GET ME, BOS
GOUT THE STUBBORN
Srakk... Srakk... Srengs... Srengggs... Swoosha... The sound of cooking creates morning harmony. The atmosphere in the kitchen was so tense when Hikashi intervened. How many plates and bowls have broken.
“Let me alone Mr.”
“If this is just a glass, let me put it.”
Sluttt tiaaarrrr. The waiters and the chefs were already overwhelmed to clear up this mess.
“What you guys are doing is quickly clear this shard of shard!”
“Good Manager Patrick.”
Nyuuut... His finger was pierced by a sharp shard, his finger was bleeding.
“Means if you work with gloves, quickly treat your wounds and wrap with plaster!”
“Good Manager Patrick.” The girl left by pressing her fingers so that the blood would not flow profusely.
Hikashi who was curious about the girl followed quietly. His eyes watched carefully the girl opened the P3K box. He also remembers what steps to take. Lastly he wrapped the former skin tear with plaster.
After the servant girl left, Hikashi stood up straight at ease. So that the waiter is not suspicious of Hikashi's whereabouts. Who had peeked at him earlier. The girl bowed and passed by, not daring to look at the face of this Great Lord of the house. Only Patrick could raise his face straight. Hikashi doesn't want the maid in this house to make his wife jealous.
“Because I am so handsome and second to none in this house. So do not let you hire a woman who likes to admire my good looks! “ that's the phrase Hikashi once said to Patrick.
From then on, the entire female servant would definitely keep her eyes on the arrogant master Hikashi.
Busy struggling with accident assistance equipment. His whole finger he was sticking a wound plaster. Indeed, the fathers of this one will not stagnate his idea. I don't know what else he's planning. But apparently, he had a covert mission by wrapping his whole finger in plaster.
He brought his breakfast into the room. Carefully he placed it on the table. After that, he saw his wife wearing a suit with a wide fungal subordinate. Does not form a body and is open. This is Hikashi's absolute rule when Frayza leaves for work.
“You are who?”
“Yes, today I have to go to the store. Because Helena has arrived in Japan for her business trip.”
“Breakfast first, this is all my hand.”
“But why are you cooking for our breakfast?”
“Sit down and enjoy it, My wife. I'm a wife-mongering husband, and let me feed you.”
Hikashi was a bit annoyed already a few mouthfuls and sips of water. Frayza did not respond to his concerns. He deliberately pioneered a little and danced fingers.
“Isshh fuuuhhh.” Blow the fingers to let Frayza see the wound.
“What is this?” Finally, Hikashi's hand was taken. Not playing pleased he in his heart, after his wife realized if his finger twisted plaster
“I was injured while cooking, this was hit by a knife, teflon, scissors, shard, glass, hot water and fish spines Issshh linu once. somehow I will be able to take a bath and breakfast myself, huffttt.” Pouty.
“Darling, we have a chef. Are they today on mass leave?”
“No, I just want to spoil you. When I wake up it feels so happy. We have already had such a joyous night. You know last night I really enjoyed our game. So this is as an expression of my happiness, for last night.”
“Ahhh you this.” Banging chest field Hikashi.
“Bow me!” his voice sounded firm.
“Hu’um.” To fulfill her husband's wish.
And this morning Hikashi got a re-bonus, he took a shower but still got a little warm-up. Frayza, who was ready to work, finally took another shower. Both of them were late for the office.
“Later noon I picked up.”
“Hhheee?” amazed by her husband's words.
“I can't eat with injured finger Dear.” Watching his ten plastered fingers.
“Muuaaaaaaccchhh.” Frayza kissed the ten fingers before getting out of the car.
“Is it because of my injured fingers that you forgot the kiss safe working for your husband?”
“Muach for left-right cheek.”
Hikashi did not want a kiss on the cheek, he pressed the nape of Frayza's neck. And do a hot French kiss. He plays his tongue into the mouth brushing the cavity. Until their roaring breath raced in passion.
“I want one more time in the car.” Her request.
“But we'll be late Darling.”
“Ya already, after lunch then.”
“I can't turn it down hufrt.” Turned his eyeballs. Then get off the car into the boutique.
Hikashi smiled grinningly, watching his wife's body from behind. He fantasizes if his wife wears super sexy nightgowns. Especially when walking his body is so beautiful. He bit his finger like a drooler.
“Fray, why are you late. Helena's been waiting for you for a long time, and if it's not wrong you get off that luxury sedan car huh?”
“That's my husband's car Yuki.”
“Hah your husband?”
“Iya.” Usually Frayza asked to be dropped off near the bus stop by his personal driver. She does not want her status as Hikashi's wife to be revealed. Including Yuki his co-worker inu.
“Your husband is not scolded by his boss at this time just leaving for work?”
“Hehehe he's fiercer than his Boss at work.”
“Owh is worth it, no wonder then. When Princess Aiko came here she was not afraid at all. Your husband is really talented once.”
“My husband does have his own rules in his life hehehe.”
“I admit, his good looks forgive all his uniqueness hahaha.”
“That's my husband, a person who doesn't care about the worldview towards him.”
“Your husband if at home what would you like to mop the floor?”
“Hah?” glared wonder.
“Typically a fierce man outside, more timid at home.”
“My husband mopping? Hahaha this morning he had already injured ten of his fingers. Because I want to prepare breakfast for me.”
“Hah!” astounded.
“I waited for you already 2 hours, did it take me longer to wait for you?” Helena appeared.
“For Helena, sorry this morning I came late.”
“Good Fray, this is the last time. I want to discuss the concept of Prince Hiroshi's clothes that have entered the final stage. Why don't you make a dress for Princess Aiko?”
“I think it's obviously turned it down.”
“The Palace has prepared its fashion designer. So I don't want to waste my time and energy. If in the end, the palace decides on the clothes he wants to wear.”
“Then why did you make Prince Hiroshi's shirt?”
“Because Prince Hiroshi made a dress for the dance party after the official ceremony. So, the rumor that says if I made the engagement dress was wrong big.”
“Yuki, you continue your work. I want to have a one-on-one talk with Frayza!”
“Good Helena.” Door closing.
This situation has been leaked to the gossip news. If Hiroshi makes clothes outside the palace concept because it has a special relationship with fashion designers. Helena was furious, because her trademark reputation also became ugly. He had to shut down the spread of this bad news. Because his good image is being built on the tight business competition in Japan.
“I and Hiroshi are cousin-in-law, my husband is still a brother with him.”
“But this news is so fast spreading, I cannot imagine if the sentiment of competitors will subvert the winter collection.”
“Helena, you can ask directly to the reporter who made this news. I'm sorry I don't want to argue with this cheap junk news! “
Brakk! Frayza slammed the leader's door hard, everyone saw Frayza come out. He brought a famous gossip magazine to cover his face. They looked at the eyes talking through telepathy.
He was really fed up with the writing of journalists who declared himself a seductress to the heir to the throne. He wanted to tear this magazine apart.
“Sayang... Sweetheart! What's up, hi why are you walking in such a hurry?”
It's lunchtime, Hikashi deliberately came early to pick up his wife. Unexpectedly he saw Frayza out of the boutique with a small sob.
“Hikashi hiks hiks.” Holding her husband's neck tightly.
“Cup cup Dear, cry first. It's okay, honey, I'm here. Here we go in the car.” The driver opened the car door.
The boutique workers saw that Frayza's husband was not a luxury car driver. Who works as a driver, but is the real employer. A driver opened the door for him to enter.
“Crazy! He deserves to be arrogant. The car is a luxury class limited output.”
“I think the driver with the look of a celebrity is paid on par with athletes.”
“I don't think Frayza's husband is a random person. Is it really just a mistress who ngaku-ngaku as a wife?”
“Eh could be the age again, beautiful woman ngaku-ngaku so wife to cover her disgrace as Pelakor.”
“What is Pelakor?”
“Ya women who work specifically hook the rich men to be made into a gold patch.”
“Ah cook Frayza like that? I think she's a woman who plates only.”
“Hai the name needs Shay, pious can be wild hahahaa.”
“Wah we can ask for the same lesson Frayzalah tutorial so Pelakor.”
“Ahahah Good idea, later we just pepet Si Fray.”
“Ckckckc rat-stealing hour thieves are gossiping. Disperse all of you!!!” Helena rampaging.
They returned to work in the original place, Helena out Boutique to a restaurant that was not far from where she was. It turned out that the one he was meeting with right now was Matsumoto.
Plaques.. Putting his coffee cup down, he sat cross-legged under the table. The plontos man already had the progress of mustache and cross section. A little macho but a bald darling.
“Why did you come, where is Mr William?”
“Being bobo’in Our mistress at home.”
“Haih,” grunts annoyed.
“Why? Yes if you sleep there pok-pok?”
“Najis!”
“Sok beauty ah kayak there is still a doyan course.”
“What did you say?” don't take Matsumoto's word.
“Starting this month, Mr. William stops investing in your business. He pulled out his entire stake.”
“What!” his body turned cold instantly.
“Follow your debt will be billed this month as repayment due.”
“Wait why did I get affected?”
“You know who I am? If anything offends my boss and gets angry, it means dealing with me too. Moreover, you have hurt his favorite wife. The woman who became the good-worst of our boss's arrogant attitude.”
“OK... Okay, well I get it. It's my fault I spoke to Frayza wrongly. I admit to bringing personal emotions when reprimanding him.”
“And you made her cry sad. Her husband did not accept, so I made a calculation representing my Boss.”
“Ta-but why did Mr William immediately break his cooperation with me? I beg you, a career could be ruined if he releases this investment.” Kneeled on floor.
“Hemmmbb how yes, I think Mr. Hikashi is most offended if his wife has problems.”
“I admit wrong, I'm stupid, I'm useless.” He crossed his face repeatedly.
“Heleh Helena oh Helena, now new money. Where the hell was that? Hence so the person should not be pretentious high and most correct.”
“I know I was wrong, I'm really sorry.”
“Quickly accompany me to meet a journalist who has broadcast this fake news.”
“Good, I'm ready.”
“What is this?” helena's hand pulls Matsumoto's wrist.
“Ups kebiasan, out of the heck you are bald like an old man hihihi.”
“Garing in shape, snow lady base!” max out Helena's changed hair.
“Hihhhh.” It's really worth clawing at Matsumoto's annoying back.
“Hai come on, don't style much. It's old to read prayers!”
“Hi I'm not old yet, I'm still a tauk girl!”
“Don't ask girls or not for me the same. You are old, no man is interested in a woman like you.”
“Awas you soybean!”
“What snow hair!” their eyes shot out glaring like people were ignited with emotion.
