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Seeing her belongings being taken out of the room, Vira was surprised.
"Wait, why are you taking all this out of my room?" Vira asked with an astonished face.
Herman flashed a smile at the beautiful woman.
"Ah, do you own these items?" Vira nodded, answering Herman's question. "Why do you keep all your things in this room? You're married, are you fighting and separating beds?" Herman looked at the husband and wife in front of him with a suspicious face.
Vino pulled his wife's shoulders and embraced her. "Of course not, our relationship is very good and harmonious," Vino replied, smiling broadly while hugging his wife.
"Honey, you should keep your belongings in my room," Vino whispered with a strange look at his wife.
Vira understood very well the attitude of her husband at this time and nodded slightly. "Leave this here first. Your room is very elegant and classy, my belongings don't fit in your room." Vira answered with a bitter smile.
Wouldn't it be troublesome if she had to carry her belongings upstairs, where her husband slept? Herman only stayed here a few days, after all.
"Leave this stuff in your room. I'll take care of it another day," Vira explained.
"Ah, then I'll keep your stuff in the warehouse. You don't need all of it, do you?" Herman asked.
Vira arched her brows. Of course, she still needed all this! Why is this man so meddling with her belongings?
"Yes, you can put this in the warehouse. My wife already has a lot of things in our room," Vino answered with a lie. "Now take a break. Vira and I also need to rest," Vino said.
"Alright then, I will prepare dinner. I'll call you when everything is ready," Herman replied.
Vino nodded in agreement, but his wife's face looked disapproving.
"How could I just ignore all my belongings?" Vira whispered in her husband's ear while leaving Herman.
"Never mind, we can buy more stuff," Vino whispered back. He embraced his wife tenderly and led her upstairs.
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"Why does that man named Herman have to stay at your house?" Vira kept asking about the arrival of their special guest, who was far too sudden.
"He was my caregiver since I was little. He was like family to me. When I decided to live independently, Herman went to Europe. I can't possibly refuse him when he wants to return to my house," Vino explained, spreading his hands apart while facing Vira.
"What are you doing?" Vira was surprised to find her husband acting this way. She had just sat on the edge of the bed when Vino stood in front of her.
"Take off my clothes," Vino asked.
"You can open it yourself. I taught you," Vira answered in a weak voice.
"I'm very tired, and I'm also very upset today. I don't have the energy to undress." Vira laughed sarcastically at her husband's absurd excuse.
"Just say you want me to spoil you. Fine... I am a kind woman," Vira raised her hands and slowly unbuttoned Vino's office coat.
She helped Vino remove the coat, untied his tie, and started undoing the buttons on his shirt, one by one. After unbuttoning two buttons from the top, Vira suddenly stopped.
"Ah, you have to undress yourself. I can't help you!" Vira turned around, hiding her flushed face.
"Why? This is not the first time for you..." Vino whispered in his wife's ear. He deliberately teased her.
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Seeing Vino's head on his wife's shoulders, Herman was surprised.
Hearing the bedroom door open, Vino and Vira immediately turned their heads and saw who had been presumptuous enough to open the door without asking.
"Ah, I seem to be bothering you," Herman said, reluctant.
"What's the matter?" Vino asked.
"Ah, sorry if I interrupted," Herman glanced at Vira's face for a moment. "I forgot that Vino is married. Next time, I'll knock on the door and ask permission before entering the room. I still feel like Vino is a little boy that I guard."
Vira did not respond to Herman's words, only glancing at her husband's face for a moment.
Vino understood Herman's reason; it sounded sensible.
"Is there anything you need?" Vino asked again.
"Ah, I almost forgot, I wanted to ask you: Can I use your workroom? I have a broadcasting schedule tonight, but I left my equipment there," Herman said, offering a small smile.
Vino looked thoughtful for a moment before he nodded. "You want to use my workspace?" Vino asked, a little confused.
Herman nodded. "Yes, you know about my new job. Tomorrow is Friday, and every Friday night I have to entertain my audience with adult content."
Vira and Vino were dumbfounded when they heard Herman's words just now.
"Co-adult content?" Vino stammered, sure he hadn't heard that correctly.
Herman put on an embarrassed face that made Vira's eyes widen.
"My new job is a content creator. I and my friends do live streaming, and every Friday night is my schedule for a live show. I create hot shows to entertain my lonely audience. If you and your wife are curious, you can join my room," Herman explained confidently, though he occasionally showed an embarrassed face like a cat.
Vino and Vira glanced at each other, then looked away at the same time.
"Well, I'll lend you my workspace tonight," not wanting to extend matters, Vino agreed to Herman's request.
"Thank you, my dear Vino. I'll use your workroom for tonight's program. Then I have to go downstairs and prepare dinner."
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Vino made sure Herman had gone downstairs when he closed the door of his room tightly and locked it quickly.
"Do you understand what he was talking about earlier?" Vira asked with a confused look.
Vino let out a deep breath. He realized that with his upper chest exposed, he immediately covered it with his hands, making his wife even more surprised.
"What's wrong with you? You're acting weird!" Vira said sarcastically.
"Adult content, do you know about adult content?" Vino asked his wife, his face pale.
"I don't know," his wife answered innocently. "What I want to know is, why does he have to stay here? Why does he have to use my room? Can't you give him a place to stay somewhere else, like a hotel?" Vira complained, her face desperate.
"I should have listened to you," Vino replied.
"Ah, I have to sleep with you tonight!" Vira complained.
"So what if you sleep with me? Would you rather sleep with Herman?"
"You're not joking!" Vira threw a pillow at her husband. Vino caught the pillow.
"Now I'm losing a lot of energy. Not only can't I take my clothes off, but I'm also too lazy to take a shower. Can you help me?" Vino looked at his wife's face with deep eyes.
He approached her, lowered his body, and placed his hands on the bed near her.
Vira looked away and escaped from Vino's body, who was bowing in front of her.
She jogged to the bathroom. "You don't have to take a shower and wash your body if you're lazy, let me enjoy your bath up!" Vira half-screamed while sneering at her husband.
Vino fell on the bed, losing sight of his wife, and chuckled when he saw her tongue poking out.
"Go take a shower, wash your body. I love the scented bolster pillow!" Vino shouted with a mischievous smile.
Wait, it looks like something was missing.
"My workspace, isn't that next to my room?" Vino lifted his back quickly.
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It was great spending time soaking in her husband's super luxurious bathroom.
The feeling of tiredness and irritation vanished immediately as she enjoyed the temperature of the water, which made her body relax.
Vira soaked while humming a little, showing that she enjoyed the ritual of washing herself.
At one point, when she woke up from the pool of water, she did not find a towel rack in her room.
"Where does the handsome master keep his towels? Why can't I see a towel or bathrobe here? Did he keep it in a special cupboard?" she asked herself, with water still dripping down her body.
"He's not joking with me?" Her feelings were getting worse. She raised her index finger, played with her wet lips, and stared at her reflection in the glass-filled wall.
"Ah, miss... You are very beautiful, your body is very beautiful!" She laughed to herself as she patted her forehead, grimacing. "What have I done here? I have prepared nothing but my stupidity, too excited enjoying someone else's bathroom!" She hissed in annoyance at the stupidity she had done.
She turned her body and surveyed the large room with mirrored walls, a bathtub, a shelf filled with bathing cosmetics. She walked along the dividing wall, finding another mirror with a glass sink, looking for where the towel storage rack was. Why couldn't she find it?
"Stupid! What should I do now with this naked, wet body?" Vira hit her head, biting her lip. Once again, she looked at her reflection in the mirror, making a pitiful face.
I want to surrender myself to the tiger, okay? Her heart whispered sadly.
Not wanting to run out of wits, she took her wet clothes, lifted them, and sniffed. The unpleasant aroma from having worn them all day made her endure the nausea from her body odor.
"I will not wear these wet and smelly clothes. It's useless to soak in expensive soap if I have to combine it with the bacteria I've thrown away!" She sighed exasperatedly.
Knock! Knock!
"Vira, how much longer do you want to take a shower? An hour has passed. Are you okay?" The sound of knocking on the door, accompanied by her husband's voice, made Vira startled.
"Yes, yes..." she replied nervously.
"What's with your voice? You're not doing strange things in my bathroom, are you?" Vino asked suspiciously.
"Damn it!" Vira hissed a little.
"Then hurry up and get out, I want to take a shower too, or... you don't mind if I join you at this time. After all, you've seen how my body is beautiful, right?" He teased his wife with a small smile.
Vira patted her forehead at the absurd words of her husband. Already, she had to hold back her pride. For now, she needed her husband's help.
"Vino… would you like to help me?" Vira asked hoarsely. She approached the door where her husband's knock had come.
Vino arched his brows. His wife's voice sounded different, and it made him wonder. "Help? Would you like me to help you take a shower? Why didn't you say it in the first place?" He turned the door handle, which made his wife scream.
"You! What are you doing?!" She shouted while holding down the door with her back.
Hearing his wife's scream, Vino laughed happily.
Even though the door was locked,
"Don't try to get in, or I'll kill you!" Vira threatened.
Instead of being afraid, Vino held his stomach, laughing. Killing? He couldn't imagine how his wife would kill him if he dared to enter this time. That threat didn't sound funny.
"Vino! Keep away from the door, I beg you! This time, I beg you, watch out if you dare to open this door!" Vira raised her voice.
"What's with you in there? You make me suspicious. What if you're in danger? I have to break down this door to save you. Am I wrong?" Vino made an alibi.
You're the dangerous one! Vira thought irritably.
"Yes, yes, you are right! I am in danger right now, but breaking this door is not the way to save me. If you want to save me, can you get me a towel, bathrobe, or clothes? It will save my pride. I beg you!"
"Hah!" Vino was stunned to hear his wife's words from behind the door. "What did you say earlier?" Vino asked to be clearer.
"Yeah... I don't have a towel or anything here. I'm so clumsy and stupid. Can you help me?" Vira whispered while covering her face with her palms. Her face was as red as a boiled shrimp; she had just finished bathing, but her body was even hotter.
"Mmm... well, I don't keep anything in the bathroom because I'm not someone who likes to dry myself in there. I keep towels in the cupboard here, in front of the entrance. You can take them by opening your door just a little," Vino said while leaning his shoulder against the wall, deliberately playing with his wife.
"Can't you help me get it?" Vira's voice sounded soft and begging.
"Alright, alright," Vino relented. "What color do you like? I don't keep pink in my closet."
Vira sighed with relief at Vino's words. It meant her husband would help her right now. Vino wasn't that bad!
"Any color is fine, but I think more about the size," Vira answered in a voice that already sounded calmer.
"Okay, what size do you want?" Vino asked again.
"It should at least be more than 150 cm wide," Vira requested.
"I don't know the width of each towel here. Are you still willing to wait? I'll have someone measure the width first!"
"You want to die, don't you!" Shouted Vira angrily. "I've been expecting a lot from you. Now just give me what you usually wear! I'll wear it too!" Vira asked forcefully.
"Oh no, I don't like sharing towels, let alone things I usually wear. That means we share bodies," Vino replied, refusing with a flushed face. He couldn't imagine his wife wearing the towel that used to wrap around his waist.
After all, the size was too small for a woman. How would she cover her upper body? Geez! Vino's mind flew everywhere as he imagined his wife's body while wearing a towel that couldn't completely cover her body.
"Vino, are you still there?" Vira asked suspiciously.
"Yes, I've already taken one for you. You open the door, and I will hold out this towel while turning around."
Vira nodded in agreement with her husband's suggestion. That sounded very sensible.
"Alright, hand me the towels on the count of three," she begged.
"Good," Vino agreed.
Vira started counting. "1, 2, Th---"
Opened!
"OH MY GOODNESS!!"
The sound of screaming from the next room made Vino startled. He accidentally raised his hand, which was sticking out toward the bathroom door, and dropped the towel on the floor.
Vira grumbled to herself. She hurriedly bent down, reached for the towel that had fallen some distance from the door.
Vino turned around spontaneously.
"Sorry, I accidentally dropped the towel—"
"AW! YOUR MUSCULAR BODY MADE ME LOSE THIS NIGHT! YOU ARE MAKING ME CRAZY!"
"DO YOU WANT TO SLEEP WITH ME!"
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