Chef's Lovely Wife Handsome

extra part 7

"Syang.hiks" Dira cried while calling the Eagle, and it made the Eagle surprised.

"Darling, are you crying?" said the worried Eagle.

"Hiks..your sister really sucks" said Dira.

Eagle's Eyebrow is "You mean?"

"Yes, so I took the machine to the mansion and he scolded me instead.hiks"

"What's? so you're crying just because of that?" The eagle sighed, he thought what was up with Dira.

"What do you mean by the word just because of that!?"

There was noise from across there and it made Dira feel upset.

"To my knowledge, you never cried, anything else just because of a trivial matter like this"

"What?! you said trivial matter?!" Dira was getting upset "See if you don't help me, I guarantee you won't be able to get into the house when you get home".

Clik...

Dira immediately turned off his call.

" Fuck, why is he laughing at me?" grumbled Dira, with the rest of his passion.

Then she wiped off a little of her tears,

He also felt strange, not usually he cried just because of trivial things, what else until complaining to the Eagle about his problems.

Usually he would try his best to solve his own problems, but why would he feel so soft like this? there's a little problem directly complaining to the Eagle.

The hormones of pregnant women really make Dira feel she is not herself anymore.

After an argument with the God of the sewing machine problem that should not be included in the Mansion, Dira then immediately fled to the Eagle room in the mansion and called Eagle.

Hoping for the Eagle to help him, he was laughed at by the Eagle.

Dira's phone rang again and when glimpsed the name of the Eagle listed there.

Dira rolled his eyes panted, did not want to raise the call, but he was also afraid that later the Eagle would be angry.

"Hm" replied Dira when gluing the phone in her ear.

"Why? angry?" ask Eagle.

"Don't answer" replied Dira ketus.

"Yes, then, wouldn't I be the god's phone?".

Dira slightly softened "Yes, telfon gih"

Eagle chuckles "Emang what the matter is, try to explain you again" said Eagle trying to make a sentence so as not to make Dira angry again.

"Yes that..."

"That's what?"

"And I brought a sewing machine to the mansion, but when God came home, he was angry, he thought I wanted to make his mansion into a convection of nyebelin" Dira with his lashing face.

"You brought the machine to the Mansion?"

"Yes"

"Why not rent a shop anyway?" The eagle gave advice.

"It would have been so, but you know for yourself, this is a new business to start. and the plan is I bring the machines here so that they can be used Lyra to make samples of her clothes first, after walking later just find a place" Dira explained.

"OK, now give your phone to God, let me talk" said Eagle.

"Males very.mending you call her just directly"Sewot Dira, very lazy if the God must datengin continue to love his phone, he could be stamped as a wife who likes to complain. On the real thing, too.

Meanwhile, in the room of the Gods.

" You want to do business with Wulan?" ask the gods as soon as they enter the room.

"Yes" replied Lyra who was carrying the suit of God for her to put in the dirty clothes.

"Why not say? I can charge everything".

After putting her dirty clothes, Lyra then turned to the God who was preparing to enter the bathroom.

"OK, it doesn't matter if you want to do business, but why bring the machine here? why not just rent a shop?".

" So he also wanted it, but if you rent a shop, then papa no one wants to stay at home, then he can bring the machine here and for a while we walk here first while walking" Lyra explained.

"Keep, why didn't you tell me before?" the gods asked.

"You'll be busy" Lyra approached and wrapped her arms around the God from behind.

The god sighed, then removed the link of Lyra's hand and pulled it for Lyra to move forward and embrace the woman's body.

Lyra was happy because God returned his embrace, she thought when God released his hand God was rejecting her, turns out God just changed his position so that God can embrace her.

"I'm sorry, I don't have much time for you" said Dewa, then kissed Lyra's head.

Lyra nodded "It's okay, instead I feel more sorry for Dira, Brother Eagle is busier than you, I envy you so much, their domestic life still remains harmonious even though Eagle brother is rarely home" said Lyra.

God's phone suddenly rang, and when he looked at the screen it was written the name of Eagle Brother there.

"This must be willing to discuss the problem earlier" Gerrutu Dewa then shifted the green button and attached the flat object to his ear.

"Yes sister?" dewa.

"Let's just room for the machines that Dira brought"

"Hm" answered the lazy God, it turns out that he was right, his brother called to discuss the problem earlier.

"I didn't ask you to apologize to your sister-in-law, why did you feel lazy?"

"Yes, brother, here I have spoken to Lyra, and she has explained it to me" God said.

"Well then" said the Eagle, then the call was interrupted.

"See.now Wulan even became a complainant" he sneered.

But it was laughed at by Lyra "It doesn't matter if you complain to your own husband?".

Lyra again gave a hug before the Gods entered the bathroom to cleanse her body.

Dira looked at the reflection of his body through the large mirror in front of him.

Now he wears the old Juventus jerseys belonging to the Eagle whose size is certainly bigger for him, but because of the belly of Dira who squeaks, making the shirt look fit on his body.

Ccr...

He photographed himself in front of the mirror, then sent him to the Eagle with the tag [Fix.This jersey is mine].

[All for you dear.My heart is also for you] Reply Eagle.

[What is my husband on someone else's plow? very sweet words].

The eagle laughed as he read the reply from Dira. [God has called]

[Then?]

[You can check it yourself at the mansion]

[Then?]

The eagle knew that Dira was teasing him.

[I miss you]

Dira laughed as he saw the reply from the Eagle then typed the reply back.

[Then?] Dira

[I miss you] back the Eagle replied

[Then?]

[I miss you] again the same reply.

[Is there no other word?]

[No. Color in my brain just misses you]

[Sweetly] Dira replied, but there was no reply back from the Eagle, and Dira understood that her husband must be very busy.