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It has been five days, the Prince's condition has improved and he is allowed to go home.

Alvaro

The Yuna villa

" Why are you coming home from work straight here instead of having your own home.  This is not your house "sasra murmured at Alvaro who came directly yelonong sitting on the sofa

" I'm here to see my son "cry my face clear.

I don't care about being said to others as a bucin guy as long as I can be with them.

" Alright I'll get the Prince down here "Sasra steps into the room to take the Prince out.

" Champion papa "took from Sasra's sling.

Sasra then went to the kitchen before long he brought a cup of coffee and put it on the table right in front of me.

" The Prince has started to walk, look at him getting sleepy for sure he was tired this afternoon he was very trying" stroking the Prince's thick and black hair.

" Try papa not working certainly can wriggle you learn the way yes dear, but papa has long been on vacation when looking for you that is why papa can not skip work again " I hugged the Prince so strongly that he whined in tears.

" Alvaro's....  You hurt my son "quickly Sasra took him from my arms.

" Why take it from me" stood up to Sasra.

" Once it is, he is tired.  Papa's..  The prince was tired of going to sleep, baby " while petting a little and then passed to his room.

I just sat down for coffee and opened some documents. My work is very piled up I should not have come home at 7 pm but because I want to meet the Prince even if only flat before sleeping.

Some time Sasra came closer sitting not far from me.

" If a lot of work should not come "say slowly.

" I can manage my time, this "I gave her a little box to put on the table near her.

" What is this "taking the box and opening it

Sasra silently looked at the box and then shed tears without a sound

" You're still keeping it "Sasra is staring at me.

" From after the ring I give you, it's yours at all times. But for this one I had to repeat "I gripped Sasra's hand strong but softly filled with emotion.

" Vegata Sasra, you must be the wife of Alvaro Mahesta for a long time. You have to answer yes no answer the other option "stare seriously.

Sasra cried and then she nodded with a happy smile even though her face was full of tears that could not stop.

I put on a ring that I gave her from the beginning.

That particular sneaker had my name and the name of Sasra inside which I had dropped some small diamonds. Even though it's invisible, it's like a heart that only the two of us know how shiny let others not know.

" Tomorrow afternoon I'll take you and our Prince to aunt's house "wiping away her tears

" But "I put my index finger right on her middle lip to stop talking.

" We're just going to tell her we're getting married not to ask for her blessing "I know the fear that's coming out of her eyes as much as I can convince her that everything's going to be okay.

He did not comment and then put her in my arms.

It does not feel the time is very night the clock has shown 12:45 nights.

" I went home first "to get out of the chair

" You came home last night "to take me to the door

" I'm still working tomorrow, the file is in the apartment. And you haven't officially become my wife either so I have to hold her "she just smiled shyly at that line.

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These few days I was so tired that I sometimes stayed over because I often had Vira take my clothes and needs to the office.

But one day Vira brought me clothes and I didn't come home for a long time, after that he left but I forgot to ask something until I chased him to the front of the office who knew he had not left.

Right on the street near the office I saw him talking happily with a man.

He Bayu who used to chase Vira and who made me angry he got into Bayu's car and left.

Tonight I was sengja home quickly when my clothes were under Vira but my suspicion and jealousy had reached the sweet potato.

I hope my guess is wrong but unfortunately when I get home at 7pm she's not around.

I waited for a while for the sound of the car to be heard I peeked at the glass window directly on the front porch of my house.

From the inside I could not hear their imputation but I saw a smile etched on Vira's lips without the slightest coercion.

Because it was too emotional I tried to control it by sitting on my living room couch.

He opened the door and went straight in.

The look we met.

" I've come home he said nginap "before he stepped closer I immediately approached him and dragged his hand firmly up the stairs.

" Why..m ? Mas sick? "

I threw him into our bed rough.

One of my legs I put on the bed on my knees beside Vira's body and the other was still free

I gripped the two manure with one fist.

" You're content growing up with him, you're lonely because I keep living "

Her hand faithfully was on my wrist holding a smack on her cheek.

Her tears flowed and her face was shocked and scared. Honestly, I never acted rude to him, but my anger was in the crown.

I also have a limit of patience even though he is someone I love very much.

" What the hell does that mean.... Mma.ss "the sound gets more obscure as I grip stronger.

" sa... Kits... Ma. ss "his leg was kicking the origin to try to break away.

I got up from that position to stand I immediately opened all my clothes until I stayed bokser.

" Well... We better omongi well - well "I immediately quipped him and then******* those lips are savage.

I want to channel my anger in that ******, I look into Vira's eyes with a sad look, angry disbelief.

I took off all his clothes, he rebelled very hard.

" Why don't you want to serve your husband while with other men you feel persuaded "continue to open his skirt.

" Well... Stop over.. "

" Haha... Why do you tell me to stop or you don't want your cover affair to be seen all over your body "laughing amusedly and staring intently at Vira.

" I've never cheated on you. We can't do that with you being full of anger "

I did not recover it until it was a hot night filled with passion, anger, crying and grief in the hearts of each of these men.

# Misunderstanding is more dangerous than a knife. Misunderstanding can kill you slowly and torturously while a knife can kill you faster.