My best friend my husband

Chapters 74.Primp

I was in the living room, while Dara was in the room. Some women are putting on my face and getting my hair straightened.

"Don't put make up on my face. Give facial moisturizer, enough serum and cover the inflamed pimple on my forehead" I asked those who wanted to give me foundation.

(Don't give it to my face make up. Give facial moisturizer, enough serum and a patch of inflamed acne on my forehead.)

They started applying toners and essences, moisturizers and serums to my face.

Honestly, my face is very sensitive to makeup products that cover the pores of the face because I am the type to sweat a lot.

When they were done, they began to string my eyebrows together using a brush and I asked that they make my eyebrows as natural as possible.

Afterwards, I walked into the room to pick up Dara's lip blam.

"Geu sonyeoneun nugu-ibnikka?" I saw a woman sitting on the bed facing the window of the room.

(Who is that woman?)

I took my foot back to the dresser and shifted to the front of the desk drawer to look for that little sacred thing.

"Mrs. Azlan, look at your wife. Is our makeup too hot or bad?"

(Mr Azlan, look at your wife. Is our makeup too good or bad?)

I turned my head towards them and one of them shifted her body covering the woman clad in a tosca dress with a matching hijab.

Tare.

Is this really him?

I was so shocked to see this happen.

She was very beautiful like a fairy, queen, princess, or something else.

I can't speak of seeing the creation of God that He gave me to be mine.

"Sister."

Instantly, my daydreams broke to hear his call.

But I acted like nothing happened. Without scratching the nape or looking the other way.

"Is this ugly?"

I saw Dara's face that had suddenly turned moody.

'This is dangsin-eun salang-gwa eommaboda hwolssin deo aleumdabseubnida. Dangsin - eun naui yeojaibnida. Anpakk - eulo aleumdaun. Sasil geunyeoga meikeueob - eul jeonhyeo sayonghaji anh - eul ttae geunyeoneun nae nun - e bichnabnida. Geunyeoui eolgul-i ileohge uahae boineunde waei ma-eum-i tteollineun geolkka? Jeez Azlan, deoleoun saeng - gag - eun hajima. Naneun jigeum dangjang geugeos-e daehae doul su eobs-seubnida, ' my inner.

(No, you're even more beautiful than love and mama. You're my woman, I'm so lucky to have you. Beautiful woman inside out. In fact, when she never uses makeup, she looks shining in my eyes. This heart why was it so trembling when it saw his face that graceful? Jeez Azlan, don't think dirty. I can't resist pouncing on him right now.)

"No, it's pretty."

"I asked for her hijab to be covered over her chest. I don't want it exposed. That is mine. Change!" I snapped and walked out of the room and forgot to close the door again.

(I asked for her hijab to be covered to her chest. I don't want that exposed. That's mine. Replace!)

"Heo, Azlan. Geoui jabhyeossseubnid. A, Dara - eun jeongmal daedanhabnida. Aleumdabseubnida. Ijeon - e bon yeoseongboda hwolssin deo. Ma-eum-eun maeu tahyeobhaji anhseubnida. Gabjagi jug - eotteoghae? Dara-eun gwabuga doel geos-igo naboda deo mos-saeng-gin daleun namjaleul chaj-eul geos-ibnida. A, geugeos - eul wihaeseo hananim - eun yeojeonhi jege yeol beonjaelo sum - eul swi syeossseubnida. A, jinjja. Naneun nae nun-ap-eseo geuleul gakkaiseo ** su issgileul gidalil su eobsda."

I walk and sit on the couch. There's nobody here anymore. They were gone when I left them for the room.

(Huh, Azlan. You almost got caught. Ah, Dara is really awesome. So pretty. More than any woman I've ever seen before. This heart is so uncompromising. Can-bisnaya beat uncharacteristically, if I die suddenly how? Dara will be widowed and looking for another man who is even uglier than me. Ah, God still gives me breath for the umpteenth time. Ah, really. I can't wait to see it up close, in front of my eyes.)

I took the air-conditioning remote to raise the room temperature. I'm sweating now.

But it was dark. Fortunately I have been praying. So, they didn't work twice because I had to clean their products that were attached to my handsome face.

Pingy!

I pulled out the phone from the suit and saw a message from Alazka.

Manager Alazka

[Some important people have arrived. How long are you gonna be in the room?]

The To Manager Alazka

[Gue's done, my valuables haven't. Just wait a minute. It takes a very long time.]

I replied to a message from Alazka.

Pingy!

Manager Alazka

[Ah, really.I'm alone here. At least you guys are my friends chatting in the bar stool with 'your valuables' that.]

"Ck."

The To Manager Alazka

[Geez, don't blame us. Blame yourself for not having a woman.]

Alazka didn't return my message.

Off-line.

Looks like he's angry. But, I had no intention of persuading him through a cell phone or a message.

Later if Dara reads my message like that, she even ilfiel me.

Chequek!

I turned towards the open sound of pinru.

They walked out of the room saying goodbye to me.

Before long, Dara exited the room with a bowed face.

"Hey, why the moody?"

I stood up from my seat and then he stopped right in front of me.

"Wae?"

"The end is too high."

Netraku moved down and looked towards his feet. It was already as high as my chin.

"It was only 5 inches," I chuckled softly at his behavior.

"I'm not used to it, it's very painful."

"really?"

Dara nodded her head.

This time, his face was looking at my face. She's so beautiful, I can't deny her beauty.

But, his eyes were slightly reddened. Did she just finish crying? Does he miss Mother Fisya ? Thought.

"Why are his eyes red?" I cupped his face with both hands.

"Yes, that's when they wanted to make contact lenses, I didn't want to. Never has it been and it feels so bad."

Dara who was about to rub her eyes immediately stopped and lowered her hand away from her face.

"Don't rub, your eyes will be irritated. I don't know anything now, do I?"

"You're really pretty, Chagi," I said.

"But, these hells hurt a lot."

Dara took her body away from me and she released the high hells attached to her tiny legs wrapped in a short black shirt.

I'll call Mr. Kyen had some waiters bring her hells without rights.

"Nobody called Mr. Kyens. You sit down first. Are you thirsty?"

Dara nodded her head. I immediately headed for the small fridge and gave her a cold soda drink to quench her thirst.

Before long, they came to bring me at my request. Dara smiled looking at what they brought and put it on.

"Is this comfortable?" I stared at him.

"Yes." Yeah."

"I don't wear it. You can take it back."

I gave them the high heels and went back out of the room.

"Come, we'll go to Mr.'s address. Kyens. There were already many important guests present."

I pulled Dara's hand out of the room and locked the room using a special card from this hotel.

Outside the hotel, there was a car waiting for us.

Dara and I got into the car and we darted towards the address we were going to.

****

Wow, where are you going, huh? I'm the same as the others, aren't I?