Chef's Lovely Wife Handsome

Chef's Lovely Wife Handsome
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let's mama spend your favorite child's money.batin dira when choosing some branded clothes and branded bags that cost exorbitant.


dira was busy choosing a bag, it looks like it is expensive.okay I take this one only.dira took a brown leather bag, brown,which when he saw the price on his bandrol of thirty-three million rupiah


"hmm.seems like your taste is pretty good too dear" said mother Mary surprised me


dira only chuckled in response to her mother-in-law's words


come mama..marry me.marry your daughter-in-law who likes to spend this money.batin dira.


mama Mary put back the bag chosen by dira and dragged it to the place where mama mary chose the item earlier.


"it's more suitable for you" mother Mary gave a black backpack.


and when you see the price,


he almost fainted when he opened the bandrol there.


one hundred and forty million??? gillaaaa.. mamer me.jerit heart dira.


and in the end...


dira also lost to his mother-in-law, because he only realized if his mother-in-law crazy shopping, shopping,


her mother-in-law sampe made dira as a guinea pig to try various kinds of clothes,


from the feminine style, elegant, glamour and of course the style of dira is tomboy.


it feels like coming home immediately soaking in warm water.mama...!!!I'm really tired...!!!


dira saw a shoe that caught his attention, black and white paint shoes that he really wanted.his eyes were endlessly looking at the direction of the shoe.


buy it later if it has been payday.inner self, yes even though now she holds money that is very enough if only to buy the shoes, but it is her husband's money...


mama Mary noticed her unblinking behavior when she saw a pair of nike shoes perched sweetly in her place.


though I have chosen a lot of louboutin shoes for him, but I noticed from that was not at all interested, this is just shoes cats even seen without blinking.mama mary shook her head was pretentious to spend the money husband... you bad boy


mary's mother then walked into the shoes she saw,


"give me the number 38 yes" said Mary's mother to a servant


dira was just stunned to see mary's mother who thrust the shoes she wanted


"mama don't need.then you buy yourself if it's payday" decline dira smooth.


"it's a mama who pays, it's considered a gift from mama" said Mary's mother sincerely"but that one pays with a card that your husband gave you"


dira widened his eyes, as many were not surprised, if all the items he had tried would be bought all!


dira just breathed his resignation.


okay.we find another way.


tring.a light on his head, I heard that the man who doesn't talk much hates the same woman who is chatty and clinging, oke we try that way


that afternoon, when she returned from her study, she sat on the bed leaning her back on the headboard while reading her work report on the tablet.


how to start?.dira just came out of the bathroom with a towel that still covers wet hair.


"is it still busy, sir?" ask for pleasantries.


the eagle only glimpsed at a glance, then returned to his tablet regardless of dira.


"the price of expensive beans woeee...." he murmured because the eagle ignored, then approached and saw the tablet on the lap of her husband, husband?.


"not what else?" said the eagle casually without seeing his interlocutor.


"cih..he does not like to bring work at home, nor does he like to bring home business at work"


indeed, the principle of the eagle was like that, it would not mix home and office affairs, but since he was married, Mary told him to stay home longer, and he was not,


want to immediately have a grandchild he said, but did not know his mother if it had been almost two weeks he was married but had not touched his wife.


"who do you think made me like this?" the eagle is still focused on the tablet.


"yes, young master" said Dira then out of the room to the kitchen to look for food.


arriving in the kitchen,


the servants were busy preparing dinner for their master.


I don't know what food they're going to make, but watching them seems like it's going to take a long time for him to fill his stomach, and he's really very hungry.


"afternoon miss..is there anything that the lady needs?" ask a waiter.


"afternoon mbak...emmm...still a long time?" ask dira


"eh.nona take it easy, it will be finished at dinner time" explained the waiter


any dinner?it's still a long time, my stomach has started to protest


dira walks towards the pantry then picks up the chili, the red pepper, the white pot


"non dira what don't do?" ask the waiter back


"eh, Dira is hungry already, so he wants to make fried rice that is flat"


"but non-"


"already.mbak work mbak aja work, do not mind dira..apa aja dira not here" dira smile then continue his activities to make fried rice.


after the fried rice was finished, instead of a dinner shirt, Dira brought a plate of fried rice in front of the tv in the family room.


and the helpers were just shaking their heads at the young lady's behavior.


dira turned on a big tv attached to the wall, looking for a channel featuring football matches between Indonesia and Malaysia.


"yeah I forgot to bring water" he stepped out of a plate of fried rice on the table, toward the kitchen to get water.


before long, when he returned he was surprised to see someone sitting on the sofa in front of the tv that he turned on.


dira approached, and it turned out that the eagle sitting there, was busy watching football while eating fried rice owned by him.


"fried rice!" he said he said the plate the eagle brought, and how disappointed he was when he saw the fried rice was half.


dira saw the plate


"stay tell the aunt to make again, do not need to chat" said the eagle relaxed then take back the platter that was seized earlier.


dira stared at the eagle with a piercing gaze, the eagle color did not respond then he turned around and returned to the kitchen to take his food again


luckily it was for him more, so there was still something I could eat, you mugger!!!.dira grumbled in my heart


dira came back with a plate of fried rice.


then sit on the front floor of the table, the auctioneers who were sitting in the back of the sofa were just silent and saw the football match with occasional attention to their movements.


"bibik tumben make fried rice cepet" said eagle


"not your aunt, but I" answered the circus, still angry because the eagle without permission to take his food


also delicious cuisine, fit with my taste.the inner eagle



visual sandira wulandari....



this is mr. erlangga pradygta


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