"It's been a long time since I've seen you dress to your heart's content or seen you enjoy simple things.. me.." he who speaks takes a breath," - misses my old Aruna.. who likes to use cute bracelet accessories or live in a house full of weird trinkets.. me.."His breath was blocked, and Mahendra could not continue his speech.
Aruna nodded her head which was under her husband's chin. Aruna did not know why her husband was grieving. Aruna simply relied on her intuition as a woman, who had the status of a wife, "let's go," without asking her to turn her body.
"We use the old motorcycle," said Mahendra.
"Can.."Aruna replied succinctly.
"Wait a minute," and the man ran, nowhere Aruna did not ask, but the look on Mahendra's face had changed. His grief had gone. he moved backward while half-running. Mahendra smiled.
"Cie nona is going for a walk," joked the assistants, who eavesdropped on their conversation.
"Young Master can be friendly.." others throw random utterances.
