Marrying a Blind Man
Deliverances

They both looked at each other with smiles. Maybe they're holding back laughter because of my impatience.

Then Evan came in and greeted me.

"Miss, how, does miss like it?"

"Yes, they are so beautiful and kind." Honestly answered.

"okay? I don't think so, Miss. Especially him." Evan pointed at the one with long hair. "She looks sweet but has actually killed a lot of people."

I widened my eyes while the girl gave a small smile.

"That's it, yeah." Ah, it turns out that girl was also terrible. Where can Evan be friends like this?

"Not to be heard, miss. We're not innocent girls, but we're smart enough to defend ourselves." Reply Clair.

"You're right. I also have to get used to this kind of thing." My answer.

"You're out, there. It's a woman's business." Tukas Clair again and Evan laughed and left the room.

"May I know how long you've been studying like this? What since becoming a military officer?" I started to wonder. Seeing Richi Darrel's shot amazes me and is as eager as it seems.

The two girls laughed.

"We learned from childhood. I've been studying since I was 7 and he's, like, 9 years old I guess." He said as he glanced at Richi Darrel and the girl nodded confirming Clair's remark.

"What's? That small?" Crazy, that age I still play cooking. Why they even hold real weapons. Who are they really?

"That's how it is, Miss." Connect with Clair again. Richi Darrel doesn't tell much, he just smiles and nods if his opinion is needed.

"So, how long can I be like you?"

"If you're practicing diligently, I think three months can be done, right, Rel?"

The girl seemed to think. "Emm, I think less than that. One month, if you practice focus and speed, one month can already."

"Huh? Not that you're overreacting." Clair disagrees.

"No." Richi Darrel looked at me. "What makes us do it quickly is determination. The stronger our effort and determination, the faster we reach for it."

"I'm very serious and will try to shoot properly!" I was so excited. Hearing that Richi Darrel smiled sweetly.

"Then, then.." THE TRACK!

I gawked, Richi Darrel instead dismantled and removed all the frames of the gun very quickly.

"Let's learn to know this weapon and then put it together first." He said with a bright face.

Oh my, should you? I think we'll learn to shoot right away. If you want to be good in one month, why not keep shooting. My inner.

...♡♡♥︎♥︎...

I entered the room in a daze. Ah, even though it is only a practice of memorizing the type and frame, also unloading the weapon but I am very tired especially both hands.

I saw Krishan sitting in the garden

in the middle, he put his face into the sunlight. Krishan, his face is still gloomy. He hid it when I was there. It felt like he was someone else with me and could be himself when I wasn't around.

Have patience, Krish. I will try to bring back that smile. I promise I'll take care of this, I still have people looking for who Sanders is.

"GODDESS.."

I took a deep breath after landing my body on the sofa right next to Krishan.

"Jia, are you home?"

"Yes." Yeah." I answered while shaking my hands because I was sore. How many times do I have to disassemble the gun with their allotted time, which is 10 seconds. Surprisingly, the two women were indeed very good. Especially the Clair who is better in my opinion. That's natural because said Richi Darrel, Clair's father who taught him and Clair first can hold a gun.

"It's okay. I'm just tired."

"Tired? Is your job very hard?"

"A little bit, but I like it." I put my hand around Krishan's waist. "Have you taken any medicine?"

"It."

"Correct?" I can't believe it because Krishan is lazy to take medicine. "Bii, has Krishan taken any medication??" I shouted at Marry who was in the middle garden of the room.

"Already, Miss."

Chris smiled faintly and it made me suspicious.

"Auntie wasn't threatened by Krishan, was he?" Ask again.

"No, Miss. You really drank it."

Hm, okay. I trust. "Krish, you can't, you massage my hands." I placed Krishan's hand on my palm and he immediately clasped it with both hands.

"What did you do like this?" Krishan asked as he gently stroked my hand. Whoa, delicious..

"I. move things." Answer lies.

"Other times, just tell the bodyguard. Don't get tired, you'll get sick later. Understood?"

I smiled hearing it. You can worry about other people when you are still so bad.

"David come in again?"

"Yes, now he's the one who fills your room. I locked our room."

"Why is that?"

"I don't want to share a room! He'll definitely bring a woman into that room." My move is to remember that David can do 'it' anytime and anywhere.

"Many have asked why David came back and where is Mr Yohan? The office is very noisy about that."

Krishan did not answer. He smiled thinly as he continued to massage my palm.

I looked at his face. The fine hair around his jaw had started to grow. After being able to see yesterday, Krishan continued to keep the jaw smooth. Now, he can't do it alone.

"Why silence, Jia? Keep nagging so I can hear your voice."

I chuckle. This man was very different from when he could see. If I babble, he'll wrap my lips with his. But now, he will return to be the sweet listener Krishan.

"Come, to the room. I'll shave your mustache."

Krishan nodded and I took him to the bathroom. Clean the fine hair on her face and give a little love-service for her.

When he last met before the accident, Krishan said he was not strong enough to hold back his desire for me. We failed to do so because Sean called him. So now, I'm gonna do that for him. I told him to just keep quiet and enjoy it, I'll satisfy him, make him release the stress that has been on his body since yesterday. I'll make his nerves weaken for a while so that his mood improves. I-so, right? We did it in a bath-up. I sat on top of her body and clearly saw that satisfied face with sweat pouring down her forehead. Fortunately, the face changed a little better.

"You're not coming down?" Asked Krishan who still felt the burden on his body.

"I'm enjoying your face."

Krishan smiled. Wow, that smile. Thankfully, the smile appeared again.

"Thank you, sweetheart." Krishan touched my body and pulled me into his arms. Krishan tightened his arms and I closed my eyes, lying on the chest of his field that always made me feel like there would be no place more comfortable than my husband's body

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