You Are Still My Wife!

First Person Frieze continued...

Coming back to my present day as a wife of Idri. He is funny and cute. This is one personality I always wanted in my man. I don't mind with his super excessive farting scenes and even gis snoring. He is a hard working man. I really love him and I will not stop his smile from going away. It is my promise to him. I will fulfill every wish I can that is within my realm of possibility. Ever since I landed to this house, I already feel less of an alien. The cook, Brook seems to be very skilled at her work. Goodness, I am lucky that I don't have to cook. I never really cooked but only ate lik really lots.

I sat on the table where lunch was served and Idri just came down in a pair of shorts that was so tight. I could already see what is hard inside. So embarassing. At least the t-shirt is long enough to cover it and Brook is in her 50s. She won't notice it hopefully. I signalled him at his shorts just to tell him about his inappropriate clothing. He just smirked at me.

look cute. He looks like a sex machine. I hate saying that for my husband but that's what he is at the moment. Brook just entered with an ABC juice which is basically composed of apple, beetroot and carrot and handed both of us one

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and shy. My cheeks turned red instantly and Idri smirked at me. He gestured me to start eating and even poured some rice onto my plate with that wicked smile

He is in a weirdo mood today. He just got even more romantic. He planted a kiss on my forehead and started to eat his food. Aww...he makes my heart beat faster than