
'What should I do ...?'
'I've tried everything, from being cold, indifferent, rude, even pushy ... But this woman's heart seemed to be on the highest peak of a tower that I couldn't reach ...'
'Is it possible because I lack patience ...? Less effort ...?'
The king had indeed pulled himself in a few inches after noticing Naysila's apparent rejection, preferring to pull over a little while supporting his head with one hand, watching closely Naysila's shrunken figure hugged her chest, with her pair of beautiful eyeballs tightly closed.
'King Adiguna, this is ridiculous. How can a man as great as you who has everything, not be able to have it all, a woman who was previously only an elderly nurse ...?'
Strange indeed, but the King really found the fact, that at this time in the depths of his heart was boisterous laughing, laughing at himself.
'It looks like it's time I have a ceasefire ...'
The king bathed again but this time he bathed with confidence, after he was bullied by himself in such a way.
An innocent face with a look of real fear belonging to Naysila is still clearly visible in the eyes of the King, who is trying hard to shake his anger so as not to burst.
The king had made a determination, that this time he really wanted to give up ...
...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...
Silent.
Silent.
Silent.
'What's up ...?'
Naysila could not prevent her heart from becoming curious, and that was why she quietly reopened her eyes that were originally tightly clenched slowly, trying to peek at what was really going on, which of course he could not know in the state of closed eyes.
'Jeez ...!'
The next second Naysila gasped violently, so aware that the King was still there, still watching himself closely while supporting his head, not moving anywhere.
"No need to peek."
"Belgium ... N-no ... I ... I didn't peek .." concluded Naysila nervously mixed with embarrassment, because it was caught blatantly that he was intending to peep.
"Naito ..."
"Yes, Mr ..."
The King's face momentarily turned cloudy hearing the annoying-sounding call of 'Master', again sliding off Naysila's tiny lips.
Somehow the woman never seemed to be deterred even though the King had given the punishment many times.
'Don't he do like his punishment ...'
Looking at the silent King, making a speck of regret appear in the corner of Naysila's heart, especially when he found the King who no longer exploded even though he returned presumptuous because he called the King with a call that was hated by the man.
"M-I'm sorry, S-Sayang ..."
With great effort Naysila finally tried to rectify her mistake, worried that the King would again punish her with actions that seemed able to make her soul explode.
Well, the actions that the King always begins with anger, but always ends with tenderness, and actions that he always hated, but strangely he could never refuse.
The King's right hand raised touching the hair of Naysila who was shocked half to death to find the King's tender treatment who was now stroking, when it was clear that Naysila had just made a mistake.
"If it were like that, it would sound better ..."
The smile engraved on the surface of the King's lips almost made Naysila rub both eyes at once, afraid of wrong seeing.
'Tumben he's not angry. Is this man before me really the King of Adiguna ...?'
Naysila was speechless, only her pair of astonished eyes looked at the King who looked so calm.
"Nay .." call the King again, still gently stroking each strand of hair that can be reached by his fingers.
"W-yes ...?"
The King's breath was clearly heard, as if through the inhaled oxygen, the King sought additional strength, before finally speaking softly ...
"Let's make peace ..."
...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...
The sound of a car engine that stopped right in front of the house, made Utari again check the screen of his phone to ascertain what time Reza returned tonight.
Almost twelve o'clock at night.
It feels with a clock like that can be said to be very late even with the reason of overtime.
Utari did not intend to move even a little from his seat that had been inhabiting a single sofa located in the corner of the living room, although the sound of a key that was twisted on the door leaf was clearly heard in the ear.
Reza's figure also appeared with a slightly tangled appearance.
The buttons on his shirt had opened, and his hair was a little disheveled.
The man did not realize there was a pair of beautiful eyes that often watched his every move while trying to cross the living room rather dim, because some of the lighting has been extinguished ...
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