Adorable Wife Mr. CEO Named

Want to be Spoiled Continuously

Faizah shriveled in confusion as she saw her husband stuffing clothes into the suitcase.

"Mas, where are you going from yesterday so busy?" Faizah asked sat on the lip of the bed while wiping her plate.

"Tomorrow I must fly to Berlin."

Faizah's face immediately sparkled. "Pengen. I'll get my clothes ready first."

"No need." Sahut Juna who managed to resist Faizah movement.

"Why?"

"Did you forget you were in the hospital yesterday?"

Faizah looked down sad. His eyes began to blur. "I know you're ashamed to take me there?"

Juna breathed a heavy sigh. Then he held onto both of Faizah's shoulders. "Listen to me, Graduations. Your condition does not allow to travel far, stay at home okay?"

Faizah's cry broke out. "Wouldn't. You want to come, or you don't have to go. Tell your boss if you can't leave because your wife is sick. I'm sick again."

Juna rolled his eyes lazily. "I have to go, you know my job right?"

"Hiks..wanted to follow anyway." Faizah was still adamant. And that makes Juna careless.

"Can you not make me dizzy a day?" Juna's growl that succeeded in making Faizah more sobbing.

"Yes there go, don't expect you to see me back home." Upset Faizah brushed off Juna's hand and passed away from there.

"Dad!" Call Juna furious. However, it is not Faizah's name if it is according to the husband. "Whatever, he thinks I care if he leaves or not."

Out of annoyance Juna stuffed the clothes harshly into the suitcase. But the next second, he shuffled it back.

"Arrggh... shit!" Juna grabbed his own hair. "Dad." Call her.

Outside, Faizah pulled the car out of the garage. She left her husband's house upset. "What do you think I'm kidding? What's wrong with taking me there? I want to take a walk too. Very happy to be husband. Bummer."

Faizah drove his car at full speed, splitting the streets of the capital with all his aral in his heart.

"Hiks.pake hungry again. Where not to bring a wallet. Ck, damn it? Cook, I have to go home." Faizah pulled his car over on the side of the road. And started to twist his brain. "Did I borrow Daddy's money? Then later if they ask the stingy husband how? Not ah, males if it's a storm again."

Finally Faizah was just circling around the monas, after which he returned home. Unfortunately, Juna is really gone. Because the man no longer looks at the trunk of his nose.

"Hiks..have to be husband." His grunt when he saw the room was empty. Even Juna's suitcase was no longer there. Faizah limply came out of the room and walked towards the kitchen.

"Hah, patience Fai. It takes time to get him. Now focus on the stomach first. Then think of how to catch up with her."

Faizah opened the refrigerator while covering his nose. Then bring out some cooking ingredients. "From me dizzy, mending us mukbang."

At Zain's residence, Juna is seen entering the house with wide strides.

"Well, where are you coming?" Rea asked as she saw Juna enter.

"Where is Zain?"

"There's behind, again feed the fish. We're leaving in a minute." Rea looked at Juna suspiciously. "Why the hell?"

Juna massaged the trunk of his nose, then sat down on the sofa. "I don't think I can come."

"Well, why?" Tanya Rea sat down opposite Juna.

"My wife can't be left, she's sick. Yesterday he fell in the bathroom."

"What?" Shocked Rea. "Why didn't you say it, Jun? How is he doing now?"

"There's no serious problem. He's the only one who wants to come to Berlin."

"Ck, how could that be. Yes, no need to come. Just keep your wife at home."

"What's this?" Ask Zain who just showed up.

"This, darling. Juna's wife is sick, so he can't leave. He didn't say his wife fell in the bathroom yesterday." Clearly Rea represents Juna.

Zain sat next to his wife. "Yes, there's no need to come."

Juna nodded. "Sorry for this time."

"It's okay. Your wife is more important if she is pregnant. He's gonna need your attention."

Juna nodded.

"Oh yes, since you're not coming. What if representing me coming to a client's party. Just take your wife, tomorrow's the show. How's it? If I wanted to give you an invitation now?" Tawar Zain's.

"This is you, his wife's people are sick too. Don't you, let him take care of your wife's name I forgot?" Rea looked at Juna.

"Faizah's."

"Ah, yes. Let him keep Faizah at home." Rea Imbuh.

"Okay, no problem. I'm gonna call Daniel to change you, I need an escort there."

Juna nodded. "All right, if that's what I say. My wife ran away sulking."

Hearing that Rea and Juna looked at each other. Then they both laughed.

"I think you're crazy. Never mind, I'm saying goodbye. Say hi to your daughter. Tell me I miss him."

"Hey, did you forget you had a wife?" Ketus Rea's.

"He's an impromptu wife. My love is still for your daughter." Juna rose from his position.

"You crazy?"

"Yes, blame your daughter for driving me crazy."

"Cih, wrong itself expensive selling. Don't bother my daughter, now she's happy. Even she's pregnant, just like your wife." Zain.

Juna smiled in anguish. "I'm just saying I love your daughter, doesn't mean I want to have her. I'm not crazy yet. Never mind, I'm leaving. Don't forget to say my best regards to her." After saying that, Juna left.

"Look, I think he's crazy."

Zain smiled. "Don't worry, slowly he'll forget about the Queen. You see, even he's more concerned about his wife now. Her mouth just said no, but her heart was another."

Zain nodded. Then both went to the room.

Back in Faizah, the woman was still busy cooking in the kitchen while occasionally mengedumel.

"Beat alone, eat alone, sleep on your own. Got a husband don't love a wife, so sad for you, Fai." Faizah poured his homemade omelet lazily into the dish. "When married out of love, must be cooked in masakin. Eat bribed, happy this life. This is, it's been left behind, it's been dicuekin. The fate of marriage because of the first break."

Faizah did not realize that currently Juna was sitting in a chair and heard everything. The man smiled faintly.

"Hiks... How dong if I miss him? I didn't say how many days it had gone. I'm not going to hear from you again."

"If kangen says it immediately." Said Juna who managed to make Faizah shocked and accidentally touched the lips teplon.

"Akhhh.. hot." Pekik Faizah's. Suddenly Juna was shocked and immediately approached him.

"Dome! You're not careless at all?" Upset Juna grabbed Faizah's hand and blew it.

"Do you blame me, Mom? You are the ngagetin. There's no sound of it suddenly being here or maybe not...." Faizah immediately withdrew his hand and retreated. "You're a ghost, huh? Aaaa. Your hands are cold too."

Juna snorted. "Cabin."

Faizah shook his head and immediately grabbed the kitchen knife, then pointed it at Juna. "Surely you want to change, right? Let's change, kuntilanak or genderewo?"

Juna massaged the trunk of his nose. "No need to say, there is no such thing as Satan. It's just a human hallucination, Izah."

Hearing her husband's call. Faizah lowered his knife. "It's really you, is it?"

"Continue you think I am what? The devil?" Annoyed Juna.

Faizah sighed and put the knife in its original place. "I thought you were gone."

"It's not so."

Hearing that Faizah's eyes shone. "Really?"

Juna nodded.

"Aaaa. thanks, baby." Faizah immediately ran over and hugged Juna tightly. "I know you can't possibly leave me, right?"

"Please. Obatin your hand."

Faizah withdrew from Juna's embrace. "Obatin." Whimpering.

"Not to be spoiled."

As usual, Faizah put on a sad face.

"Yes, I'm medicine, sit down. I'll get the medicine box." Juna left the kitchen. Instantly the smile on Faizah's face expanded. "V chance. Good thing the right hand is on."

Quickly Faizah sat on the chair before Juna returned. Sure enough, it wasn't how long Juna had been back with the medicine box in his hand. He pulled up a chair and sat down in front of Faizah.

"Slow down, Mas. Confirm."

Juna glanced at Faizah at a glance. Then he treated his wife's hand. "Next time no need to cook anymore. I asked for a housekeeper with the agency."

"Don't look for the young one, tar him and seduce you again."

Juna did not respond. Until Faizah's stomach broke the silence. At once Faizah's face blushed in shame. "Sorry, I'm really hungry from before."

Juna placed the medicine box on the dining table. Then get up and pick up the plate, after which scoop the rice from the rice cooker. "Enough?" Ask.

"Eh? Enough."

Duh. so he wants to take rice for me anyway. Understanding also my husband.

Juna also took the omelette made by Faizah earlier and placed it on the table with his rice. "Eat."

Faizah nodded. "Thank you."

"Together." Reply Juna sat down at the place earlier.

Faizah glanced at Juna in confusion, his hand had already been smeared with the ointment earlier. "Mas, if the ointment is not papa, right?"

Juna snorted little. Lazily he pulled the plate, then added the side dish to it. "Open your mouth." Juna blew his rice before feeding Faizah.

Faizah smiled and immediately opened her mouth, receiving the first bribe from the husband. And it feels like it certainly can't be expressed in words.

"Where are your medicines?"

"Room." Faizah answered with his mouth filled with rice.

"Don't forget to drink."

"Yes, Mum."

"Hm." Juna returned and fed him.

"Consider if gini. Want to be pampered. Seneng knows we don't keep going."

"Don't say much, chew cepet. Keep taking the medicine."

"Ih. Yes this is while ngunyah. Gentle little napa same wife, Mas. Have you eaten?"

"Not yet." Ketus Juna's.

"Yes, you eat too. Let's eat together. I cooked a lot. The intention was to mukbang use sambel, uh you hunted come continue to mess up my cooking event."

"Fussy."

Faizah smiling. "That nagging guy likes ngangenin, Mas. Look out you'll miss me if I don't exist."

"will not. I don't like chatty people."

Faizah pursed his lips. I don't like it, but if it's in love directly nyosor. Fuckin' prestige. Just be careful if you miss. I won't care, let me know the taste.

Tbc....

I have added yes. do not know in the review cepet what is not.. if it does not mean tomorrow new update hehe.