Chapter 2 Brandy's Strange Attitude

Our car stopped in front of a Villa.

"Come on down, honey," Brandy opened the door for me.

I smiled and got off.

A car had stopped ahead of us earlier.

I'm surprised.

Suddenly, Abraham came out of the car.

I gasped.

What's with him? Why did he have to be here too?

"Honey, you look surprised again. Don't worry, Abraham is just taking us." Brandy soothed.

"Yeah, I'm not really surprised." I replied trying to stay calm.

Abraham smiled. But without speaking.

Trying not to care, I stepped into Brandy's footsteps. Unfortunately, Abraham followed suit.

What's with that man? Doesn't he know that we are going on vacation to celebrate our honeymoon here? Why did he participate?

Towards the evening, I looked out at the sea. In Brandy's arms, it felt like the night was getting warmer. But not so in my mood. Abraham's participation disturbed my composure.

Drrt... Drrt...!

Brandy's phone vibrated.

"Just a minute, honey," Brandy reached for her phone.

I let Brandy busy with his cellphone.

I'm allowed to clean the body first, this is our first night enjoying the night at the Villa, of course I want to provide the best service to my husband.

There was a knock on the bathroom door.

"Why, dear? I haven't finished showering yet," I said engrossed in a splash of warm water.

"Honey, open the door, I want to talk to you for a moment."

"Wait a minute!"

I hastened my shower. Hurriedly, then put on the towel. Even though it's legal as husband and wife, to be honest, I'm still embarrassed to show my naked body to Brandy.

Wrapped in the towel, I walked out of the bathroom door.

"You're beautiful, honey," said Brandy.

I blushed.

Brandy came closer and kissed my forehead. Warm. I like it. To me this is romantic.

"Honey, I'm sorry, I had to get out. A friend asked me for help. Sorry, but I'll try my best to get home as soon as possible," Brandy said.

Hearing that I'm disappointed.

"Sorry, honey," Brandy put his arm around my waist again. After a moment he let go of his arm.

I'm a little disappointed. Even though I'm embarrassed, it's not hypocritical if I actually expected more. But never mind. I suppressed my feelings.

Slowly my handsome husband put on his jacket and walked out.

"Lock the door, honey! Be careful not to open it to others," Brandy squinted.

"Don't worry, I won't." I replied.

After he died, I took out the black lingerie that I bought to spoil my husband's eyes. I put the lingerie on my plump body. This is our third wedding night. A night that

But I feel there is a little fear of Abraham's participation earlier.

However, I immediately dismissed the bad thoughts that approached.

In front of the mirror, I looked at my body.

I smile.

"I hope I can make Brandy happy and can make his heart always awake for me," I thought.

I covered myself with a kimono.

It was getting late, I was starting to get worried. Brandy hasn't come back yet.

Ceklek...!

Suddenly, the room darkened. The light seems to be off.

I squealed.

I have a phobia of dark cover my face in a blanket.

I grumbled to myself, why Brandy hasn't come home yet.

Soon, the door was knocked on again

"Who?" I asked.

"Open the door, darling, " a man's soft words answered my question.

I'm grateful Brandy's home. But why is his voice so soft?

Don't be stupid, Mera! You are a newlyweds, it was natural for Brandy to be like that.

I rushed to open the bedroom door.

A man came in, yes he was Brandy. I recognized the scent of her perfume.

"Honey, your smell makes me comfortable," Brandy said in a half whisper.

"Thank you, honey," I replied.

I gripped Brandy's fingers tightly. I can't help but smack. In my heart I cursed. My fear of the dark made me too attached to Brandy.

"You're afraid of the dark, aren't you?" he asked again in a half-whisper.

"Mmm. Yes" I answered.

Brandy ushered me into bed.

Strange, there is no smell of sweat on his body. There was only the smell of the typical perfume he used to wear. I know it.

Usually a man who has just returned from a trip will emit the smell of sweat. At least from the armpit area. 

But the distinctive scent of sweat could not be smelled from Brandi's body. His voice was made softer than before.

Ah well, the important thing is that I'm not alone anymore.