Princess Surgaku Khaula
Get used to being someone else
That morning, I went to the salon and I will be given what kind of makeover I am because I never knew about the current style. All I know is cooking and babysitting. I saw my daughter's condition so well today, so I decided to leave her to the sisters at home.
After four hours of my makeover, is this what it's like to be a rich man's wife? spending money on appearance, it feels sore to have to sit for hours because I am not used to just sitting still from childhood.
I saw a beautiful woman, elegantly styled in mirror. Shiny nails, blonde hair, clean and fragrant skin but still wearing clothes that do not fit the times. Is that really me? aah my clothes don't fit, well it looks like I have to go to the boutique to buy some clothes, Mr. Adryan won't be angry because he never calculated the money problem.
I immediately went to the boutique of course the company of my personal driver. I asked for advice to buy some clothes because I don't really understand fashion. I tried and bought five clothes today. I came home in the afternoon, spent time with my daughter, I miss her so much.
The time is 18:09, Adryan Pulan is soon. I prepared to wear my new clothes, use the cosmetics I bought at the salon earlier and rub it thin on my face because I was not yet good at using beauty tools.
I bought two pajamas at the boutique, usually one that I wore a long-sleeved negligee, now I'm wearing maroon-colored pajamas that are floral with length just above the knee. I am so nervous but I have to get used to it.
When my husband came home, I heard the sound of his car, he must have gone straight to the bathroom, I prepared a pose as if I were reading a magazine on the bed, I covered my legs with a blanket. He came into our room and he was so surprised by my new appearance that he tried to stay ordinary.
I walked up to him, I dared to look him in the eye.
"Home home, honey?" I said, he was so surprised to see my attitude and heard a strange word in his ear, I decided I would no longer call him Sir, because he was my husband, not my boss let alone my Father!
"Yes, today I'm home half an hour early." Without asking where I was today? or just comment on my changes. That's how he is! but I'm not just gonna give up.
"Yes." Yeah." He passed and immediately went to take a shower.
I prepared a romantic dinner in the style of a television drama. I deliberately set up behind the house, beside the swimming pool. Aaah why haven't I powered this pond for so long, I laughed to myself laughing at my stupidity. My facility is so complete but I never use it.
I picked my husband up in the room and led him to the backyard. I saw a little smile on the corner of his lips. Huh just a little? but my smile widened, but I had to keep my elegance in front of her.
"Sit my dear, I've prepared all this for you." My smile is not too wide. Well, the air here is so cold that I use my pajamas, I have to eat while enduring the cold.
"Why you?" He asked me, probably because he saw me eating occasionally shuddering in the cold and not talking as much as before.
What I didn't know, he laughed so hard. Of course laugh at me. Ah this heartbreak bang, I've prepared everything so ripe and you laugh at me? really too! but bear it, be patient, let's just say he's laughing at a vase in the middle of the table.
Suddenly he came up to me, then grabbed me, invited me into the house to continue eating dinner together in the house.
Ah I feel like this heart is meltingeh. This was the first time I saw him laugh, although laughing at me, no matter what was important my plan went well even though I ended up getting sick from catching a cold.
I thought there was nothing wrong with trying something new, I was getting used to it and comfortable with my current self.
