Gita Dusk Geetruida
The Effects of Praising Other Women

'Eh, briefly .. what character 'Aga' called Aya in the first chapter of this novel is Agastya, a local youth who became Takeshi's assistant?' asked Mangata to himself. Ah, then, Agastya means ... .

The curious Mangata resumed his reading.

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Unlike when still on the ship whose condition is limited, after being in a comfortable home Aya so free to move, especially cooking.

That morning Aya made breakfast in the form of vegetable soup because Himawari likes to eat soup, also serving onigiri, a menu taught by Seina, the wife of one of the Takeshi soldiers.

Onigiri looks very similar to rice head, rice formed round the size of a fist given a stuffing of chicken meat, given a special sauce and then wrapped in sheets of dried seaweed.

"Hm .. Your cooking is delicious Arrabella in accordance with its appearance, it feels like home. The taste is very fitting," Ryujo spontaneously praised Aya regardless of Takeshi and Monic.

"Ehm ..." Takeshi deliberately cleared his throat. Takeshi is a leader who does not like restrictions with his subordinates, including in the matter of dining, Takeshi even likes to invite his people to enjoy a meal together, in 1 table.

"Eh sir, sorry. I'm very happy because Arrabella is really smart to adjust and prepare something that spoils our stomachs," said Ryujo who suddenly felt bad when he glanced at Monic who was also glancing at him.

"So you think that I who have been with you for months can not adjust and spoil your stomach because it can not cook as well as this?" monic in the scowl mode.

Well, right? Something seems to be wrong, huh. Ryujo looks at Takeshi for a moment. Takeshi smiled as if saying 'your race' then chose to continue chewing his food.

"Eeh, not so dear. I-I was just praising Arrabella's efforts which ..." Ryujo is confused, what to say so that his beautiful wife does not get upset.

"I know, I'm not good at cooking, I can only cook rice, fry fish and eat vegetables" Monic frowned, chewing his food quickly. It looks so funny.

"I'm sorry, it's hard to say, as my wife you don't have to be good at cooking. You can eat your hand every day, I'm very happy. I commend Arrabella so that she's more excited about giving us good food, "yes, yes ... Ryujo started playing his sweet words.

"Ec ... Ryujo, one thing you need to remember well, that it is not good to praise another woman in the presence of your own wife. You see, you have ruined the peaceful atmosphere this morning," Takeshi sneered after finishing with his meal.

"Ish sir, I am a man for who I am. I will praise something because it is appropriate to be appreciated so. My beautiful wife, of course, I'm the only one who knows how much she spoils me, not just the stomach but the special thing is that she specializes in serving the lower part of my stomach as well."

Takeshi glared at Ryujo who spoke at will, "Ah Ryujo, don't forget there are minors eating with us at this time. After all, give a good example of how good eating etiquette is not to talk much while eating."

"Ah, hypocritical sir. The master also spoke while eating," Ryujo protested which instead made his master laugh.

"alright. I'm sorry to have spoken at the meal but look I've finished breakfast now and .. You're right, Arrabella's dish is special and fits on my tongue. I hope that in the future me and Arrabella will also fit in with other things" Takeshi said, looking at Aya.

"Uhuuuk," Aya choked on hearing Takeshi's words which seemed to imply a special meaning.

Monic immediately turns cheerful, realizing her husband's intention is for Arrabella to be comfortable and get closer to Takeshi.

"Ah Arrabella, be careful." Monic gave Aya a glass of water. "Have you heard what Mr. Takeshi said just now? He's happy for your service this morning."

Aya so misbehaved, he just nodded and continued eating while feeding Himawari who was not interested in the words of adults around him.

"Hm, I'd be happy if Sora's going to cook for me and papa every day like this, I'll definitely eat a lot of food anyway," said the little girl who turned out to listen to what Ryujo and his father said.

"Geez, how incessant their efforts to get close to Arrabella. Ah, my enemy is getting thinner," Agastya murmured inwardly to see her Takeshi master now a warmer figure than before.

"Hey Ryujo, don't forget your business with me is not finished yet" by raising both eyebrows Monic commemorates her husband.

"Sana, sana ... finish your business in the room there, not here," Takeshi said, chuckling.

"Excuse me sir and all," Monic stood up and directly dragged her husband into the room.

"What do you mean praising Arrabella's cooking, huh? So all this time you've been forced to eat my cooking, haven't you? Or maybe you like Arrabella?" accuse Monic of her husband.

"Darling, sorry. I didn't mean that. You know for yourself, hard-earned to make you mine. Even using all sorts of means, why is it so easy to like another girl who is obviously liked by my own master?" Ryujo seems to have mastered the surefire trick of dealing with women who are sensitive due to pregnancy hormones.

"But don't piss me off, dong. Or are you intentionally insinuating me?"

"Don't love, I didn't mean that at all. I just ..."

"What only?"

"That, I just want to make Arrabella not shy. You know, if Mr. Takeshi puts his heart on her?"

"Then?" monic said with a sharp tone.

"Dear already. I'm sorry if I offended you. Pregnant women are not good to be angry like this, later our baby becomes sad. You don't want our children to grow up unhappy? While time gets us so excited, you forget? If you forget let me remind you of the sensations of the activity that made you conceive my son."

Ryujo's words suddenly made Monic's cheeks glow red.

"Yes, I want to be reminded of that. Soon you will be sailing for the next few days. You need provisions and I need nutritional intake from your love, to maintain the immune system so that it is strong to resist longing as long as you can not reach," Monic softens as Ryujo hugs her while giving her a familiar kiss.

Often it is so, quarrels between husbands and wives easily arise one of them because of the wrong bed. The condition of young pregnant Monic makes Ryujo choose to resist his desire because he is afraid something happens to their little fetus. Unlike the husband, Monic whose level of efficacy increases when starting to get pregnant instead thinks Ryujo is reluctant to touch him because he feels pregnancy makes him no longer attractive in the eyes of the husband, whereas ... .

"Of course, I'd be happy to make you sigh and scream my name, baby." Ryujo turned to lock the door to their room and went back to Monic who was still standing.

Ryujo pulled Monic's left arm and placed the palm on his right shoulder, then placed his own right hand on Monic's waist and put the palms of their other hands together, holding each other.

"What are we going to do?" ask Monic.

"Darling, don't you know if we wanna dance?"

"Oh, why do we want ...?"

"Yes, yes .. well, we will make love while standing up, so that our love does not suppress the tiny baby, Miss Ryujo." Ryujo pushed the Iatrinua's body slowly to the wall and the cold morning instantly turned into a blazing heat.

Ryujo was very satisfied, after a long time withholding his desire, this morning all the turmoil was poured on his lover. While Monic was smiling happily, his tambourine this morning was very sweet.