"Hanzero" I Love you Miss

You are still my Miss.!

"Arwan, why are you smiling at your own smile..? You're not sick, are you..?" hanz asked looking suspiciously at his secretary who was smiling to himself.

"No sir, I'm still healthy. I just was... Ah, my master is dreaming." said Arwan blushed.

"Dreamed.?"

"Yes Master, yesterday I was still in the Main House to organize the bodyguards and guards, and now I am in the company of Samudra as Mr. Hanzero's personal secretary. Is that not like a dream.?" arwan.

"You don't like her.?" Hanz looked at his new secretary.

"Of course I like his Master, only I feel ashamed of myself. Even a scholar dreamed of my position. I'm the one who doesn't know what can be in this position. It was amazing." said Arwan scratching his head that did not feel itchy.

"You deserve it, and from now on promise to keep my trust in you" Hanz said, again staring at Arwan.

"With my life Sir, I promise." replied Arwan.

"All right, now we go home. It's late afternoon, I've missed our Miss very much." take Hanz immediately to pack.

"Well sir." said Arwan following in his Master's footsteps.

ah Master made me envious, then I miss who...???

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"Arwan, tomorrow you take care of all my work. I'm not going to the office. Tomorrow I'll take my wife to the hospital" Hanz said on their way home.

"Hospital.? What's wrong with Miss Mister,? Is Miss still sick.?" Arwan immediately turned to his master while driving.

"No, Miss is fine. We will be following Arwan's pregnancy program, so I have to take Miss Azka myself to the Hospital" Hanz replied.

"Well sir, good luck 'and you can get a successor as soon as you can." said Arwan.

Hanz smiled at Arwan's words, as a shadow of Azka with her distended stomach reflected in Hanz's mind.

Azka, you must be getting funny and adorable with your distended stomach. I am impatient ..

Soon they arrived at the Main House. Hanz immediately got off his car and stepped in and headed straight for Azka's room.

Soon Hanz opened the door of the room and stepped in.

"Azka, "Hanz called his wife who was seen lying on the bed on her side.

"It's late in the afternoon, why are you sleeping so soundly Azka, what are you doing all day at home. Or are you busy cooking again.?" whispered Hanz stroking his completely motionless wife.

Her usual Azka always welcomes Hanz home with her cheerful laughter and this afternoon Azka does not even realize if her husband has been in the room.

Not wanting to disturb Hanz's wife and let Azka rest, she chose to go into the bathroom to clean herself.

After finishing bathing Hanz returned to Azka who was still asleep for a moment after changing clothes.

Hanz's long kiss on Azka's forehead is a powerful weapon to wake her up.

Sure enough, Azka squirmed and opened her eyes.

"Hanz... You're home.?" tanya Azka saw her husband already sitting next to her.

Hanz just smiled.

"You've been since, huh.? Why didn't you wake me up.?" back Azka asked when she realized that Hanz had even taken a bath.

"I'm sorry Azka, I didn't mean to disturb your sleep. Go on, you're like he's so tired." said Hanz again kissing his wife's forehead.

"Truely I am not tired, at the end of this I often feel excessive sleepiness" said Azka.

"Are you not feeling well, Azka....?" hanz asked, starting to worry.

"No, I feel fine, just feel sleepy." said Azka, now he was sitting next to Hanz.

"I'm sorry, maybe because every night I disturb your sleep Azka" said Hanz hugging his wife.

Azka smiled. "Can be. But tonight you have to let me sleep in peace. You won't be able to bother me Hanz." Azka said.

"I'm coming Hanz month.!!"

Hanz breathed heavily.

"Why is he still coming too..? When are you gonna be late Azka..?" Hanz felt a little disappointed, he had hoped Azka would no longer have her guests.

"I don't know Hanz either, it's not me." Azka looked down her face sad.

"Azka, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you sad. Sorry..!" Hanz soon realizes that his words have hurt his wife.

"I also want her Hanz. but..!"

"Already Azka, I'm sorry. You can't be sad. We're gonna make an effort. Tomorrow we're going to the hospital for the pregnancy program. At least we will try, and then leave it to the Almighty." Hanz was again sorry with his words.

"You want to, right.. ? Following the pregnancy program.?"

"Yes Hanz, I want to. But if I'm not pregnant too how..?"

"It's okay Azka.. What matters is that we've tried." said Hanz.

Azka only smiled slightly, but in her heart began to tuck into worry. She began to fear if she could not get pregnant or later get pregnant like her late mother used to when wanting her even her mother had to wait until her long years.

"Have you eaten Azka yet,? " ask Hanz.

Azka shakes.

"Let me get you your dinner then" said Hanz.

"Let me just Hanz, you haven't eaten either, have you.?" Azka prevents Hanz.

"Why..? I used to do it."

"Not for now Hanz, I should serve you . "

"You're not my servant Azka, why should you serve me.?"

"Hanz, I'm your wife. I have to serve. I don't want to be an ungodly wife." Azka denied.

"Well, then let Berlanda bring our dinner here." Hanz finally decided to call Berlin.

"You remain my Miss Azka, my Miss Azkayra.!" whispered Hanz to his wife as he hugged her before stepping out to call out to Berlanda.

Azka just grunted, during this time Hanz always refused the service of Azka, sometimes just want to make coffee her husband Azka had to argue first with Hanz . Especially if Azka wants to cook food for Hanz, surely Hanz will nag and worse his servants in the kitchen will be affected.

Though Azka wanted to feel like a wife in general, cooking serves and memijit the husband. But Hanz always treated Azka like a princess who was always over-treated.

Another thing with Hanz's intentions, he does not want Azka to serve him because he feels if Azka his wife in marriage to be in his custody , in his protection and accompany his life not to take care of his life let alone serve his drinking. Hanz still treats Azka like her Miss who should be served her instead of serving her.

Small debates often arise between the couple, but it is strange now Azka who often loses and relents on the appeal of Hanz who used to always lose and succumb.

Hanz was a little stubborn in arranging his wife, probably because Hanz really wanted to keep Azka with his best. She did not want anything bad to happen to Azka and her marriage.

Hanz had been too traumatized by the strange events that had approached her and Azka, it was because Hanz was so careful in guarding Azka.

After their dinner was over, there was a small chat full of jokes between them.

Shortly after that Hanz carried his wife's small body and laid her on the bed.

"Sleep Azka, prepare yourself for tomorrow." Hanz's gentle kiss for good night to his beloved wife landed many times on Azka's forehead.

"Hug me Hanz." whine Azka.

Hanz immediately hugged his wife's body while continuing to gently stroke her wife's back .

ah, why did you wake up anyway, your lady is having a guest. Sleep junior, don't trouble me.

With great difficulty, Hanz managed to calm his Junior and fell asleep by hugging Azka.

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