
Arum looked in wonder from the mirror reflection on the man who was getting his hair trimmed by one of the servants.
The reason is like not showing any expression even though almost all night having sex with the woman standing by his side. Let alone to say thank you, after his business is done He just lay down his body and then fell asleep until morning.
"My hours." Arga extended his left hand to Arumi.
"Yes?"
"Pair it!"
"Ah, yes, dear..." Slightly stunned, Arumi turned to the right side. "Which watch do you want to wear, my husband?"
"Pick any one. Don't make my hands ache because they're stretched out like this...!"
If it hurts why not just put your hand down...! (Arum)
"Ah.. yes," Arumi hurriedly walked a little up to the glass shirt containing a variety of luxury accessories belonging to Arga Sanjaya.
He said which one, right?
Just take it, Arumi chose one of them and then returned to Arga.
"Your hand dear.." she asked in a smooth tone. Arga handed over his left hand. Where Arumi immediately put it up. "It's my dear."
Arga. "Ck! How are you? I've worn this watch more than twice this month."
How do I know that this has been used more than twice in one month, Young Master! Issshh... (Arum)
"Replace!" Declared.
"All right, honey," he replied as he let go of the clock. "Emmm. You'd better choose which watch to wear yourself."
"Alieee, if I tell you to choose, it's a sign you have to choose."
"But if it's wrong again how, baby?" Arum lowered his voice a little.
"My hours!" cut it off directly with a pressing tone.
Arum sighed without making a sound. "All right, honey, wait a minute."
Go back to that glass table, pick another one. Where there are dozens of luxury watches neatly arranged on the table. Being in the bulkhead of each of them of course with a bright white light.
All right, this one...
With Arumi carefully picking it up, the fairly heavy and smooth watch was probably much more expensive than his pride. So Arumi needs to be careful, not to fall.
"This how?"
"I'm tired of that gold color. Replace the others..."
"Whatever!" Answer lightly.
Arum widened his smile holding back anger. Was he like this to his girlfriend? If it's so sad, huh? Maybe God took pity on her, so took Alicia that fast.
Hurriedly Arum took the others, chose again then handed them to Arga. The same rejection he got.
"Don't fit the suit, change it!"
Up to option nine. Arum carried about seven watches in his hand.
"Please pick one, honey."
I hope you don't act again, sir! His mind watches over the husband who is still relaxed looking arrogantly at his own reflection in the mirror.
"That first black just now," he replied without even glancing a single glance as he moved.
While the woman's head in front of him seemed to boil. How not, if he really wanted that earlier why should make him pacing back and forth changing the clock.
"So he said the clock was twice worn, honey?"
"What if I have used it twice?"
"You said no, right?"
"That's it, now I want to wear it. Quickly grab and pair...!" Stretched out his left hand.
Arum biting the tip of his lips held a furious rage that was eager to overflow, even if it could ruffle the hair he was wiping back. With a shitty cool look.
"If you want to wear the one that should have been from earlier, right? So don't waste time."
Arga. "What do you mean when I ask you to pick a watch for me, it's a waste of time?"
"Dude! It's not. More precisely, buy your time, baby. If you really wanted this one why not from the start."
"So you're saying it's my fault, Aliee?"
Arum swallowed his saliva, as Arga took a step forward with a sharp gaze like he was about to slam it down.
"Of course not, honey. Haha... " Arum rubbed the chest of the field that had been wrapped in a neat suit.
"So who's wrong here?"
"Of course I am. I am not yet your wife. I'm sorry, dear." Putting his head on his chest.
God damn it you fucking contract letter! –umpatnya in heart when remembering the main rules in the contract letter. That whatever Arga did as the first party was always right!