HUSBAND PROBLEM

Flying Monster Pt.2

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Jean rushes to open the door, opening the door a little wide telling Shaka to come in.

In the man's hand was a glass cup, a broom, and a can of pest-fighting spray.

"What did you bring?" Jean points to Shaka's two full hands.

Shaka showed me the insides, "Cup, broom, and pest-fighting spray like you said."

"Where did you find that cup?"

"Front buffet drawer."

Jean massaged his forehead, suddenly dizzy at the taste of his head. Is Shaka really this ridiculous? Jesus, Jean's dizzy yet.

"I'm asking you to bring a cup to trap the cockroach. If I wear a glass cup, it breaks, Arshaka." Jean replied in a friendly tone, trying to neutralize his emotions that suddenly wanted to rise.

Shaka scratched the back of his head, "You didn't say, anyway."

Jean smiled sweetly, still trying to be patient.

"Put the cup back into place. Give me the broom."

Shaka handed over the item Jean asked for. Then Jean moved slowly, twitching if the cockroach flew.

Shaka tailed behind while looking around if there were any cockroaches nearby.

"WOOA!"

Suddenly the cockroaches they were looking for flew over Shaka's head making the man shudder.

Jean was busy with her broom. Lay it here and there so that the cockroaches go.

Sir!

The cockroach landed on the wall, and Jean quickly floated up her broom, beating the cockroach so it wouldn't fly back anywhere.

"Where's the cup?" jean shouted at Shaka.

The man immediately handed the cup he had not been able to return to Jean.

Jean snorts at her, she thinks Shaka has replaced his glass cup with a plastic cup, apparently not yet.

Taking the cup that Shaka gave her, Jean carefully put away the broomstick, then caught the cockroach using the cup she was holding.

"Swirt." Jean asks Shaka to spray the cockroaches that are already inside the cup.

Shaka approached, tucked the straw pipe into the sidelines of the cup that Jean loosened slightly, then sprayed it.

"That's it, enough." Jean asks Shaka to stop spraying because Shaka sprayed it so much that the water ran down the wall.

The glass cup was left for a while until the cockroach taste had fainted or died.

Shaka waited patiently in silence.

"How can you be afraid of a little creature like this?" Jean asked Shaka who still felt inexhaustible to the man. Just a big body, on a cockroach he screamed. Are really.

"He's like a flying monster, Jean. You see that." Shaka pointed at the insect inside the glass cup. "The shape is weird and disgusting, it can fly anyway."

Whahuh? Flying monsters? Can Jean laugh now?

"Your body is even bigger than a cockroach, Shaka."

"But I don't fly."

Jean snorted at Shaka's words. "May I hit you?" tanyanya kepalang.

Shaka shook his head, "No. You can just hug me. You've been working hard. Here, I hug."

Shaka stretched out his two hands, but not the hug he got, but the pinch on his waist.

Jean pinched Shaka's waist with a feeling of anxiety as well as irritation.

"Adaw! Pain, Jeannie." Ringis Shaka while rubbing her waist, Jean's former pinch.

"You tired?"

Jean looked at Shaka confusedly. "Tired?"

"You asked for a tissue to wipe your sweat, right?" shaka asked with a plain look.

"The boy's dead, Arshakaaa. I'll throw it away." Jean said with great emphasis. Very anxious with Shaka who he thinks is beyond reason.

How could Shaka be the CEO with this emotion-inviting behavior?

Are all the CEOs out there like this? Though he knows a CEO usually looks very authoritative and brave. Well, that's what he usually reads in his novels, anyway.

But this Arshaka is completely beyond reason. Jean does know Shaka is an easy going type considering the man who from the beginning looks friendly to her. Only she did not expect Shaka to be too relaxed and too expressive. Although he knows sometimes Shaka keeps an attitude to him, but the so-called nature from birth, will certainly be revealed also unconsciously.

Maybe Shaka is like this. In addition to easy going, Shaka is also expressive. I don't know what else Shaka's nature and attitude will surprise him again in the future. Hopefully Jean won't be surprised and hanged when she finds out.

Shaka took a large sheet of tissue and handed it to Jean.

Jean grabbed it and opened the glass cup slowly and took the lifeless body of the cockroach. Then throw it in the nearest trash can.

After removing the cockroach, Jean stepped outside the bathroom into the kitchen. Wanting to drink quenched his thirst, relieve the fatigue he felt a little.

His eyes headed towards the living room. Both of his eyes were bandaged, looking at the clay flakes from the lotus-shaped cup to his incision.

"ARSHAKA!"

Shaka immediately came out of Jean's room to hear the girl's voice shrill for the next time.

"What are you doing with my lotus cup?" asked Jean looking at Shaka sharply.

"I accidentally dropped it when you screamed" Shaka chuckled awkwardly.

Jean massaged his forehead for the most part to see Shaka's endless behavior.

"That's my precious cup."

"I'll change it."

"It can't be replaced with anything Arshaka! The cup was my father's gift." Jean's eyes flushed. Withstanding the tears that suddenly burst out.

Shaka gelagapan's. He hurriedly approached Jean, clasping her hand. "Jeannie, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it."

Jean's defense is broken. She cried. Feel the overwhelming sadness to see her beloved lotus cup just broke due to the accident of her future husband.

Shaka clutched Jean's body tightly. Regretting terribly has made her girl cry. "sorry. I'm sorry."

Jean quiet. Unable to say anything, just the crying that he is now doing. However, the broken items will not be allowed as before. Even if it is allowed back, it will not be whole and good as before.

Hearing Jean a hiccup, Shaka stroked Jean's back with still a deep feeling of regret while continuing to mutter an apology.

A little while later, Jean distanced her body. "It's okay, the cup has two. I still have one."

"I'm sorry."

Shaka's apology made her cry again. Although the lotus cup is still one, but both are the most important items of Jean of Zian.

Shaka again grabbed Jean, calming the girl who was crying again with a hiccup by continuing to say sorry. Up to half an hour later, Jean fell asleep in her arms with her face down.

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Shaka cleaned the broken cup after lifting Jean's body into the girl's room. Collect it and put it on a tissue and throw it in the trash in the corner.

Shaka sat on the sofa. Take his phone in his pocket. Type a message to someone.

You find me a cup like the one I just sent you. And please investigate Ola, the woman knows about Aidan. Investigate him, and don't let you miss anything.

Message is immediately answered.

Okay, Boss.

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