Two Red Lines

Two Red Lines
CHAPTER 33




Keeping a marriage relationship is the job of both partners. Because if only one, it can be ascertained if their marriage will run aground in the middle of the road. ~Khali Mateen~


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Early in the morning, the work kitchen had begun to be crowded by the work of servants. The existence of special guests from Malaysia, of course, makes the waiter have to prepare a delicious breakfast on the tongue.


Of course, all that did not escape with the existence of Aqila. The Queen of Brunei, helping to cook and check whether the taste of the cuisine to be served is feasible or not. Because after all, serving coworkers for the good of their cooperation is a good thing for them.


Move with agility. The game used by Aqila seemed to make the girl not feel disturbed. Casually and lightly, he went to and fro to help the servants who were so busy.


Until the arrival of a female figure who wanted to damage her family made Aqila stop her work.


"What's Princess Rafiena coming to the kitchen?"  aqila asked while washing her hands.


"I want to ask for a glass of water" said Rafiena looking at Aqila from top to bottom.


"I will prepare it, Princess," said one of the servants.


Just as she was about to step up, Raffiena's voice stopped the servant.


"I'm not asking you to take a drink for me" he said, staring cynically.


"Sorry, Princess."


"I want Queen Aqila to get me some water" Raffiena said with a slanted smile. "Can I?" 


Aqila smiled. He could read the expression of this girl in front of him. Rafiena must have deliberately told him to look for it because of it. Aqila is still Aqila. The girl with a million calmness for having already experienced many memories for learning. 


"Tens…." 


"Can't!" the sound of the baritone made Rafiena and Aqila and the waiter there shocked.


The aura of anger and glint in Khali's eyes certainly scared Rafiena and the servants. Just this time, the workers at the Palace saw the master was angry, and they knew it was all because of Rafiena.


"King Khali." said Rafiena trembling.


"Why?" khalis said with a red face. "You're surprised, Princess?"


"No.no…"


"Then? On what basis, you got my wife to get you some water?" he shouted while clasping Aqila's hand. "She is my wife and the queen of this land. Not the maid you want to ask, Princess." 


"I didn't tell him to" he added by putting his fingers together.


"Hubby," persuaded Aqila while rubbing Khali's back. "Udah. Can't be angry in the morning."


"I'm not angry, honey. I just want to emphasize to Princess Rafiena," he said, staring at the girl who just kept her head down. "Don't ever tell my wife again, otherwise." her jade made Rafiena's heart thump even more. 


"I will reveal how the conduct of Mr. Putri is so adored by his people and decide everything with the State of Malaysia."


After saying that. Khali pulled his wife's hand so gently and left the kitchen with emotions that began to subside. The words he said just now, not playful.


He willingly decided to cooperate with a country that does not appreciate his wife, Aqila. According to Khali, world affairs can be sought in another way. However, the affairs of the afterlife and related to the wife, can not be played.


"Patience, By. Don't get emotional" Aqila advised while the two were in the room.


Khali let out a heavy sigh and headed for the wife who was sitting on the bed. He laid his head on Aqila's lap, and he enjoyed the soft elucidation on his head.


"I should have told you so, honey. Why are you so patient with him? Even when he invites you to a duel, you still take it in stride?" 


"Hubby know where?" aqila asked with a heartbeat beating fast. 


"Did my wife forget, if everywhere in the Palace there were CCTVs and sound eavesdroppers that I kept for safekeeping?"  


Aqila chuckled and shook her head. He forgot about this one thing. Though how many years he had lived in the Palace to forget the important thing. However, she was a little relieved to see that her husband was not angry.


"I forgot, By. I'm sorry, "Aqila regretted making Khali look into both of his wife's eyeballs.


"Please promise me to always say the smallest thing. Never keep it to yourself let alone a problem like this." 


"I promise."


~Connect~


 


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Khali is a strong religion. So then...


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