Introduction to Box Millionaire

ARRIVE TO LEAVE

Micah in a happy dress, he stared at the action of a villa. Which is quite crowded and clustered, like elite housing that is abroad.

It was just at the limit, with a small banyan tree and bead lights near the gate.

Micah's eyes were currently fixed at number seventeen, so inquiring. Why is it always number nineteen? But Hari's answer was just a smile, and an alibi with full secrets full of lucky numbers at number nine, and one was their popular family.

"Mas can only be the remaining number. Now let's rest, baby. Here near the mas!"

Day patting the big sofa. Micah was ashamed, when she was confused by her husband's blatant attitude.

Though clearly they had just arrived, to where Micah was tailing in staring at the whole room.

"Mas, it's still noon. Are you hungry?" mikha asked a little nervously.

"Yes. I'm hungry, I want to eat you." whispered Hari, as she pulled Micah's arm.

"Mas, you're naughty. The door's still open, can't you see anyone outside?"

"It's a neighbor's land, baby, they're no stranger."

"But we're not a part of it." stared exclaimed.

Day hugged and twisted Micah's little body like a child. Because he was so angry with his wife. Seemed bead of love returned from her beautiful eyes.

To where they hold each other. And Hari's hand-shuffling action. Has been holding the remote to turn on the television.

"Mas ordered a meal. We relax first, because it will be late afternoon and tomorrow. We take the holidays as best we can. If we need to get around this town!" decree Day.

"Mas. You are, strange. Neighboring country, where can you make it like that. Isn't it going to be winter?"

"Not necessarily, but if yes. We can do some wonderful activities in this room. One full day. Hows it? do I want our miniature too soon."

"Mas, you can - usually." embarrassed blushing.

Micah looked at Hari. Hari also felt obsessed and opium about Micah's ranum as sweet as guava.

Until their views again clashed with each other, Micah was confused. When Hari tilted her head and wanted to touch her, there came a knock bell at the door.

Kriei!!

"Hello, the order came!" Hey order order coming. More or less that's what it means probably.

"Hello. Excuse me the order!!!" shouted the foreign man food delivery.

"okay .. Hush!" reply Day, with a little annoyance.

Day patted Micah's cheek gently, asking him to wait. Micah's face was really embarrassed, when the husband was already bright - the light made him feel the love that was reciprocated.

Day opened the door, up to where he gave some foreign banknotes. Closing the door, we saw a meal and a dessert. He did not want Micah to be tired, arranging and cooking for him at this time.

"Have come, my. What are you interested in?" asked Micah curiously.

"Just a little. Enough for the night, and breakfast tomorrow maybe. If it is less, you say. I'll ask for it and order it!"

Alright Micah as he nodded, he stared at the three large and small paperbags. Smiling unexpectedly, when everything is ready food.

From the start, canned food, fruit deserts from cans. And the fruit he might like. Watermelon and sweet orange, do not forget the tart cake that always accompanies him every day.

"Yes. But small, mas is not having a taste for sweet food. It's just that my wife has to gain weight, so that I like it if you're happy with me." smile Hari.

"Mas Hari, what the hell. You really are - really. You want me to be fat, and if I'm not pretty anymore?"

"Sobvy or not. I will still love you, dear Micah. Suer really is. Believe the same!" when Micah patted Hari's face, swiping at her was considered a lie, they were like children joking around.

"Heuumh. It's a hell of a bitch." Micah patted again, but deftly Hari's hand. He pulled his wife's body.

Micah was silent as her body turned, her husband was already on top of her. Their actions began to softly, Micah just closed his face, opened his lips and everything had entered into a mutual relationship.

Like dancing nari, warm. Their actions at this time.

Micah tried to calm down, not wanting to spoil the mood when her husband was asking for her rights. Although he closed his eyes, at that time he was quite open his eyes, trying to look at the face and eyes of the mounting Day.

Now they are in the paradise of love. Uniting beauty and everything that should be done by a legal partner in the eyes of religion and law. A happy husband and wife who love each other.

"Mas thanks you. Micah Alora." whispered.

"Mas, this has become my duty as a wife. Whenever you want, I'll be sincere and ridho."

"May you till the end of old. You're sweet not to turn out like this, Mum!" whispered Micah looked at her husband turned around, where her husband a lot of money, even she could have another wife silent in the country, especially in the news, her husband became news of the old man is no longer young, no longer young, she is getting younger and looking baby.

"Yes. Never leave a car or lie to someone. If something happens say the same yes. You have the right to protect you!"

Micah is still in fashion in an embrace not wearing a thread on his body.

So did Hari, only in a blanket to cover under her body. The day that rests in the bedroom mattress. Micah tried to lean on Hari's body and tickled her husband's torn bread.

"Honey. Don't fish, I'm afraid you're tired!"

"Heuumph. Me or mas?" goda Micah.

"You dare to be the same. You want to do it until morning. Without food and anything?"

The day they turned Micah's body around, they jokingly refused again as if by a very rare joke, the legal couple started in the activity before the ritual. Until some time their action took the remote occurred.

Tlith!! Message tones.

"Well, there's something, who's that calling you?"

The day he grabbed his phone, his face arrived serious when reading the message. Micah was a little scared, her husband's happy face turned scary.

The day arrived wearing full clothes, with plain black t-shirts, he turned to his wife. "Mas stay a while! stay here dear Micah." kiss his forehead, and leave his wife alone.

"Mas, what's up. Don't make me panic."

"Be quiet here, do not open the door other than the mas, the door there is a hole, before you open, look first baby! remember only mas, which you have to open and without a reply sound if it's not mas."

"Good on."

Micah looked at her husband leaving, where he was still wrapped around the white sheet, then locked it making him uneasy.

'What day would it be, don't tell me about the system company's battle in this country, an impromptu important meeting that made him just walk away.' Micah's mind, where immediately Micah reached for his phone to contact someone, because she was worried about her husband.

Tbc.