Bride Shadow

Spoiled

The chirping of birds perched on the branches of trees did not interfere with the deep sleep of two people who slept hugging each other that morning. The woman even accidentally stuck her head in her man's chest, looking for warmth and comfort there.

Tok

Tok

tock...

A knock at the door kept one of them awake first, briefly regaining consciousness before stretching his muscular muscles and staggering toward the door.

"Good morning boss, I've been waiting for you for an hour downstairs. Today want to enter the office or want to rest at home first. No one means also if the boss wants a beautiful bobok the same.ahh my God.my eyes are stained!!" pekik Bian who had glanced into the room where Mitha was still lying there with a blanket on the chest. Not an extreme sight indeed because he and the Eagle did nothing but sleep cuddling. Frankly, the couple is tired of body and soul.

"Sssstttt...can you shut up? Mitha can wake up!" the Eagle sergeant pulled the former secretary of his papa away from the room door. She couldn't bear to see Mitha exhausted from last night.

"could. Release Ishh." Bian's edge on the Eagle's hand that smothered his mouth.

"What's the boss? want to go in or take a break??"repeat Bian again. Fortunately he was the patient type, if not sure it was the boss's room with a loud bang. Bian, however, always trusts in Abi's messages to help him direct and watch over the Eagle.

"It feels like Mitha and I will be home until your seven-day event is over. Poor Mitha was still tired and grieving. For the time being, the business of the company I entrusted to you, Bi." said Eagle at its core. There's no way she went to work and her mother died three days ago.

"Hmmmm okay boss. For the event later tonight I have ordered on the new stall in turn."

"It's better Bi, let's just say we share the windfall with them." Eagle did suggest not take the resto menu for the simple event. He ordered Bian to order his menu from a street vendor who was selling around the Abimana residence. Not a matter of money, but on the desire to share the windfall only. Besides not having to bother, their families can also help others.

'"Then I say hi, boss."

"Hmmm.don't forget to email Bi your report."

"Ohh.of course the boss. Excuse me." Bian immediately withdrew from there.

After Bian's departure, the Eagle immediately entered his room again. When he turned to his big bed, he did not see Mitha there. Surely his wife was taking a bath because it sounded gurgling water from there.

"Aaaahhh.." cried Mitha in shock as she opened the bathroom door and the Eagle's body was right in front of her.

"Why is that there? make it a shock." Mitha's murmured. His intentions hurriedly took out the clothes so blocked the tall body of the athlete. Which made him upset, instead of giving way, the Eagle even deliberately blocked him at the door.

"I waited for you. ck.for a long time."

"Why wait for me anyway?" mitha was getting upset.

"Main morning Mith.don't be too emotional. I'm your husband, not your housekeeper or gardener." said the flat eagle with a dislike face of course. It made Mitha feel guilty.

"I'm sorry mas." she hesitated with her face down. As a wife, she did not have to say that to her husband. The husband is a priest who is to be respected. Instead of answering his apology, the Eagle passed him and entered the bathroom speechless.

Kriyet...

"You...." The eagle who had just finished bathing and opened the door was naturally shocked to see Mitha waiting for him. His movement of drying hair with a small towel stopped instantly.

"I'm sorry" said Mitha, not daring to look at the Eagle standing right in front of her. He was very sorry about the little incident. Their relationship had just improved, and he had already broken it with stupid words. For a moment Mitha made trouble swallowing her own saliva when staring at the husband's sickpack company that is so masculine.

"Hmmm." Just stepping away, the Eagle was made to stop when a hand had already coiled its stomach, hugging it from behind. Unmitigated, the man also felt a body that was already tightly attached to his back, flirting.

"Oh my God.why am I this aggressive.." Mitha's mind was misbehaved. She did not care if it was cheap or any other scathing insinuations that might come out of her husband's mouth. He just wanted the Eagle to forgive him. Without Mitha guessing, the Eagle's large hand was already holding gently both of his hands that were still wrapped around his muscular stomach. For a long time they were silent until the baritone's voice broke the silence.

"Can you brew coffee for me? I'd like to have coffee and breakfast your chicken fried noodles." Sontak Mitha let go of her embrace. Heart's flowering. Without answering, he knew that the Eagle had forgiven him.

"I'll make you a mas" he said cheerfully. This was the first time her husband had asked her to do something in person. Chicken fried noodles were her husband's favorite food from childhood. His mother had even taught him a special spice that was favored by his only son since long ago.

"Wait." prevent the Eagle from making Mitha's steps stop.

"What's wrong?"

"Help me dry my hair." And without being told the Eagle was sitting in front of the dressing table holding out the little towel he had been holding.

"Why not wear a hair dryer?"

"I want to wear this alone." inevitably Mitha received the towel and started rubbing Eagle's hair over and over again.

"Hmmm done" Mitha said as she muttered. He immediately put the little towel in its place.

"Switch all of you Mith." again...Mitha was made shocked by the request of the Eagle. Tumben her husband likes to tell or rather be spoiled for her.

"I? elang mas's hand hurts?"

"No."

"Cock tumben menguruh nyisirin hair?"

"Are you not allowed to serve your own wife?"

"Euhm.bby kok. But it's weird that...."

"For a long time also common." muttered the Eagle later