Bride Shadow

Without my permission

In the morning Mitha woke up rather bad luck because all night could not sleep because it held a very hungry. Want to take a snack also he ogah down. Males also if you have to look at the eagle below. Instead of arguing himself, he often saw the Eagle finish his work at the table eating while drinking coffee.

"Hufft ..lapar." lamented Mitha as she dragged her steps down into the kitchen. Half a week in the morning. There is little time for breakfast with a bowl of instant noodles.

Mitha's mood turned bad again when she saw the Eagle who had been sitting neatly at the dining table while squeezing his phone.

"Aren't you aware of having a husband?" reprimand the Eagle without looking towards Mitha. The innuendo that made Mitha's neck stuck because of it.

"Do you know the wife's obligation? This is what my mom said...."

"I know sister." prune Mitha fast. The more he listened to the longer his business, the more his heart would hurt. Nimbly he took a cup and brewed black coffee, then delivered it to the grinning Eagle at a glance. The smell of coffee was so tempting.

Not wanting to be insinuated anymore, Mitha rushed to pick up the condiments, cookware and started cooking breakfast. You know he'll come to the kitchen early in the morning.

"What do you want?" Mitha stared pushyly. Wanting to feel he threw the frying pan he was holding onto his annoying sister's face. He knew he wanted to cook, and asked. Does he think Mitha wants to take a shower? The wall's face.

"Cooking breakfast." replied Mitha.

"That's not necessary. We'll cook dinner tonight."

"But I'm hungry brother...."

"Do you think I'm not hungry?" It sucks! he who spent two portions last night still complained of hunger, what else Mitha?

"Then I'll cook."

"Say no need."

"Then what are we going to eat, brother?" mitha snorted annoyedly. She is married to an om-om.

"Don't you see any omelets on the food shelf?"

"Food rack?" mitha repeated astonishment. He did not have time to check the shelf dindekatnya despite already smelling the aroma of cooking. Mitha was only afraid of hallucinations because she was hungry. His hand moved open the shelf, right.there are two portions of omelets there. He grabbed it carefully.

"Sister cooked it?"

"Who else is it?" not answering back to asking.

"Want breakfast now?"

"no, next year alone eid." oh my goodness! if you don't remember the eagle who might be the plate in his hand has floated somewhere. Ngeselins. But Mitha tried to spread herself. Placed the plate in front of the husband who immediately grabbed his fork and spoon, began his meal, chuckle.

Mitha let out a long sigh, from now on she had to prepare an above average stock of patience in order to live longer. Fear he suffered a stroke at a young age because every day forced to face the flat face of a spicy mouth in front of him.

"Where are you going?" again Mitha was infuriated because the Eagle kept asking her. Short words, without expression, worse already know the answer.

"Campus." The reply was brief. If the eagle can talk, then he can too. Replied long would be in vain because the interlocutor iti minimal expression, unfriendly.

"Wait." Mitha only gawked at the sight of the Eagle walking into her room then came back with the briefcase and suit draped in her arms.

"Come on." Take it while walking first towards the door. Strange.who knows who died!

"I can take a taxi sister." protested Mitha. He was planning to take a taxi. Don't know his strange sister it's already done first.

"You're married. Follow your husband's words!" hardik Hard Eagle.

"His husband? It sounds interesting too." Mitha's short comment with a bland smile. Tumben-tumbenan Eagle mentions the word husband or wife in front of him.

"What do you mean?" again, that ferocious face approached her with narrowed eyes. In such a close position Mitha could see just how sharp the man's black eyeball was, as sharp as his name...Hawks. Reddish lips and thin whiskers that make it look so gentle.

"Are you admiring my face, Madame Abimana?" ask with a serious face. Sontak Mitha retreated her face, shocked by the sudden movements of the Eagle.

"If you do, it seems that you must prepare for the heartbreak of the lady. Our parents can marry us off and make you my wife, but not me." Mitha put on a cold face. His face hardened.

"How many times did you remind me? I won't forget brother, not at all." he said very sniffly. The eagle scanned his face long ago. It turned out that the stubborn little Paramitha had not changed at all.

"Thank God if you remember." she said and went to the door followed by Mitha.

Arriving at the car, Mitha who was sitting next to him heard Eagle's phone ringing. The eagle, who had just driven his car a few meters, stopped him near the gate.

'Ayank's'

His mind spelled out the name that was there. Suddenly Mitha's heart ached. He turned his eyes to the side. If possible, he just wants to run out of the car.

"Hallo yank." said Eagle, Mitha faintly heard the woman across there talking. The eagle kept quiet and listened to him reverently. Pedantic....Mitha opened the door, better take a taxi if this is the case.

His movements came to a halt when a powerful pull forced him to stay and fall. The chest of the field.he fell there with a reddened face.As he lifted his face, the brown iris widened. The eagle looked at him full of anger and ended his call.

"Never leave without my permission."

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Hay readers, sorry the old author did not update yes, again pursue the target because😂 But starting today isaallah update routine really. Thank you for stopping by and appreciating this work. Happy reading n ILOVE U all😘😘😘😘