
"Good morning, baby."
Just opening her eyes, Isabel has been given a kiss on the top of the head as well as a call dear. The girl blinked, gathering awareness, until she found a handsome face right in front.
"Morning too, dear," answered Isabel with a distinctive hoarse voicewake up to sleep.
"You lose" said Erich half moved then without warning to grab the wife's ripe lips, until the woman wavered.
Isabel pouts. Her husband woke up earlier than she did. Erich also looks fresh with different clothes from last night. So it was confirmed that her husband had cleaned himself up.
"Why don't you wake me, this is still morning." Isabel set her eyes on the window of the room with the curtains open. Outside the sun has not even appeared yet.
"You're so slumbering that I can't wake you up. I'm used to getting up so early." Erich who is used to living independently is used to getting up early and preparing all his needs before going to work. When married, the habit continues. Both will wake up in the morning and be connected with light exercise before undergoing daily activities.
"My mummy is indeed the best," praised Isabel as she clutched her husband's body tightly.
Erich smiles. He again put a kiss on the wife's forehead and returned the hug.
"Darling, do you like my flowers?"
Isabel nodded. He immediately remembered the bouquet of red roses now lying on the nightstand. The flowers Erich gave at a special dinner on the balcony of the room. Just the two and accompanied by moonlight.
"very liked. Why did you think you gave me flowers and did you buy them yourself? When, don't we spend all day together?"
The handsome man smiled faintly and then shook his head.
"No, I asked Emely to find you a special flower."
Isabel's lips that were smiling suddenly disappeared. It seemed that the girl was disappointed as soon as she listened to her husband's confession.
"I guess..."
"Sorry." Erich swiped his nose against his wife's cheek. "I have absolutely no idea where a full-fledged florist is as well as the kinds of flowers that women usually like. Therefore I ask Emely and find it for you," continued Erich still uyel-uyel cheek of the wife.
"Nothing." Isabel realized that Erich is not a romantic man and likes to show affection openly to couples. Had lived together before deciding to marry, a little Isabel know if despite the rigid Erichpunya soft side that will only be shown to a handful of people. For Isabel it is not important the flower is obtained from whom, the most important thing for her is that it is good from the man to show his love.
"Do you want more flowers?"
Erich's question made the girl frown.
"If you want, I'll ask Emely to get you another flower." Erich said without burden. However, if Isabel wants, she will ask Emely again to be found.
"Whatever it is, but this time I want Lily flowers. Lily's white."
"Em, sure. As per the wishes of the princess then whatever one wants will definitely be obtained."
"Gombal." Both chuckle. Realizing that he has not cleaned himself, 8sabel released Erich's embrace and rushed to the bathroom.
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"Emely."
Erich did as he opened the door of the youngest brother's room which is now invisible stem of his nose.
"Emely." The handsome man checked his sister all over the room.
"Em, Isabel wants more flowers, but this time she asks to get Lily's flowers." Erich was quite hesitant when he expressed Isabel's wishes to Emely. If last night the girl was sulking, then what about now?.
"Ok, no problem."
Erich stumbled, not believing. It is quite unexpected, Emely did not refuse and was enthusiastic to find the flower he just mentioned.
"You, you don't mind?".
"Doubt, for what?"
After a moment of thought, Erich smiled slantedly at the sister. What was the reward karma last night to make Emely not mind at all.
"alright. I'll wait until later in the afternoon, if your sister-in-law looks happy once she receives the flowers from you then your reward money will be raised three times.fold from the amount last night."
Now it's Emely's turn to go.
"I mean..?"
"Fight on." Erich looked at the sister before coming out of the room.
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Here comes Emely. It was a flower shop that she went to one day ago. The weather is quite supportive. The sun seemed to be smiling shyly behind the grayish fat clouds.
"Huh, I have to find Aunt Anastasya. Asking him for help to get my impact tripled." Emely stepped lightly then smiled kindly at the one employee who greeted her at the entrance.
"Good day, miss. Can we help you?".
Emely only smiled when an employee came back to say hello, but the girl's gaze was instead wandering around looking for a female figure, the owner of this flower shop.
"I want to buy Lily flowers." Speak so but with a view that is still around.
The employee guided Emely's steps on the Lily flower lineup with different types and colors. As long as the woman explained the type of Lily, Emely seemed unfocused. So even when the woman allows her buyer to choose. Emely stays unmoved.
"I'm sorry, did I get to meet with Aunt Anastasya for a minute, the owner of this flower shop?". Although timid but the sentence can actually be thrown from the lips Emely.
The woman looked in wonder at Emely. This girl is a stranger but why suddenly ask to meet with her boss.
"Sorry, Miss. It seems that for today the Madam cannot visit the store, so instead it is the young daughter who will replace it as usual." The worker's hand was pointed at a corner. Emely also followed the movement of the worker, to find a beautiful girl sitting in the middle of the flower bed immediately with both hands so deftly was arranging flowers.
"She's Miss Natasya, we used to call her Miss Tasya, the daughter of the store owner, Mrs Anastasya."
Emely's body looks like it's sculpting. Likewise with his view that is not able to be distracted from the figure of a beautiful girl like an angel who sits on the floor, mingling with other workers without giving distance between himself as a superior and his subordinates.
Emely was hypnotized. Although she is a real woman, but apparently the figure of the girl who became the daughter of Anastasya actually has a beauty of several levels above it.
Emely felt inferior. He went back and forth between wanting to get closer to Tasya or just stay away from her.
Oh my god, how is this? Want to say hello but I'm less, want to turn around but what about my triple reward.
Come Emely, want to go forward or even retreatπ
Tbc.