Heartbreak Hotels

Episode 69

Arekk!!!

The sound of the curtains of the window coverings that opened violently made Isa disturbed from his beautiful dreams.

“Isa, wake...”

Luke knew that when he opened the window blinds with his eyes, Isa had woken up from his dream, but his wife still kept her eyes closed

“Eung...” Luke's speech was only responded with a lazy sigh by Isa

Instead of opening her eyes and greeting her husband with a sweet good morning, Isa even more pulled the blanket that was in his grip to his head.

Luke shook his head –.

Shouldn't a wife wake up earlier than a husband?

Ah, but Luke doesn't really care about that. Especially when remembering that his wife is in a condition of pregnancy.

“Isa, wake up...” said Luke gently as he rubbed Isa's head slowly which was now hiding behind the blanket he was wearing

Instead of having the intention to wake up, Luke's gesture actually makes Isa increasingly have the intention to return to the world of his very beautiful dreams

Luke breathed out violently. He knew very well when he rubbed Isa's head slowly, surely the woman was increasingly intending to continue his sleep. But Luke can what? There's no way he's pulling the woman's blanket and yelling at her to get up, right?

“15 minutes left, I'm waiting for you downstairs. We'll have breakfast together. Don't be late, don't let our baby cry from hunger” said Luke gently

Cup

Luke kissed the old top of Isa's head which was still covered with a blanket

“I'm waiting for you” said Luke before he was right – left Isa who was still busy coiled with his blanket

After making sure Luke was – right away from their room, Isa immediately pulled the blanket that covered his entire body.

“Hah!”

Isa sighed violently while holding his chest that was pounding. Ah, why did she feel melting when she received Luke's – gentle treatment earlier?

“God... Why am I like this?” mumbling Isa while patting his cheek softly that feels hot

If remembered – remember, Isa's reddened face and irregular heartbeat are very similar to a teenage boy who is in love. Perhaps, this was all due to her pregnant effect. Hormones of pregnant women.

“Do you like your daddy touch, eumh?” asked Isa with a small smile

Isa's hand outstretched to wipe – gently swipe his stomach. For some reason, it became an activity that is often done by Isa in recent days. Isa always felt comfortable and calm as he stroked his still flat stomach.

Ah, thinking about it made Isa think, would he still feel comfortable when Luke stroked his stomach? Will he feel uncomfortable? But, there was no way he would not feel comfortable.

“Yosh.. Now we have to get up and down for breakfast with daddy. What baby want breakfast with daddy, eumh?” said Isa which ended with a crisp laugh

After successfully gathering his intention, Isa got up from his bed and stepped his feet out of the room.

For some reason, Isa felt himself too lazy to just wash his face or brush his teeth. He does not care about his face that currently looks greasy or his hair that looks random – scramble. Isn't she still pretty? At least that's what Luke tells him all the time.

Isa lightly stepped onto the dining table in Luke's penthouse. Both of Isa's eyebrows were raised when he saw some of the food offerings seen..errr.

Not wanting to take a headache, Isa still set his foot toward the wooden table that looks shiny.

The srek!

Isa pulled one of the chairs on the dining table. His eyes were as if – refused to believe what he saw in front of him.

Now, on the luxurious dining table are two dishes of fried rice that look to have begun to rub, two eggs of crushed beef eyes, and some toast that looks hardened.

Isa grimaced slowly. Isa believes that Luke must have fired the chef who prepared the breakfast this time.

Of all the menus presented on the dining table, according to Isa, the menu that can be eaten is only a glass of milk.

“Isa! I didn't expect you to wake up”

Isa immediately turned him to the source of the voice and Jesus immediately refracted his eyes when he saw Luke carrying a tray containing cookies that had been brownish.

But, it was not only that that surprised Isa. Isa's surprise grew when he saw Luke only wearing a pink apron to cover his half-na**d. **t! Isa could not clear his eyes from Luke's two increasingly muscular arms.

“Hei... You daydream? Aish... daydreaming is not good for pregnant women” scolded Luke while putting a tray containing cookies that he had previously held onto the dining table

Isa just smiled clumsyly.

“Eh... did you prepare all this?” asked Isa while trying to focus on keeping staring at Luke's face

“Yes! I purposely comforted some servants because I wanted to spend all my time today with you. Just two, only!” luke said with a smile

Isa again swept his gaze towards the food – food that had been prepared by Luke alone. The feeling of haru immediately ambushed the feeling of Isa, how could on the first day of her marriage, she allowed her husband to serve her, she said,

Tests.

Jesus' tears soon decayed as he remembered that he had failed to be a good wife, even on the first day of their marriage.

If you remember – since this morning, Luke always served him. Luke opens the curtains in their room, Luke wakes him up gently, Luke cooks their breakfast and Luke arranges the dining table in such a way. Luke did it all by himself.

“Eh…? Why are you crying?” luke asked as he opened his eyes several times when he saw Isa crying when he saw the food on the table.

Luke grimaced little.

Ah, surely Isa wept for his fate because he would eat the food that was not worth eating.

“I'll throw this food away and order a new one. You take it easy..” said Luke with a sweet smile and reached for Isa's hand to hold it

Hearing Luke's words, Isa looked up to see Luke's face. The issue grew when he saw Luke's sweet smile

“Eh? Why are you crying?” ask Luke to worry

Because he did not want to see the face of Isa which is currently filled with tears, Luke immediately grabbed Isa's body into his arms and stroked his wife's shoulder gently

“Luke.. forgive me” said Isa in the middle of – stuffing while tightening his embrace on Luke's body

Her two tiny hands tightly hugged Luke's back which was covered in nothing. There was a sense of rattling inside Isa when he touched that back. It felt as if – if stating that this is the first time Isa touched Luke's naked skin, whereas. Isa had touched Luke more than that.

“Why are you apologizing? Shouldn't I be the one apologizing for disturbing your sleep and making you almost eat my poisonous cooking?” luke asked, ending with a small laugh

Hearing that, Isa's cry grew

“Isa…? What's the matter, eumh?” asked Luke gently while stroking the top of his wife's hair with a heart – hearts. Luke did not want Isa's messy hair stuck in his fingers – fingers and cause his wife to cry more

“I'm sorry..” said Isa as he drowned his face in Luke's warm chest.

Luke scrunched his forehead.

“Eumh... I forgive you” Luke said, although he did not know in what order he should forgive Isa. Luke felt Isa had nothing to make a mistake

“Really?” asked Isa as he looked up at Luke's two blue neutrals

Isa's question was answered with a nod by Luke accompanied by a sweet smile on the man's face.

The cup!

Isa immediately kissed Luke's lips briefly. Luke who was unprepared for the attack could only look at Isa with a surprised look. Ah, her little girl is getting braver since she got pregnant. Luke thought, Isa got a supply of courage from junior Serrano who was in the body of his wife

“Thank you so much...” said Isa while tightening his embrace on Luke's body.

Luke nodded small. Whatever he would do so that Isa would not cry in front of him.

“Eumh... Luke..” call Isa slowly.

“Yes?”

“I'm hungry...” murmured Isa with his – fingers lentic fingers playing on Luke's chest to form an abstract pattern – patterns

“Then, I'll order food” Luke said as he let go of Isa's embrace on him

“Why did you order food?” asked Isa while looking at Luke with a look of protest

“For us to eat” replied Luke soberly

“Not it on the table already have food?” tanya Isa while throwing her gaze towards the dining table that has been decorated by – foods that have been made by Luke

“You want to eat that?” ask Luke lamat – lamat

“Ya”

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Advice dong.. how to cook smart how sihh :(author from the first pen batt smart cook, but can not be. where the author of girls, the author, it feels less srek in the family if you can not cook (