Dear Wife Millionaire Handsome

• 26 26 AMM 'BAT •

“Do I have to try to open my heart for her?”

“Hah. Just leave it like this,” said Bianca with a long sigh.

Bianca continues her work until she forgets time. The day was getting darker, his shop was closed. The woman finally decided to go home because she felt a little tired.

“If I die and am reborn, I wish to be the daughter of a conglomerate. Let me live comfortably without working,” said Bianca while stretching her body.

“Bianca?” said Raka while patting Bianca's shoulder.

“Gosh! You surprise me!” racau Bianca turned her body.

“Hahaha. Who are you talking to?” ask Raka.

“Speaking to yourself. You just got home?” bianca asked then glanced at Raka's briefcase.

“Iya,” says Raka.

“Are you really a CEO?” bianca Ejek.

“Hey, what do you mean?” pissed Raka.

“No. You look like an officer. For example, Office Boy,” taunted Bianca.

“You're a bitch too huh?” Raka said.

“Not really,” says Bianca evasive.

“You've eaten?” ask Raka suddenly.

“Already. Last afternoon,” said Bianca.

“Are you on a diet? Why not have dinner?” ask Raka.

“I forgot. Maybe later I will buy it in the supermarket,” said Bianca.

“You're a woman but don't know how to take care of yourself. It is not healthy for you to eat Instant food every day,” said Raka.

“Then I have to how? I was very busy and had no time to cook,” annoyed Bianca then crouched down on the side of the road.

“Already. Come to my apartment. I will cook for you,” said Raka.

“No need. I don't want to trouble you. You must be tired after working all day,” said Bianca while shaking her head.

Raka then crouched down in front of Bianca. “No need to hesitate. I will take you,” said Raka.

“Not necessary. You must be tired!” reject Bianca.

Raka then stood up and immediately clasped Bianca's hand and then pulled her towards her apartment. After arriving, Raka went straight to the kitchen and started cooking.

“What is no hassle?”

“No.”

“Are you not tired?”

“No.”

“Good. Can I help you?”

“Nothing. Sit.”

“Is your Girlfriend not mad you brought another Woman?”

Suddenly Raka turned around and approached Bianca. The man then squeezed Bianca's body into the kitchen wall.

“You're so chatty huh?”

“Not really,” said Bianca while turning her face away.

“Keep away, Bianca's inner” trying to stabilize her heartbeat. Their body positions are very close together. Even the roar of Raka's breath could be felt.

“You're not cooking?” ask Bianca nervously.

“Ah, I almost forgot,” said Raka then resumed the cooking show.

“Can you really cook?” bianca asked as she approached Raka who was focusing in front of the stove.

“You will know later,” said Raka.

“Your wife will definitely be very happy to get a husband who is good at cooking,” said Bianca then pat her hand.

“Really?”

“Of course!”

“It looks like not all Women are like that,” Raka said with a slick smile.

“Why? Have you ever married someone who doesn't like your cooking?” bianca asked with her face.

“No. My ex-lover said I was better suited to be a Housewife,” Raka said.

“Hey, he is praising you,” Bianca said.

“You must have had an unpleasant experience with your Ex-Love huh?” Bianca.

“Yes that. We broke up on the eve of the wedding,” said Raka.

“Miris once. Who is patient yes,” said Bianca while patting Raka on the back.

They talked about their lives until the food was ready.

“Please try,” said Raka while sitting in front of Bianca.

“Hm. Very tasty!” bianca said as she continued to bribe food into her mouth.

“Pelan-pelan. You can choke later,” said Raka then poured a glass of water for Bianca.

“You are very talented. I can't even cook like this,” Bianca said.

“It can be as long as you want to learn,” said Raka.

“You didn't eat?” bianca asked as she glanced at Raka who kept paying attention to her.

“I have no interest in eating my own cooking,” said Raka.

“You are very strange. Why do you cook if you don't want to eat it?”

“To give to you,” said Raka with her sweet smile.

“Hey this you!” grunts Bianca.

“Oh yes, have you considered my offer?” ask Raka.

“Hm actually like this, Last morning suddenly the Gilen Company also offered to cooperate with me. And it turns out that the offer you gave me was an offer with the same event. I became a little worried,” said Bianca.

“Really? I had no idea that Gilen Company was following this Event,” Raka said.

“Then, can you consider as soon as possible? Because our time has been very mepet,” said Raka.

“You forced me huh?” bianca said as she narrowed her eyes.

“Hey where might I force you,” elak Raka.

“Alright. By the way why are you living alone here?” ask Bianca.

“I'm more comfortable living alone like this,” said Raka.

“Hah, you are indeed a cold-blooded man yes,” Bianca said.

Raka also did not understand the words of the woman and chose to smile. A few moments later, they were chatting in the living room of Raka Apartment.

“What do you want to drink beer?” ask Raka.

“No. I have to overtime tonight,” reject Bianca while glancing at the wall clock.

“Isn't overtime accompanied by beer more fun? You can also work here,” said Raka.

Bianca was silent for a moment while looking at Raka's face. “Hm, does it not disturb your rest?” bianca asked then scratched her non-itchy nape.

“No. Then I'll go buy a beer first huh?”

“A-ah okay. Oh yeah, I want to go to the toilet. Where ya?”

“There,” said Raka then pointed to the toilet located not far from the living room.

Bianca then went to the toilet to wash her face to make it look fresher. But when he was in the toilet, Raka suddenly knocked on the door.

“I brought you a change of clothes and a towel. Who knows you want to take a shower,” said Raka from outside.

Bianca then opened the door. “Thanks,” says Bianca.

Bianca decided to clean up and wear a hoodie and trousers given by Raka to be more comfortable during overtime. After it was done, Bianca came out and waited for Raka on the sofa. The woman lay down while playing her cell phone.

“Halo?” bianca said as she picked up the phone.

“You where?” ask Mike who contacted Bianca.

“A-ah I'm on business. Why?”

“I'm in front of your room. I thought you were inside,” Mike said.

“It looks like I didn't come home. We'll meet tomorrow, okay?”

“Where are you staying?”

“Di, um at home Mauren!”

“Oh so. Yashudah, see you tomorrow!”

Bianca shut her phone. And coincidentally, the door opened indicating that Raka had returned. Bianca got up and sat down while tidying her hair.

“You look beautiful when wearing that.”