Being my Beloved's Personal Servant

Being my Beloved's Personal Servant
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"Don't be hard lest you get tired" said Galaksi hugging his wife's body from behind.


"It's not hard, just stir-fry," he replied as he kissed the Galactic cheek and then resumed cooking.


"What is meat cut for?" ask the galaxy that will not be silent.


"Make a mixture, I'm the bosen stir-fry it continues," replied Viola again cut the meat he had fried earlier.


"But.."


"Shut up if you don't want to help" he replied.


The galaxy that has heard the faint tones of the earth that he is embracing can only remain silent. He had forgotten that his wife was pregnant, so it was natural that she suddenly turned into a ketus like this.


"What did I help you with?" ask the galaxy with passion. Rarely did his wife tell him to help.


"Soak in that subtle spice first, don't get charred," he ordered.


The galaxy nodded and did what the wife said. They cooked the stir-fry with the jokes and temptations thrown from the Galaxy for the Viola. It was enough to make the atmosphere of the apartment kitchen sound alive.


After cooking, they took her to the table.


"It looks like we will have a sister-in-law," said Viola while feeding the food to her husband's mouth.


"Who? Does Clara want to get married?" ask the galaxy while chewing the food in its mouth.


"So I was chatting with him, he said he liked one of the guys in the office. So we'll have a sister-in-law" he replied with a smile.


"Employee? Is it not wrong?" tanyakanya.


"Why? You don't like it when your sister has a boyfriend just a regular employee? Which castle is far below you?" asked Viola in an unusual tone.


"It's not so yank."


"What!! You don't remember me being one of your employees either! I am not a woman who has everything. I'm just a kid from a simple family!"


Viola's tears just came down with his hands clutching the spoon he was holding.


The galaxy that saw it shook its head, it wiped Viola's tears gently. Viola put down the spoon he held and brushed off the Galactic hand.


"Are you marrying me out of pity too! Because you are not a person so you made me your wife so you could easily make me your maid" she said with tears streaming down her eyes.


That thought just flashed through Viola's mind to make him speak to the Galaxy and shed his tears. Is this the effect of her pregnancy?


"It's not so, baby, I'm just making sure. Whether the man really loved Clara or just used her" he said.


"Look yeah. I love you sincerely, regardless of caste or want to make you a servant. Indeed since 2 years ago have I ever told you to work hard? Well if yes maybe it's just cooking, because honestly I'm addicted to your cooking," continued Galaksi with a hand that wiped his wife's tears to make her face red with tears.


"You're rich and I'm hysterical."


"You're even richer than I love you have a sincere heart. You make me comfortable with every single one of you. And one more you can make my cold heart warm" replied the Galaxy who was able to make the smile on Viola's lips rise gently.


"Udah smiles nih ye, who was crying earlier," he said carrying Viola's body into his arms.


"Emmm. But he said Clara, who likes the guy, is not going back" he said again.


After Viola did not sob again, the Galaxy released the hug and kissed the wife on the forehead.


Even if the man is also really sincere and loves his sister wholeheartedly he is also fine. For her the happiness of her sister was also everything to her. But it is different if there is a hidden purpose in the relationship of both. Don't forget that the Galaxy doesn't like people who just play with love.


"Even after breakfast first yes," he said spooning rice and side dishes to Viola who suddenly shook his head.


"Udah full!!"


"Yes have spent the milk then, do not let you not drink because of fullness," he said giving the vanilla-flavored milk to the wife.


"But really full loh Mas," he said with a shake.


"Drink baby!"


Finally inevitably Viola had to drink the pregnant milk while the Galaxy still spent the food on his plate earlier. He also saw the wife's funny reaction when drinking the milk.


"Where are you going?" ask the galaxy after you finish washing the dishes and the glasses.


"Where are you going?" ask Viola back.


"In the apartment! Pampered with you," he replied I took the fruit and put it on a plate.


"Yes, we'll see a movie if we do" Viola asked her husband.


They walked to the living room, where there was a television they used to watch while relaxing.


Today what they will watch is one of Viola's favorite drakor, because it has a high level of fatherhood and also sadness.


They sat on the fur rug, with the Galaxy making Viola's thigh a cushion.


"What do you intend to watch hmmm?"


"I'm talking to our son" replied the Galaxy with ears attached to Viola's stomach.


"Can Baby talk? Can you be horrified?" viola asked with a laugh.


"If you can't talk and hear yet but Baby can feel the presence of his Daddy here," he said with a sweet smile he revealed a little of the shirt and kissed the flat stomach of Viola.


"We haven't told the house people that I'm pregnant" he said, who immediately remembered it.


"Later I'll tell yank, Mom, you don't know about our past. He could be shocked if he heard you were pregnant when we had not been married for a week. If Mama and Papa already know, even speeding up the determination of grandchildren," he replied and was adopted by Viola. The woman confirmed what her husband said.


"How did they react if they found out I was pregnant?" she asked as she gently stroked the Galactic hair.


"Definitely happy dear," he replied.


The galaxy took the wife's hand and kissed her. Not forgetting that friendly gaze towards Viola who was staring at the television screen.


The galaxy that saw the wife's peaceful face was smiling, this woman with a gentle but fierce personality was the woman she loved the most. Sometimes he was afraid that later he would be the dead if this wife would find another man? Or be loyal to him.


"Oh so sweet if they are," he murmured. The woman took the fruit on the plate and ate it. Then take it again and give it to the husband.


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Hi hi older brother Tya there is a new recommendation, the title is Jerat Desperat Sang Candidate Duda, by Alya Aziz.