
Since the death of Lady Jesika and the other enemies, now the lives of Lord Bhishma and her son and daughter-in-law have calmed down. Including Bram and Serena herself, today Serena wakes up early to come to a restaurant one of the places she often visited with her mother when she was little.
"Mas Bram, I'm ready. Hurry up, wake up and prepare yourself."
"It's still 6 in the morning, honey."
"I don't want to wait so long."
"I don't think it's possible. It's better at 8 we both go there," said Bram, closing his eyes, while he did not pay attention to the look on his wife's face and chose to continue his dream that felt so beautiful.
Serena just went downstairs with a frowning face. Hearing her husband's answer just now, inexplicably made her heart feel so hot and it felt like screaming in anger but she didn't want to do that so she better harbored it herself, even Serena cried involuntarily as much as a child who wanted a toy but was not filled.
"Juan, what's wrong with her? Why is she crying like that? Is it possible that she was fighting with her husband?" distraught Desta asked to see Serena crying at the dinner table while enjoying the bread and milk that the maid had provided.
"Miss asked me that? While I myself just came out of the room with Miss."
"Shut up!" upset Desta who does not like to hear the answers of her husband.
While Juan can only sigh patiently to see the attitude of his wife judes that can not be lost. Though he always tried to give up so that his wife did not get angry at him, even though he was not at all wrong but Juan would still say that he was wrong.
"Quick find Bram now!"
"Good, Miss."
Juan quickly stepped up to look for Bram, he would look for the man into the room first and it turned out that when he entered the room he saw Bram so lightly sleeping soundly on the bed.
"Braam! Bram!"
Juan slowly shakes his leg hoping to get up soon but Juan thinks he is too soft to wake him up so he thinks he better wake Bram up a little more rough any more. Without thinking any longer, Juan just shook Bram's shoulders a little rough until Bram who was dreaming beautiful suddenly felt very disturbed.
"Your wife, why? Why is she crying so much at the dinner table?" juan asked without further ado.
"crying? A hiccup?"
"You two are fighting?"
"No!"
"Why is she crying?"
Bram was immediately pensive for a moment to remember what he had done wrong to make his wife cry. But, Bram at all still does not realize a small mistake that would actually make the problem complicated for him.
"I really didn't do anything wrong to her."
"I'm really dizzy with you two. You better calm him down!"
Bram immediately got up to his feet, but he did not forget to wear his sandals so hastily that he accidentally hit the door of his room. However, Bram was not angry or scolding the door at all, the man was even pensive as if he was remembering the one thing that made him have to prepare himself as soon as possible because now he had know the cause of his wife up to that.
"WATCH! LUSTY! NAWAT!!"
Bram quickly went to the bathroom to clean his whole body, only took a few minutes the man was out of the bathroom with a body that was still wet. So hurried to go to the wardrobe he slipped due to both feet were still wet and the towel was wrapped around his waist until sagging down, he said, fortunately there was no one in the room other than her so Bram really felt safe now.
As long as he wanted to wear his clothes, Bram really had so much trouble that he hurriedly wanted to see his wife and said that he was ready to leave together to go to the restaurant. But, unfortunately he instead uses ******** Serena's own*** and Bram is really almost crazy to see the ridiculousness that he has done it.
"Damn it! It's really embarrassing!" Bram quickly released his********* belonging to Serena and then searched for his************ which turned out to be in the next drawer. Bram's mind had been so muddled that he couldn't think well now.
"Why does everything feel so messed up! Bram, next time you don't do this again! You could be a real gilan!" murmured Bram in his own heart.