My best friend my husband

Chaptre 72.Stay Like This

"Well, you know what it is?" ask Dara to me.

I chuckled softly and took a snack that was in the bowl and put it in Dara's mouth.

"Yes, I have more IQ than you. You have to be happy because you can get a husband who is smart, well-established and handsome like a big brother," I said with confidence at the level of a god.

"Oh, that's all."

"Hey, you should be grateful. Because a handsome man is like a big brother."

Dara clucked and lay on the bed. While I put on the sheetmask to refresh my tired skin.

"You want to not?" my question was to flatten the sheetmask on my face.

"No, I'm using it."

When I finished, I sat in bed playing with my phone.

"Dear."

"Hm."

"Cut your sister's hair tonight" I asked.

Dara turned her lying position to face me. Don't be asked with his sharp eyes.

I took off the sheetmask on my face and pulled her hand towards the bathroom, but first I took out the scissors that were on the dresser.

I left Dara in the bathroom because I had to take a lounge chair for me to sit in front of the sink mirror.

"Come on."

I sat in front of the mirror. Dara just kept looking at me.

"I'm not good at this. What's bad then?"

"You know what, honey? This hair is very disturbing activity outside. Moreover, the bangs have reached the cheeks. If it's extended again, brother looks older."

"Sister is old, thirty-two years old" he said.

"Yeah, gini-gini sister looks eighteen years old know. Brother is very good at taking care of himself," I murmured.

"So, what does your sister want?"

I started combing my hair first and then measured the hair that Dara had to cut using scissors attached to her tiny hand.

Dara took a standing position behind me and then looked at my hand in the mirror.

Dara began to cut the front hair to the eyebrows. At first Dara cut my ponytail up to my eyelids, but I asked her to cut it back under my eyebrows.

I turned the chair to face him, so that he could freely do my bidding and I could also see his serious face.

The distance between my face and Dara's face was quite close, only two fists apart.

So that I could feel her warm breath touching my chin to my chest that was exposed before her eyes.

I could also feel her hands so nervous from the beginning till now.

"Why are you that big? We've been married a long time, and you're still nervous?"

My question stopped his activity. His body that had been ducking suddenly stood firm and his eyes looked forward.

I chuckled at her behavior that was so cute and adorable. I want to pounce on him right now.

"Hey, hurry up and do your job" I said.

Dara took a rough breath and cut my hair back on the left.

When I finished, I stood in front of the mirror to see the results. Not so bad, I thought.

"Thank you dear."

I took the scissors out of her tiny hand and called Alazka to help me trim the hair on the back.

Not long after, Alazka came to my room. Adnan immediately put on a headscarf to cover his hair.

"Why?"

"Dwismeoli dadeum - eul dwajuseyo. Je anaeneun things su eobs-seubnida," I asked while giving a tool to trim hair on Alazka.

(Please help me trim the back hair. My wife can't do it.)

"Goss," alazka said.

While Dara waited in the television room.

10 Minutes later, Alazka and I came out after cleaning up the remaining hair on my body using a clean towel.

"Dear," call me.

Dara turned her head towards us as her net focused on the LCD television screen.

"Where?" I sit next to him.

"Good, fits. Thank you, sir."

"Hey, just call Alazka," Alazka chirped to Dara because Dara called her 'lord'.

"Oh, what if we have dinner here?"

I looked towards Dara. Just be right.

"Can."

"I order food first" continued Alazka as she reached into her pants pocket. Deliveries.

Thirty-two minutes later, the door of our room was knocked by someone. Alazka was convinced that it was the man who delivered her food.

"Come, we'll eat."

Alazka brought food inside after she closed my door. There's a lot of plastic and boxes there.

"Why so much?" ask Adnan.

"We're going to spend it all. It's okay," I said.

There Alazka opened one by one a box containing Macaron, Madeleine, Confit De Canard, Roasted Potato.

Info:

Roasted Potato: Potatoes in the oven together with chicken broth can be a filling food, of course you can at once buy roasted chicken because the seller also sells chicken menu. But, if you still want a maximum of 5 Euros there is no other choice but to order the potatoes.

Before we eat, Dara makes hot chocolate for our drinks.

We enjoyed dinner tonight, Alazka told us about Mr.'s wedding. Kyens.

Because he held a lot of games for his invitees including us.

"Well, thanks for Azlan's time. I go back to the room first. Good night."

"Yes, at night" I answered briefly as I walked towards the door of the room.

After Alazka was gone, I went back to lying on the bed and we rested the tired body.

"Hopefully the games aren't weird, yeah."

"Why are you talking about it, anyway?"

I hugged her body and pulled her into my arms.

"It's okay."

I smiled sincerely at his last words. Just-there's.

As I opened my mouth to speak, I suddenly heard Dara's snoring.

"Geez, I was left sleeping by her again."

I clenched my arms to his body, permeating the warmth from

his body and the aroma that became my canduku until now.

I fixed the position of his head that was slightly raised up so that later when he woke up he was afraid if his neck hurt.

I lifted the blanket that had covered half our bodies up to his neck.

Before that I also lowered the room temperature because it was too cold so Dara fell asleep while hugging her own body.

"Idaeloiss-eo la, nae hyeongcheoleom. Jeoldae byeonhaji ma, yeobo. Nega nae gyeot-eseo pyeon-anhaejil ttaekkaji mwodeun hal geos. Geu nunmul-i heulleodo silmanghaji anh-eulge naega muchaeg-imhan salam-in geos gat-a naneun jeongmallo jeojuleul bad-assda. Naneun maeu haengboghabnida. Seulpeohaji malgo haengboghaseyo. Munjeul jigjeob daluji. Naneun dangsin-ui nampyeon-ibnida's. Naleul dangsin-ui dongsang-ina inhyeongcheoleom saeng-ganghaji. Naega jonjaehandago saeng - gaghandamyeon jeongmal huimanghabnida. Munjee daehae geoui iagihaji anhseubnida. Joh-eun bam dalkomhan kkum. Dangsin-ui kkum-i ilueojigileul balabnida."

(Stay like this, like my land. Never change, baby. I'll do anything until you're really comfortable next to me. I won't let you down even if those tears fall, I feel like an irresponsible man. I do so much harm to myself. Now, I'm very happy. Never be sad again, be happy. Don't you ever cover this up yourself, I'm your husband. Don't think of me as a statue or a doll. I really hope you think I exist. You rarely tell me about your problems. Good night baby, beautiful dream. May your dreams come true.)

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