"Bi, don't praise me too much. I'm afraid I might float away from your compliments," Veronica teased."I'm not praising you, dear. I'm just expressing my feelings.""Is that so?""Yes...""In that case, I want to ask for something, Bi.""What do you want to ask for, dear?""I want to move out of this apartment, Bi. I want to live in my parents' house, even though a wife should live with her husband."Frans wanted to know the reason before giving his approval. He didn't mind moving out of the apartment as long as there was a valid reason."I don't want you to spend a lot of money on rent for this apartment, Bi. I'm sure the rent is very expensive. Besides, I miss my parents. If I live at home, I can still feel their presence around me."Frans listened to Veronica's explanation and contemplated for a moment. "Very well, dear. If that's what you want, we can look for a bigger and more comfortable house together. My top priority is making you happy."Frans fell silent for a moment. Rentin
Today, the clothes that Frans will wear fall on knee-length cotton trousers and a casual t-shirt. After that, he moved on to cleaning up the room and collected all his and Frans' dirty clothes, then put them in a dirty clothes basket which was located near the bathroom door.After finishing in the room, Veronica went to the kitchen and cooked a simple breakfast for the two of them. Veronica took a deep breath when she saw the refrigerator which was starting to empty. There are no special ingredients there. While Frans was away, he never went shopping. The girl only relies on eggs and instant noodles. In the end, Veronica decided on boiled noodles mixed with eggs.While she was busy cooking, Veronica was surprised by a strong hand hugging her stomach. He could also smell the very fragrant soap."What are we having, Darling?" Frans asked as he kissed Veronica's cheek and rested his chin on her shoulder."Just boiled noodles and eggs, Honey. We ran out of groceries, and I haven't been sh
"Mmmhh, okay, you go first.""Honey, actually, you should be the one to go first, not me. I've never been in here before. Besides, you're the one who wants to buy something, not me," Veronica pleaded. She even hoped Frans would enter first, so she could run back to the car."All right, but don't go too far from me!" Frans began to leave Veronica.As Frans moved away, Veronica took a deep breath and took a heavy step. She tried to ignore the sneering looks from other mall-goers as she weighed whether to return or keep moving forward.Slowly, the two of them finally made it inside the mall, with Veronica keeping a safe distance, of course. But when Veronica's gaze searched for her husband, who was now being approached by a very beautiful woman, her eyes widened, and she stopped in her tracks to avoid being seen by the attractive woman."Frans," she whispered."Let go, Arinda!" Frans commanded, breaking free from Arinda's embrace. It was incredibly unlucky to run into his ex-girlfriend w
Veronica smiled with satisfaction as Frans spoke the truth to Arinda. With his recent comment, he openly contradicted Arinda's statement right in front of her."Haha... Sis, it means you've lied to me. You said earlier that Mr. Frans is your boyfriend. But the truth is, Mr. Frans is your ex-boyfriend, Sis. So... Sis, you should step back now because I'm the one who will be his girlfriend." Bianca interrupted, further complicating the situation."Don't get your hopes up too high, Bianca. You need to bury all those fantasies because I'm already married." Frans quickly took Veronica's wrist and led his wife into the mall.Bianca and Arinda stared at each other. "Bian, is it possible that the curvy woman is Frans's wife?""Haha... no way, Sis. You must not be hallucinating. You've already exaggerated things by saying that you're Frans's girlfriend. Don't add to it by saying that the clumsy girl is his wife. Just so you know, her name is Veronica, and she's a classmate of mine from the sam
So that the man could freely take off the pajamas that Veronica was wearing.Finished with Veronica, who was now only wearing underwear, Frans guided his wife's hands to remove the plain t-shirt she was wearing.Veronica complied. He did what Frans wanted, so he was forced to stand on tiptoe to get Frans' hands out of his two sleeves. Frans smiled, enjoying Veronica's cheeks which were turning red because of his actions.And Veronica immediately broke out in cold sweat as she knelt in front of Frans. Taking off the knee-length cotton trousers, along with the triangle-shaped clothes. This made Frans, who was starting to squirm, appear in front of Veronica.Follow his instincts. Veronica immediately greeted Frans with her wet and warm mouth.“Veronica….” Fran gasped. Feeling Veronica's wet tongue working him. Bringing a different feeling of pleasure so that he couldn't say anything else.“Naughty now?” Frans whispered right in Veronica's ear and gave her a gentle kiss there.Veronica, w
"Come out, Darling. She's gone." With half a shout, Frans called his wife, informing Veronica that Bianca had left.Not long after, Veronica appeared, carrying a tray with the food Frans had brought into the room."Let's eat here, shall we, Bi?" Veronica placed the tray on the table in the living room.Frans nodded. "Alright," he said, settling down beside Veronica."Why is there only one serving?" Frans protested again.Veronica blinked. "Didn't Hubby say this was a special meal just for me? And that you promised to feed me?""That was earlier, Sweetie. Before we exercised," Frans chuckled.Veronica got up. "Alright. What would you like to eat, Hubby?" she asked before walking to the kitchen."The main course and some vegetables are still there, Sweetie. That's enough.""Alright," Veronica replied shortly before disappearing behind the door that connected the living room and the kitchen.Bianca, angry because Arinda had lied to her, walked quickly towards the car. Earlier, she had ha
"Good evening, Aunt..." Arinda greeted a middle-aged woman who was sitting and reading a gossip magazine in her hand."Evening," the middle-aged woman replied briefly. It was quite apparent that she didn't like Arinda's presence.The middle-aged woman also knew exactly who Arinda was. She was the woman who had shattered her youngest son's heart and feelings, making him unwilling to get involved with women ever since he was betrayed and left with deep emotional scars. As a result, she had to bury her hopes of having grandchildren from Frans, her son."How are you, Aunt?" Arinda took a seat on a chair opposite the middle-aged woman, who happened to be Frans's biological mother.Bianca, who had been following Arinda, stood by, silently observing their conversation."I'm fine," Reni, the woman commonly called Aunt, replied, still holding onto her magazine and ignoring Arinda and Bianca's presence."Aunt, I'm not here to ask Frans to come back to me or to disturb him. Please don't worry li
"Just regular phone calls, then?" Frans returned the smartphone with an almost disappointed look.Veronica sighed, "Not because I don't want to see your face, Bi.""Then?" Frans raised an eyebrow.Veronica took a deep breath, "My phone doesn't support all of that."Frans furrowed his brow, "Just a basic phone? I'm sorry, Honey. I've never paid attention to your needs."Veronica shook her head, "It's okay, Bi. You've done your best for me. Even beyond what most husbands do.""Thank you, Darling. You always accept my shortcomings," Frans said sincerely. He got up and took Veronica's hand, "Come on! Let's go out and find a phone for you."Again, Veronica shook her head, "No, Bi. I don't want to trouble you."Frans knelt in front of Veronica and rested his head on her lap. "How many times do I have to tell you, Honey? You're my wife, my responsibility. What's mine is yours, even if you ask for my life. I'll give it to you without hesitation. Never think like this again. It's like slowly k