When Married?
KM Part 125

"Welcome, Den Literature, Young Madam." Bik Isah and several other servants welcomed their arrival.

"Thank you Bik, Where's Papa?" ask Literature to Bik Isah.

"Great master there's an event to meet the mayor, maybe the house is a little night Den."

"Yes, please have the servants carry my wife's things in the car."

"Good Den."

Flowers only fell silent in front of the big door, he hesitated a little to step in, but then Literature embraced his waist.

"Let's go in, you must be exhausted after the trip." Literature invited Bunga into her room on the second floor. He led his wife to the king-size bed, and sat her on the edge.

"Rest baby. I'm out first, there's business for a minute, if there's anything you need just call the waiters." Literature kissed the top of the Flower's head and exited the room.

Flowers circled her gaze around the room, this room was really a Literature room, even the scent of this room was the same as the smell of her husband's body.

Then his eyes looked at the right wall of the bed filled with photos. He got down and walked over to look at the photos. After careful consideration it was a photo of him and Sastra when they were in Bali first, then his eyes turned to a black and white photo that was beside the nightstand.

Flowers moved because Literature always remembered her and her baby all this time, her doubts that had crossed immediately changed a belief that she would try to solidify herself for the man she loved and also loved him.

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It has been a month since marriage they still have not managed to do the first night, because every time they make out more deeply again Flowers still can not continue it to completion. The horror still haunts him even though it has faded a little.

Literature patiently understood his wife's condition, although every time it happened he had to end up horribly in the bathroom to calm down something urgent down there.

After moving to the Prawira residence,

Bunga routine is now taking a professional cake class with chefs who are reliable, learn to drive, and also take taekwondo classes.

Literature had forbidden his wife to learn martial arts because she was worried about getting hurt, after all there were bodyguards who were ready to accompany her wherever she wanted to go.

However, Bunga assures that all is necessary just in case, let's just say all exercise, he wants to be a woman and also a strong wife for the man he loves so much.

Every morning Bunga always pestered the servants in the kitchen, he insisted on wanting to help even though Bik Isah forbade him for fear that his young master was angry.

"Madam Younger, let aunt be the same waiter who prepared, Madam just sit and wait at the dinner table yes," said Bik Isah.

"It's okay Bik, I want to help. Besides if too much sitting makes my waist ache," said Bunga.

Bik Isah just resigned and let the Young Madam was struggling in the kitchen, because it is forbidden like anything will not work. Flowers always reasoned that she wanted to serve food to her lovingly made husband.

This morning the three of them had breakfast together at the dinner table. Literature is neat with the suit and Mr. Arya who is also neat with his batik.

"Sas, when do you have free time?" ask Mr. Arya.

"Maybe mid-month, why Pa?"

"With marriage you are immediately preoccupied with endless work, if there is time to take your wife on vacation for a honeymoon" he suggested.

"I have one week off, I'll use it to go on my honeymoon" replied the excited Literary.

"Regarding the place you are talking about again with Flowers, maybe there is a place you want to visit? and hopefully after your vacation you give Papa a lot of grandchildren so that this big house is not quiet anymore" said Mr. Arya while commenting on the smile on both.