
Now Marisa and Kenzo are in front of a big house, "Why are we here? You said you wanted to go home, but why did you come here?" ask Marisa.
"We're going home, this is our new home. I bought it the day before our wedding" said Kenzo.
"God...! You are really full of preparation" Marisa said with a mocking smile.
"Only reception is lacking. We'll have a fancy reception, if Grandma has changed her eyes on you and accepted you. Because if that hadn't happened yet, then the reception would have been difficult for us to realize," Kenzo looked at Marisa with a guilty look.
"No problem. Besides, I'm not a whiny woman who will cry behind your armpits just because of the blessing of grandma. I'll prove that I'm not as bad as he thinks I am. I'll make Grandma accept me" said Marisa confidently.
"It's good that you think so" Kenzo smiled at Marisa. He did not choose the wrong life partner, "Let's go in," he asked.
"Eh."
Marisa and Kenzo enter their new home. The design is quite simple but elegant. Not as big as the main house, but also can not be said small.
The house has 3 floors. The first floor contains a living room, 2 guest rooms with an inner toilet, and also a kitchen. On the 2nd floor there are 2 main rooms and a workspace. While the 3rd floor is the roof top, there are various sports equipment, also chairs and tables to relax.
"Hows it? Do you like it? If not, then we can buy another house, which is what you want," Kenzo said lightly, as if the money he used was his own production and stamp.🤣
"No need, dear... This house is more than enough. Even if one village people stay here is still enough, yes, although they have to sleep lined up like salted fish in the sun," replied Marisa with a joking dime, "Why do you like to throw money away anyway? Do you think the money could have come out on its own, or did you produce it yourself? You better use that money to help people in need" he continued.
"Ehm. Then tomorrow we go to the mall" he said.
"Mall's?! Why mall?" Marisa let out a long sigh, not out of thought with the contents of the brain of a rich man like her husband, "My handsome, kind heart, and not arrogant, you need to know that the store owner at the mall is not on the list of people in need."
"Who told you I went to the mall to help the store owners there? I'd like to invite you to buy stationery, clothes, toys, or anything else that the orphanage children need. And we'll give it to them" explained Kenzo as he pinched Marisa's nose in a fit of anxiety.
"Who told you to talk half-and-half anyway? I will fail to understand, father of state...!" swearing Marisa with a strange voice, because her nose is still pinched by Kenzo's hand.
"Little what, huh!?" Marisa's putting up the horses, man,
"A little.. slow, I think I need to refresh or reinstall my wife's brain."
"What's!? How dare you say I'm slow? I'm not slow, and I don't need to be refreshed like a computer, or reinstalled! Am I an operating system?! I was just that little bit. ehm.. was too careful in deciphering things, so impressed longer than ordinary people," Marisa showed her pepsodent smile.
"Basic," Kenzo just smiled amusedly and gently ruffled Marisa's hair, "Let's take a look at our new room, '" he asked.
They went up to the 2nd floor and looked around their room, and it was very comfortable. Glass walls facing directly to the flower garden next to their house, making the view look even more refreshing.
"Waaah..that's great! It looks exactly like my room du—" exclaimed Marisa who did not so continue her speech.
"What were you talking about, honey? Why don't you continue?"
"none. I just wanted to say that this room is like the one I dreamed of. I really wanted to have a room like this a long time ago" he replied with a smile and looked at the flower garden from the glass wall.
Kenzo walked up to Marisa and hugged her from behind tightly, leaving Marisa a little shocked but she finally let Kenzo immerse her face in the recess of her neck.
"Now you get the room the way you want, right? Are you happy, baby?" asked Kenzo while raising his face.
"Yes, I'm happy. Very, but the problems that Maria and Ando still pose are a barrier to perfect happiness."
"Mary's Problem? What exactly is the problem that befell your twin? If it's Ando's problem, just leave it to me and I guarantee it'll be all right."
"Mary's real problem is..."