Twins A And Miss Cheriwis

Chapters. 376

The wedding ceremony procession has been completed smoothly. It was time for Sifa and Abash to rest, before they proceeded to the top of the actual party.

"Because it's legal to be husband and wife, so you guys rest in the same room, huh?" mama Kesya said with a big smile.

"Yes, Ma" replied Abash who smiled even wider.

"Emm, why does Sifa have to be in the same room, Ma? Didn't you split the room first?" sifa's great-grandson with a blushing face.

Not without reason Sifa said that, because from that moment Abash continued to whisper to him. It was not that Sifa wanted to delay giving Abash the right, but instead, Sifa was afraid that if they were in the same room, Abash would relinquish control and make many red marks on her body.

Yeah, at least that's the info Sifa got from the Princess.

Just imagining it, Sifa was already feeling embarrassed, what if it really happened?

"Why should we separate again, Sifa? It's legal too, really. After all, all decisions are in the hands of your husband," said Mama Kesya. "Try asking your husband, can you separate rooms?" Mama Kesya also smiled meaningfully to the daughter-in-law.

"Wouldn't. It's also legitimate. Why did I have to split up the room again?" reject Abash.

"Emm, don't you, Mom. But---"

"No, but. The point is we should be in the same room now, period," Abash said, not wanting to hear any more rejection from his wife.

"Yes, Mum." Sifa could only nod her head, obeying what her husband said.

"Yes, good rest, yes," said Mama Kesya. "Remember, Bash, don't make Sifa tired" said Mama Kesya before leaving Abash and Sifa together in their room.

"Yes, Ma" Abash replied with a big smile.

Mama Kesya had passed away leaving Abash and Sifa's room, thus leaving the newlyweds alone.

"We go in yuk," Abash invited while embracing his wife's waist.

"Huh? Ah yes." Sifa was nervous, but she still had to obey the words of her husband, right?

Sifa and Abash were already in the room, and the man led his wife to sit at the dresser.

"Didn't your head feel any pain using these edits?" asked Abash who had been staring at Sifa from the reflection of the glass.

"Lu-lumayan is sick, Mas."

"Hmm, okay."

Abash contacted someone, making Sifa frown.

"Who's phone just now?" sifa asked, looking at her husband.

"Mommy, I want them to let go of your edits."

"Oh, I see," said Sifa feeling disappointed.

Sifa thought, if Abash would release the edits, like what was told by the Princess. Abash looked at Sifa's pouting face.

"Why, baby? How pouting?" abash asked which made Sifa raise her head.

"Hmm? No, no, papa."

Abash walked up to his wife. "Do you expect me to let go?"

Abash smiled broadly, feeling that the man's guess was right. Look at the expression of Sifa's face that looks surprised with perfectly rounded eyes.

"Honey, edit you this is a snooze edit. Lots of knickknacks. I'm afraid to hurt you, if I let go. That's why I asked MUA to let go, because they are more understanding and understanding" Abash explained.

"Why aren't you trying to let go?" sifa asked with her manyun lips.

"I'll try to release it, but not release the edit." Abash drew closer to Sifa and whispered into his wife's ear. "But I'm gonna try to take off all your clothes, baby."

"Maasss .." choked Sifa softly and pushed Abash's body away from her.

Abash laughed heartily at the blushing face of his wife. How adorable is Sifa's face right now. Along with Abash's booming laughter, the bell rang, indicating that someone was outside their room.

"I think the MUA has come. Let me open the door." Abash stood up and walked closer towards the door.

Sure enough, who was in front of the door of the hotel room Abash and Sifa was the mua team.

"Sorry to interrupt, sir," the MUA assistant said.

"Yes, no problem, please come in" Abash said and let the two men in charge of opening the Sifa edits into his room and Sifa.

The two MUA assistants immediately approached Sifa and released the edits on the woman's head.

Abash, who began to feel angry with his wedding suit, opened the wedding dress and left a white shirt fitting body. The appearance of the man who looked simpler even made anyone who saw him must be tempted. In addition to the good looks of Abash that looks very plenary and perfect.

"Ci, hold this" one of the assistant mua told the other.

"Huh? Ah yes."

"Ci, do you really work? It's an expensive edit, tau," scolded his friend Ci.

"I-yes, sorry .. sorry ..."

"If you ask to change, you have to pay more, because you are wrong" he said.

"Yes." Yeah."

Sifa glanced with annoyance at the girl called 'Ci', because Sifa had noticed that she kept glancing at her husband.

"Ci .." scolded his friend again, because the Ci again dropped the edits he gave.

"Sorry .. sorry ..." said Ci while grimacing softly at the sight of the swarovski stone in the edit regardless.

"Tu is, if the work is right. The eyes are not glittering. Not very polite, anyway?" reprove friend.

"Sorry .. sorry ..." said Ci while bowing his head to Sifa.

"Have finished? If you have, you can go out" said Sifa, who disliked the way Ci looked at Abash.

"Well, Buk," replied his friend CI.

"But, are there some hairpicks that haven't been removed yet?" point Ci towards Sifa's hair.

Her friend Ci pulled Ci's hand, not forgetting to glare her eyes to warn the girl to be polite to their clients.

"I'm sorry, Buk, sir, excuse us, say hello to Ci's friend and pull Ci out of Abash and Sifa's room.

Sifa clucked in annoyance and glanced at the husband.

"What's up, baby?" ask Abash who saw the change in the face of the wife who looks upset. Abash walked closer to his wife.

"I'm so sorry about that girl named Ci. He might steal a glance at you, Mas," Sifa said.

"really? So you don't like it?" ask Abash again.

"Of course not. Anyway, why do you have to undress in front of them, anyway? You can undress in the bathroom, Mas" Sifa said.

"I'm just taking off my suit, baby, not taking my shirt off" Abash said, pointing to his body.

"Look, I'm still in my clothes."

"Ck, not that, Mum. But, even if you wear this shirt, still you look sexy, you know. And I don't like you looking sexy in front of other people" Sifa scowled with a frown.

Abash smiled, then rubbed Sifa's cheeks gently.

"So you're jealous again?" god Abash.

Sifa again piqued her lips in annoyance. "Am I not jealous? If my husband is seen by another girl, is he?" ketus Sifa's. "What if I'm seen by another man, aren't you angry?"

"I'm going to pry their eyes out, until they can't see you anymore, baby" Abash said in a cold voice.

"Well, you're jealous when I can't?"

"Hmm, fine then. I'll report this incident with the MUA directly." Abash stood up and stepped towards where his phone was.

"Mas, what do you want?" sifa asked who had blocked Abash's arm.

"I'll tell you if the girl named Ci is working is not good" replied Abash.

"No, Mom, let it go. I'm afraid that if you report it, he'll lose his job" Sifa said.

"But he's not working, baby."

"Yes, Mom, at least don't report it. I'm afraid he really needs this job. It's best to be gently reprimanded, Mas," suggested Sifa.

Abash sighed slowly and nodded his head. "Well, how good is it with you, baby."

"Mas," called Sifa quietly as Abash embraced her waist.

"Yes?"

"Help me take off these hairpins, Mas, my head still feels firmly tied" Sifa said softly.

Abash looked at the hair of Sifa who was still in the gracious state, the man smiled and nodded his head.

"Hmm, fine then. Come on," take Abash and demand the wife to go back to sitting in the makeup chair.

Sifa smiled, at the sight of Abash's face of distress as she took off her hairpin.

"But funny to you, Mom?" inner Sifa who already felt her mood was improving again.