How rich is my Husband?

Suddenly an idea crossed Kana's mind,

"Dami, how about I learn some martial arts too? " Kana said.

Damian chuckled, "No, honey. " His hand moved to stroke the supple cheek of his little wife.

"They are taught by these girls, not boys. For me to take care of myself just in case something untoward happens" he teased with a cute wink.

The gray-eyed man chuckled, Kana always had a way to melt him. The girls who were there held in a confused expression, their Master really became a different person when he was with Kana.

"Well, you always manage to persuade me, naughty girl" Damian whispered exasperatedly. His hands lifted Kana's body in his arms, making the girl yelped in surprise.

"Dami, what are you doing?!" she shouted in a loud voice.

"Let's go shopping and find everything you need for your college"

Damian carried her to their room for Kana to get ready to change her clothes. Kana was lowered onto their bed, making the girl taller than Damian when she stood up.

Kana's lips kissed Damian's cheek briefly, making the man's heart skip a beat.

"Thank you for allowing me go to college, Damian." Kana said then hugged Damian who was still stunned by Kana's kiss.

*****

Kana and Damian who were followed by some bodyguards had arrived at the mall, people paid quite a lot of attention to them because of the stature of the guards looked big.

That husband and wife couple entered the branded bag shop, all the shop staff seemed to be standing up to greet them at the entrance. They were invited to sit on the sofa and the staff began to display various types of bags.

When she knew all the bags were worth tens to hundreds of millions, Kana was increasingly reluctant to choose. Damian realized Kana felt bad, "If you don't choose more than 5 bags here, then I'll buy all the bags in this shop, honey" he whispered to Kana.

Hearing that, Kana started to choose and asked the staff. She didn't want Damian to buy all the bags in this shop. Until when Kana's eyes stared at the bag that was not given a price. There was only the name of the bag, the Louis Vuitton New Age Traveler Backpack.

"The bag my wife saw, put it in too" Damian pointed at the bag Kana was staring at.

The staff nodded happily, because so far it was difficult to find a buyer for this bag. Kana, who felt awkward with their expressions, asked, "How much does it cost?"

The store manager came forward, "54,500 USD or around Rp.760 million, madam," he replied.

Kana covered her mouth in shock, how could a bag be that expensive? Her eyes glanced at Damian who was sitting quietly without feeling the slightest bit surprised.

"Dami, isn't it expensive for just 1 bag to cost that much? " Kana whispered quietly so that the staff wouldn't hear. Hearing that made Damian chuckle,

"Honey, I can buy all the bags in this shop. Why should feel expensive only for Rp. 760 million? Damian asked with an amused expression.

"How rich are you, Dami?" Kana couldn't imagine how rich her husband was.

"Rich enough to buy that bag every day for the rest of your life" replied that man casually. Kana shuddered, not wanting to count them.

"Sir, it's time to go to another shop" Raven appeared complete with an ipad in his hand. Check the schedule of stores they will visit.

Damian and Kana always repeated almost the same thing in every shop, Kana was reluctant to choose and was threatened by Damian. Raven and the guards watched until they were almost used to it. There had been enough shopping bags that every bodyguard had resisted, but Damian still hadn't given up on spending money for Kana.

Now they are all in a clothing store that is quite affordable, according to Kana's request. If in the shop that was previously always booked by Raven, this time the shop couldn't because there were quite a lot of visitors, especially young people.

The husband and wife were again the center of attention, making Kana quite embarrassed. The girl asked the guards to move away from her a little.

There were loud whispers from several women in their 20s who chose clothes across from Kana.

"The guy is in his 30s, but the girl still looks really young, doesn't she? That's the age of a high school student," said the short-haired girl while glancing at Kana and Damian who were following behind his wife.

"That man so handsome, who doesn't want it? Then, there so much branded stuff that girl's, it really make the guy look crazy rich "replied their friend

"It's beautiful, but it's useless if she is only a gold digger " they giggled.

Damian growled behind Kana, that man also heard the whispers of the girls in front of them. Kana held her husband's hand, "Calm down, Damian. Don't make unnecessary fuss. Let me alone solve this"

Kana's feet stepped forward towards the girl who had called her a gold digger, " if you were offered my position you would refuse? No, right? "

"If my husband opened a vacancy looking for a mistress, I'm sure you would apply " sneered Kana with a bright smile.

"Don't be a hypocrite, just say it if you're envy. There's no need to embarrass yourself like that, girls" Kana whispered to the girls and then walked away.

Damian, whose hand was being pulled by Kana, stared intently at the girls who had insulted his wife earlier, Raven who understood her Master's intentions nodded.

"Stop shopping first, Dami. My legs are sore" Kana complained to her husband who was currently sitting at an outlet that specializes in selling ice cream.

Every now and then Damian wiped the corners of Kana's lips which were covered in ice cream, making the girl feel shy.

" Do you want? " Kana offered her ice cream to Damian and he shook his head, "i'm sure it's sweet, I don't like sweets food or drink. But if you're the sweet one, I like it"

"You like Ice cream so much?" Damian asked looking at Kana who had already eaten a lot of ice cream.

"I really like it, but I used to work so I didn't have time to enjoy ice cream," Kana answered with a sad smile.

"From now on you can enjoy ice cream however you like, honey"

"Ah by the way, before going home we have to go to a shop first" added Damian.

*****