Young Master's Choice

Young Master's Choice
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After bathing and wearing clothes, Dhira sat at the dressing table with a towel wrapped in her hair.


Staring at the reflection of the face in the mirror, there was one small pimple on his cheek.


He rubbed it slowly.


He never used anything on his face, he just used sow powder every day. Skincare or any skin care that never touches the skin, not because it does not want to, but there is no money to menomorsunikan skin problems.


Even when he had traveled using a motorbike taxi, he never cleaned his face with anything other than using plain water, or most use soap to clean his face from pollution.


So, it is no wonder if he saw one or two pimples on the surface of his facial skin.


While Hexa, the man was still in the dressing room wearing her clothes.


Dhira imagined, if when Hexa will touch it, whether the man will be amused or disgusted with acne on the face? Will the relationship not be done tonight?


'Eh, what am I thinking?'


Dhira patted his face several times to wake himself from the cursed thoughts, how could he even think strangely as if he wanted the relationship with Hexa.


Before long Hexa came out, her eyes were instantly fixed on Dhira who kept patting her face and several times shaking her head, Hexa's eyebrows shot up and swinging her steps towards Dhira.


Dhira was surprised when he saw the tall man standing behind him, he looked at Hexa's face through the reflection of glass with a tense face.


Hexa did not say anything, she just opened the towel in Dhira's hair.


"T-Master?" lirih Dhira, his voice does not dare he hardened because he himself does not know what Hexa wants to do to him, he is afraid instead of himself who misunderstood first and excited himself.


Hexa was still, her hands stretched out toward the drawer on the dresser, pulled out a hair drayer and plugged it into the electricity.


"Master, I can do it myself" Dhira said as he turned to Hexa.


"Shut up and obey!"


Hexa finally made a sound, but yes that is, that is all Hexa would say so that Dhira would not dispute it.


Dhira was indeed completely silent and sat down obediently, while looking at Hexa's face that focused on drying her hair.


Dhira thinned her lips as well as her squinting eyes looked at the man's face, Hexa wasn't really possessed by a good demon, was she? Her thought.


Hexa's attitude really changed drastically after the wedding, but her cold face remained plastered clearly on that face which made Dhira confused to be irritated or happy with her.


"You're having acne?"


So long Hexa struggled and focused on her hair, and now Hexa just spoke again.


However, why should you mention the acne, Dhira even more embarrassed if Hexa noticed the acne.


"Why acne?"


'No, he must have immediately seen this pimple, but it's also good, if he feels disgusted, wouldn't I be able to sleep well tonight?'


Dhira smiled silently without saying anything.


Hexa noticed Dhira's smile, and she grimaced.


"People love?"


Of the many reasons that can trigger acne, why should Hexa put acne as love acne?


It feels like Dhira never get acne on his face if he is in love.


"You're in love with me?"


Only Hexa kept talking, and Dhira kept silent without answering any of the questions that came out of Hexa's mouth, and the man did not care at all about the answer from Dhira.


"Then you have to put more effort into breaking my heart, making me happy every day, maybe I'll consider it after that."


'Sih, so narcissistic, ' Dhira's son in the heart.


Did not feel Dhira's hair was dry, Hexa turned off the dryer and put it on the dressing table, her hands moved to reach something small white on the table.


Then turned the chair that Dhira was sitting on and and pulled it.


Dhira reflex gripped both arms of Hexa as a form of prevention against his body that almost fell due to the pull of the chair he occupied.


Hexa sat on the edge of the mattress, while Dhira was right in front of her at such a close distance.


Hexa applied a white cream right on the face of Dhira with acne.


"Tomorrow this morning acne will shrink," he said while applying the cream slowly.


He put the acne medicine on Dhira's lap and said, "If you have the same skin problem later, apply it to get rid of it."


Hexa again pushed Dhira's chair to get closer to the dresser, and again Dhira clasped Hexa's hand so that her face did not slur into Hexa's face.


Hexa herself returned to the bed and laid down her body, pulling the blanket up to her chest and sharpening her eyes.


Dhira silently looked at the man while smiling wrongly.


'Sweet, anyway, ' said Dhira in his heart, he involuntarily flowered with the treatment of Hexa who cared about him.


However, for the next split second, he was again made aware by the fact that he was nothing but a child printer.


Then she asked Hexa to divorce her after she gave birth to a child for him.


So why did he even himself melt?


'Ah, it's so stupid of you Dhira.'


Dhira several times patted his head to be self-conscious and did not expect the various, otherwise he would fall alone without anyone helping.


Dhira again put the acne medicine in his hand on the table, then he went to the bed right next to Hexa.


Turned off the lights and closed his eyes, hoping for nothing to happen tonight and he slept well, got up and was fresh and fit again.


However, just a second closed his eyes, a hand scooped his stomach until the eyes that had been closed, immediately wide and lowered his gaze toward the hand which was none other than the hand of Hexa.


What does Hexa want to do with him?


Dhira continued to think anxiously when Hexa just wrapped her hands around her stomach, doing nothing.


However, who would have thought that the man would do more as a normal man.


It was likely that it could have happened, while Dhira was not ready for this moment.


Dhira further rounded his eyes when Hexa landed her nose and lips on her neck, it spontaneously made Dhira shudder.


'Relax, Dhira, you need to calm down. This man must be wondering and think of your body as a bolster, just be quiet and consider yourself really bolster, lest he wake up and do something crazy.'


Dhira continued to speak inwardly to calm himself, even though his breathing had gone up and down with an increasingly excited heartbeat, he could still pretend to calm down in a matter of minutes, but what if Hexa really demands her rights tonight?