The Charm of an Unloved Husband
Romantic surprises

The bright sun managed to make the couple wake up from their sleep.

The position of the man who hugged his wife, making the girl difficult to move.

"Mas, peeling." Pinta Bianca to Raka who is now looking at her deeply and lovingly.

Bianca could feel that Raka's gaze was now the love gaze of a husband to his wife, and a man to his woman.

"Later, Honey. We are not told to chase the target until you have to hurry," Raka replied with a laugh.

Bianca bent her face, she let go of Raka's hand that was coiled around her waist and succeeded. Bianca hurried down and immediately picked up the clothes in the closet.

"Darling, are we swimming yuk?" take Raka with enthusiasm.

Bianca who was about to step into the bathroom immediately stopped, she turned to look at Raka with a frown.

"I don't want to, I don't like swimming in crowded places." Reject Bianca shook her head.

Raka got off the bed, he hurriedly chased after Bianca and immediately hugged her from behind.

"Not many, I have prepared a special private pool for us." Said Raka with an increasingly tight embrace.

Bianca held her breath. Raka's sudden movements made Bianca's heart feel like it wanted to jump out of place.

"Baby, pelin. I'm not comfortable" Pinta Bianca.

Hearing the wife's words immediately made Raka immediately release a hug on her body.

He walked to Bianca and smiled. "You want?" Raka Kayu with great hope.

Bianca sighed, she finally nodded her head hearing the request from her husband.

"I'll take a shower first." Bianca said slowly.

"Wear this shirt." Raka suddenly walked up to the sofa and returned with a paper bag.

Bianca's forehead shriveled. "What is this, Mom?" ask Bianca.

"Let's see inside, I'll be waiting for you. I don't need to take a shower, I'll swim." Raka answered with a smile.

Bianca mangosteen, she also brought the paper bag into the bathroom. To be honest Bianca also did not take a long bath as usual, she would just wash her face and slightly sob his body.

Finished with that, Bianca walked to the front of the large sink in the bathroom. She opened the paper bag given by her husband which turned out to be a shirt without arms.

A dress that is suitable to be worn to the beach or to the pool. Dress with red flowers with a length above the knee and a strap model on the neck and back that is slightly exposed.

"It's really pretty." Bianca muttered staring in admiration at the dress in her hand.

Bianca smiled at the beautiful clothes in her hands, she who could not wait to wear the dress.

Bianca fiddled herself in front of the mirror, she tidied up a bit of her hair, then immediately walked out of the bathroom.

When Bianca came out, she didn't find her husband there. Bianca was of course confused, but she chose to sit in front of the dressing table while waiting for Raka to return.

Bianca wears lipgloss so that her lips do not dry, she also wears a facial sunscreen, then just wears a lotion that can protect her skin from the sun.

Bianca closed her eyes as her nose kissed her own hand which she had applied lotion on. After finishing with the lotion, then Bianca sprayed some points of her body with perfume.

"Beres, just wait for Raka." Bianca said with a smile.

Not long after Raka came, he was stunned by the beauty of Bianca who wore her gift dress.

"Bia, my God .. so beautiful." Praise Raka with a gaze full of admiration.

Bianca smiled shyly, she approached Raka and tried to be ordinary after being made to tremble by the man's praise.

"Come, Mas." Bring Bianca.

Raka nodded, he took his phone over the nightstand and put it in the pocket of the pants he was using.

Bianca held her phone empty-handed.

When he got outside the room, Raka's hand immediately embraced his wife's shoulder. Not unwilling to embrace the waist, but he did not want Bianca's smooth back to be seen by people even just a little.

"Where is the private pool?" bianca asked confusedly.

"On the top floor, honey. Wait yes," replied Raka gently.

Bianca mangosteen, she also receded when Raka invited her. Bianca will be taken wherever she comes from with Raka.

Eh kok so ketangsangan Raka. Think Bianca.

Up to the top floor. Raka and Bianca step into a room that connects out where there is a pool there.

"God ..." Bianca was amazed when she saw the pool above which was a sprinkling of red roses.

The flowers filled the pond with writing made with white roses.

"Love you, Bia." Mumbled Bianca read the writing in the pool.

"The special is only for my wife." Whisper Raka in the ears of his wife.

Bianca turned her head, she looked at Raka's smiling face wide with a look that was hard to decipher.

"Where do you like it?" tanya Raka raised both her eyebrows.

Bianca did not say a word, she simply nodded her head in response.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't have been more romantic. I can only give you a simple surprise like this." Said Raka while clutching the slender waist of the wife.

Simple? This is even very luxurious according to Bianca.

"We have breakfast first, I've prepared." Take Raka pointed to a place in the corner of the pool where there are two chairs and one table on which there is a lot of food.

"Mas, you're overreacting." Bianca said slowly.

"No problem, as long as you like." Raka replies and kisses his wife's cheek.

Bianca closed her eyes for a moment when she felt her husband's lips on her cheeks.

Bianca resigned as Raka pulled her hand closer to the table. He sat down and Raka sat in front of him.

"I hear you really like American breakfast, and kimchi. I purposely ordered for you." Raka said while giving two of Bianca's favorite foods.

"Where do you know that?" ask Bianca.

Raka smiled shyly, he scratched his non-itchy head then looked at his wife hesitating.

"I called my mom all night for her favorite breakfast, and she said this." Answer Raka.

Bianca just kept quiet while looking at Raka. Unlike Raka who now grabs his wife's hand for her to hold.

"I'm sorry, Bi. I don't know you very much, even to your favorite breakfast I don't know." Raka.

"But I promise, I will try and learn a lot about you. What are your favorite foods, favorite colors and more." Raka said solemnly.

Bianca remained silent, she continued to notice how Raka spoke so softly to her, even her husband tried hard to figure out her favorite breakfast.

Raka is much better than Bianca who doesn't even know anything about her husband's favorites.

"No, Mas. You're so much better than me that I don't try to get to know you at all. You don't have to apologize" replied Bianca who finally opened her voice.

Raka smiled, he pulled the back of the wife's hand for her to kiss the back of the hand.

"It's okay, honey. I ask you to learn to know and accept me, not to force you to know about me. Slowly you are comfortable," said Raka again kissed his wife's hand.

Bianca smiled faintly. "Thank you, Mom." Timpal Bianca slowly.

Raka throws a smile, the same smile as every day.

MOMMY BIA, GOD HERE HER HUSBAND MAKE ME😭

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