MARRIED AN ELDERLY NURSE

NOT EASY

The journey from the King's palace to his mother's house usually takes about forty minutes. But after ten minutes, the atmosphere in the car still hasn't changed, it's still quiet.

Neither Raja nor Naysila spoke, especially the driver who sat quietly behind the wheel alone.

For the umpteenth time the King glanced at Naysila who was sitting quietly beside him with a gaze that led full out the window.

Feeling that it had been ignored for so long, in the end made the King become upset himself.

"Since you've been staring out, you deliberately want to make me angry?"

Naysila turned her head to accept the ketus sentence.

"Now even glared. Cc ... Cc ... Cc ... Don't tell me you're trying to get my attention right now!" the king again, the more narcissistic.

'Staring at him can't, turn doesn't look at him he's angry. What does it want ...?'

Naysila grumbled in her heart.

"Oh, I know ... You must still be upset because I said you were ugly. Aye right?" The king advanced his face to Naysila's face, his pair of eyes twitching as if to scorn, impressed like a sly boy who was acting selfishly to his playmates.

The King was a bit under control, making Naysila reflex to pull her face back with a red face, uncomfortable with a breath of sweet flavor mixed with mint, mint, coming out of the lips that are grinning evil.

"I'm not at all upset, sir." elak Naysila, trying to stay well-mannered.

"Long ..."

"Why am I lying?"

"Creally ...?"

"Master, I realize that my face is ugly. Without having to be told by the Master or anyone ..." - cf. Naysila again.

"You are ugly. Very ugly." concluded the King increasingly become.

"Yes, I'm ugly .." challenged Naysila, who obviously didn't want to argue with the King to support any of the man's judgments, even so his heart felt increasingly sick because it was always said to be ugly many times, when he had fantasized about being praised.

"of course. Look, these pair of eyes are so ugly."

"Your nose is ugly ..."

This time the tip of the King's fingers is not even just pointing in the air, but directly perched comfortably on Naysila's nose that is naturally sharp.

"Your cheeks are ugly ..."

Naysila grew stout as she felt the tip of the King's fingers now moving slowly from the tip of her nose.

"Your faces are ugly too ..."

Back the tip of the fingers was further venturing downwards, on Naysila's pointed chin, making Naysila's heart increasingly jump to and fro over that thrilling little touch.

"More this ... All your true ugliness seems centered in this place."

Naysila's face turned full red, as she felt the pressure of the King's index finger over her orange-brick lips.

"Your lips are so ugly. The ugliest part of your whole ugly face ..."

Naysila could not say anything, because right now the King's index finger was really on his lips like a padlock, which seemed to lock all the words that were about to come out of there.

"What a weird thing, why should grandfather send an ugly girl like you to me who is so handsome yeah ...?"

Now Naysila can only smile grimly, just as the King pulled his index finger from the top of his lips, while keeping his body that had been leaning towards Naysila.

'Naysila, please promise me. That whatever happens, within a year, you will do whatever it takes to make my grandson the King happy ...'

The sentence was a sacred sentence uttered by Mr. Raffly Adiguna with great difficulty and a limp breath, before the next day the old man's condition experienced a complete drop to exhale his last breath.

Indeed, at that time without a second thought Naysila had agreed to the request for the sake of a Mr. Raffly Adiguna, who had treated himself very well as a child himself for the past two years.

But in reality, Naysila's promise is not that easy to do ...

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