredness that his wife experienced, time did run fast when only this morning they were already by the lake and now have shown the afternoon.

Angga sits in a chair busy playing his hp occasionally in his room Anggun who does not move from sleep. Angga decided to go out and not forget to lock the door.

"sorry yes I lock you for a while inside" Angga said in his heart and then kept the key in his pants pocket and drove his car.

time has shown seven o'clock at night and new Anggun moves stretching his body, in the lyrics as the contents of the room that is empty. there was a little disappointment because he thought Angga might be returning to his city because it was impossible to continue to take a break from his job.

she walked towards the bathroom and was astonished that her husband's belongings were still there, Anggun came closer to the door and turned out to be in the lock. Anggun sighed heavily because he felt he still did not have freedom.

Gracefully decided to take a bath and wash her sticky body.she was long enough to be inside enjoying the splash of water, playing foam on her head.

after seeing his fingers that began to wrinkle finally he decided to come out of the bathroom.just got out of the bathroom and was surprised because Angga also just finished locking the door back.

"you have come." said Anggun who was nervous and misbehaved because he felt ashamed of his body just using a towel.

Angga who understood his wife's face immediately turned his gaze in the other direction and pretended to be busy checking his groceries.

"yes, I bought dinner last night we all bought clothes because my clothes were all dirty" Angga said later.

Gracefully opened her little closet and took her clothes back into the bathroom.

Angga smiled a little at the behavior of his wife, he began to check the contents of his shopping earlier. Gracefully come out of the bathroom while gently rubbing her wet hair.

Angga got up from his seat and gave an opportunity to Gracefully apply his makeup as he normally does. he took the initiative to help dry his hair.

"where's your hair dryer ?" said Angga who did not find it on the table.

"mmmmmm nothing, I forgot to take it that time." said Anggun who clearly remembered her hair dryer left in the drawer when she ran away from home.

"ohhh yes let me dry it" said Angga who grabbed a towel from Anggun's grasp and began to gently wipe his wife's head.

"no need, besides my hair is short so dry quickly." Anggun reply refused but Angga still rubbed his head.

Anggun who just resigned then began to polish his face with moisturizer, not to forget also moisturizing the skin for his entire body.Angun distinctive aroma was spread to fill the room.

Angga inhaled the scent with a small smile he really liked the scent of his wife's body.

Angga then rushed to the bathroom leaving his wife who was still busy with her beauty products.

Gracefully waiting for her husband to take a bath so that he could have dinner together, he had arranged it neatly and as before they would eat sitting down.

they began to enjoy dinner, occasionally filled with chat which of course Angga who always started it.

after dinner they began to lean on the edge of the bed began to be busy with their respective phones. Graceful who remembered the clothes that were taken earlier in the morning in the loundry temoat immediately opened the package.

Angga simply observed the work his wife was doing near the small closet.

"that's what ?" asked Angga after seeing Anggun start putting his clothes in the closet.

"the clothes I had taken at the loundry place" Anggun replied with a casual look

Angga got off the bed and approached Anggun, he checked the contents of the closet and pulled the clothes that his wife touched earlier. Angga widened the clothes and made Anggun blush in shame and then tried to pull it from the grasp of Angga.

"this what ?"

"it was a sleeping dress." Anggun back and did not manage to take her clothes from her husband.

"yes I know, so you used this while you were here ?" asked Angga again who seemed to hold back his anger especially after Anggun nodded slowly

Angga felt unacceptable if he saw his wife wearing sexy clothes like that especially he remembered the clothes that his mother bought.

"you are alone and dare to wear strange clothes like this, if for example someone knocks on the door and sees you like this" said Angga still flat with anger

"nobody knows I'm here for a long time" Anggun replied, looking at her husband's emotions...

"but right... huftttt okay.." said Angga who did not want to continue again.

he recalled his goal in order to bring Anggun back home.

"you just wear this one, let's just say I'm not here anyway as long as you stay in this place you wear this right" said Angga who made Anggun hold his breath because he felt ashamed if he had to show it in front of her husband.

she recalled the first time she wore the sexy dress because she told her mother and felt like she was wearing nothing.

"please do so. make yourself as comfortable as possible, " said Angga who gave the dress to Anggun.

doubtfully Anggun stepped into the bathroom and put on the dress he felt very embarrassed and regretful for carrying it when he ran away. he stood long enough in front of the mirror until finally the sound of knocking from outside shocked him.

Anggun increasingly panicked and sighed repeatedly and then opened the bathroom door slowly, in fact he really wanted to refuse but was afraid that Angga was angry, like before again.

"you are my wife so you must follow my words, you must know your position" the remark reverberated in Graceful thought