Tomboy's Wife the President

The Secret of Vienna (Part 2)

We go back to the past. Because past memories for Aarav and Vienna were the main shaping factors for their future. This happened about nine years ago, whether or not that terrible event had passed.

Little Vienna deftly grabbed the swing in front of his house, “Wah, it was not in vain I cried yesterday just to make this.” Mumbles of happiness were evident on his face.

He then quickly held the swing strap horse to his right and left hand. Then swing yourself with a cheerful and happy expression typical of Vienna. My God, a child is honest.

Before long, the mother was seen coming out of the house with a glass of milk for her only daughter.

“Mother, look at this swing. Isn't it worth my effort to whine at Dad to make a swing around here?” the daughter asked confidently.

Mom rubs her catapult slowly, “Don't just cry baby."

“Who said? I can also laugh, like this.” Vienna showing off its teeth.

“Drink milk first, for you to grow well.”

“What this milk will make me stronger?”

“Why?” I'm starting to understand the plot of his daughter's talk, “In order to beat up your friends again?”

Vienna could only open to hearing her mother's right guess. I understand exactly what her daughter wants.

“Cannot quarrel directly.” Mumbles mother warns.

“If one or two times, can you?” asking with a reassuring look.

Mother dispels the conversation that increasingly has no direction. Honestly, it's been a long time since he's been telling this to his daughter. Gently the mother retreated and held the swing bridle that supported her daughter's body. Pushed it slowly with Vienna still drinking milk.

“You like horses?” a new question poked out from behind his lips.

Vienna nodded.

“How like you on horse?” asking more and more curious.

“Like the origin of his horse did not bite and kick me.”

I can only hold back her laugh, “What if one day a friend invites you to ride a horse together?”

“Male or female?” asked with her innocent face that kept staring forward.

“Male.” Mother closed her eyes, understanding what answer her daughter would give after this.

“I'll kick his ass.”

“No dear, this one is a good boy.” Mother said reassuringly.

“Alright maybe I'll piggyback him on a horse.”

“Why?” mother asked pushy.

“Because your daughter is so cool.”

All of those memorable dialogues can still be vividly remembered by Vienna. Even the expression of mother when asking can be described smoothly.

***

Aarav who came home from his office quickly climbed the stairs. Shouting around saying his wife's name.

“Damn it, how dare you not answer your handsome husband's call. “ loosen his tie of rage.

“Shelf!” the door opened forcefully. Aarav finds his wife not in the room.

“Where is he?” his step back down the stairs when he was able to feel that his palace was now in the park.

Arriving at the glass door of the garden, it is clearly visible Vienna and her in-laws are busy plugging flowers into several pots that have been prepared. The scenery is so beautiful that Aarav who saw it can feel the novelty.

His steps stopped there for longer when he saw a perfectly fluffy smile on the lips of the two people he cared about. Unknowingly her pair of lips were also floating.

Some petrified there, finally Aarav decided to push the door handle, “I've gone home.” Walk towards Vienna with his cold face.

“Ah, you have come home my husband.” Viennese hurriedly got up from his seat and cleaned both his hands.

Aarav passed back into the Mansion with a well-groomed father smile.

“Dad, why does it look so?” ask with spontaneity. Describes the appearance of Aarav with his hair that is not neatly tied and a suit that has been ruffled.

I can only hold back his laughter, “Maybe your husband and Rey have played hide and seek.”

What fashion hide and seek that produces the appearance of a tub of padleness so.

I can't believe it.

Vienna shook her head and went back to accompany her in-laws planting flowers into the prepared pots and lined up neatly.

But how not smooth the hand movement of the girl, several times the land that he tried to fill into the flower pot always spilled and scattered there and there. With the father paying attention to the whole movement of his son-in-law's hand.

“You're worried about your husband burning down this house because you didn't accompany him?” glanced at Vienna with a careless look.

“Haha, no Dad. I just lack focus.” Trying to cover up the obvious.

“Come in, accompany your husband.” His order, “Because otherwise the main room will be dust in a short time.”Chuckled at the innocent face of her daughter-in-law.

Vienna nodded her head, politely leaving the garden and telling some servants to accompany her father who was having fun planting flowers.

After all, it cannot be delayed, if the flowers are left for some time, they will wither.

The door of the room was pushed slowly, how shocked he was when he found Aarav who was laughing cheerfully in front of the mirror in the room, pursing his lips as soon as he saw his wife enter suddenly.

Stand in front of a mirror with hair that is no longer tied. The clothes he wore were only a casual suit with a dongker t-shirt, how often to wear the color is the inner Vienna.

“You see what?!” yelling at Vienna with a question mark.

Rush the girl averted her eyes, “No.”

“See what?” aarav's tone sounded even more upset, along with his body continuing to approach Vienna, “See what?” repeated the question by clutching his wife's hand.

“See what it is? You're the one who laughed like a witch?”

“Ah, not true. I have to do something.” Aarav walked towards the dressing table in the corner of the room, like trying to suppress his embarrassment for his wife's answer.

The man looked awkwardly sitting in the front seat of the dresser, his fingers trying to reach something that was there with Vienna who kept approaching out of curiosity.

“Let me do yaaa.” Vienna grabbed a small black hair tie that her husband had already held.

“Ck, what are you doing?” Aarav attempted to snatch the hairband his wife was holding.

Vienna was right behind her, the girl's fingers began to string her husband's strands of hair neatly like a professional fairy. The body of her husband who thrashed like a child refused her treatment was left alone, like Aarav is not a living thing.

“This job is indeed more suitable for women.” In the middle of his busy fingers tying Aarav's hair, “Nah, look you're more handsome.” Turning her husband's head against the glass.

A sweet smile was clearly drawn on the girl's face, with fingers several times still visible justifying the strands of her husband's hair.

“Already.” Slipping slowly Vienna hand, “I still have business.”

Aarav gets up and starts stepping outside the room, “Wait.” Vienna hastily pursued his pace.

Gently the girl stroked her husband's cheeks with a smile, “Take care of yourself huh. Shout out if you're home.”

Huwaaa, I'm a release.

What I'm doing.

But what if she looks so adorable.

With a face that was already out of control Aarav rushed out and closed the door of the room. His heart felt pounding so quickly held back the blissful feeling of happiness.

Nokk.

I'd go crazy if this kept up, God.