Just One Feeling's

Darling

"Running around, like a child!"

Jeje's Grandmother's insinuation successfully stops Andin and Ziban's steps. Ziban looked at Andin with an unhappy look. Like saying, "Your eyes, grandma is sleeping! You're this."

Andin who seemed to understand the unspoken question from Ziban shook his head slowly. Like saying, "I don't know, mas! Grandma was already sleeping. Don't look at me like that!"

The two of them then drew his aunt's line with coercion together. The one for Grandma Jeje. Then they immediately headed to the room with a slow walk. Not running like that.

Andin who opened the door of the room because he was the one who walked ahead. And Ziban shut the door of the room from the inside. Andin and Ziban immediately took their towels. You enter the bathroom first to remove the wet clothes. Followed by Ziban. Which releases its wet boxer anyway.

They have changed their clothes. Ziban began to lay down his body on the bed. Andin was drying his hair with a hairdryer. They did not speak to each other after they entered the room. And Ziban was the one who first raised his voice. He just remembered something. He has a new secretary in the office. Ziban has always made Andin his place.

As a place of confiding, a place of fighting, and a wife. Although Andin did not ask Ziban to always report everything in the office though, but Ziban could not hide even a small thing. With his wife.

Ziban approached his wife. Andin had finished drying his hair. And he started taking his solid powder. Ziban seized the solid powder that Andin had already grasped. Andin looked at him question mark.

"Hais, what are you doing, mas." (said Andin)

Ziban began to stick the solid powder sponge on Andin's face. Although Andin did not rebel at all, but he was certainly very astonished. She just found out that her husband is good at dressing her.

Ah, my husband, this is really cool.

Without realizing it, he smiled. It was Ziban's words that made him realize that he was smiling.

"You must be feeling very lucky, right? Have a husband like me."

Andin punched Ziban in the stomach.

"Eh, don't be nosy! Your face will fall apart." (said Ziban)

The words of Ziban, again made Andin feel unacceptable.

"My face won't look messy, even if you dress me up. And you must know that very well, right."

Ziban stopped the movement of his hand for a moment. He looked at Andin.

"Why indeed?"

Andin looked back at Ziban.

"Because I am beautiful. And it will always look like that. You must be crazy about my charms."

"Yes, that's right. That is my reasonable reason to this day, I still feel at home with my wife. Yeah, you want some more reason. A cook? Ah, my wife, even the cooking is so bad."

Andin punched Ziban in the stomach a second time. Cobalt. Really upset. But what Ziban says is not wrong. Andin also admitted, the cuisine is very bad when clashing on his tongue.

Ziban continued to apply Andin's makeup gradually. This time it was lipstick. She picked and chose her favorite lipstick color.

"This pink color, looks so pretty on your lips."

Ziban had finished in putting lipstick on his wife's lips.

The cup!

Andin rounded his eyes. He immediately pushed Ziban's body away from him.

"Go there!"

Ziban smiled at his wife who was always adorable in his opinion.

"Dear."

Ziban sat on the side of the bed. Andin was still sitting in front of her dresser.

"What?"

"One of my first high school friends, someone applied to be my secretary in the office."

Andin tilted his head slightly.

"Then?"

Hearing Ziban's words, Andin was not too interested in responding. And Ziban who saw Andin who did not respond as he wished, Ziban looked in all directions and bit his own lips. He is thinking.

"Eh baby."

"What?"

"You know what, the secretary and the boss are as close as they are?"

"Know."

"Goodoo. So I hope you're not jealous of me being close to my new secretary."

Ziban was surprised by the expression Andin showed her. Andin smiled very sweetly at him. Then leave her and get out of the room. Andin came out with his cell phone.

Seeing Andin's mediocre expression, Ziban snorted bitterly. He just wanted to make her jealous, but just the opposite.

After Andin closed the door of his room from the outside, he immediately opened his phone while still at the door. He sent a message to someone. Andin moved his legs again. Just two steps ahead of the door, suddenly someone he just sent a message had already replied to him. He read it in his heart.

"That's right, young lady. Young Master Ziban's new secretary was indeed his close friend first. Her name is Selena. And as for your question, about the beauty of Selena, I don't deserve to answer it. Because you must know very well, who is the beautiful woman in my life. To be sure, Selena is a good and talented woman."

"There's another question, young lady?"

Andin turned her body to look at the door. Grumbling sepally. It is directed at someone who is behind the inner door. Alias in the room. Ziban, husband.

......................

Day has become night. And the night was gone with the presence of morning. Today, Ziban intends to come to his office. In addition to the work that must be completed in the office, today Selena began to become her new secretary.

Ziban is getting ready. Dress well like a boss in general. Andin didn't help her get ready at all. It is undeniable, in his heart there is a sense of resentment because Ziban will meet his new secretary, today. Therefore, Andin did not help Ziban get ready, not as usual.

"Darling, you don't want to help me. You're usually a hobby once looking for attention by pairing my das." (said Ziban)

He uttered as he put up and tidied his own tie, without distracting him from the tie.

"I'm lazy." (answered Andin)

Ziban seemed to believe him just like that. This time, Andin was grunting.

My husband, not even sensitive. I'm trying to go on strike and protest because he's going to the office and meet his new secretary. Basic is insensitive!

"Darling, when's grandma coming home?" (asked Ziban)

"Where does that mean?! This is also grandma's house!"

Andin answered Ziban's question in a high tone. Ziban realized that he was speaking wrongly.

"It's not like that, my dear wife. Actually, I don't care if Grandma stays here forever,"

"With a note, grandma doesn't sleep in our midst."

Jeje's grandmother had said that she would always sleep with Andin while in the house. And that, of course, is considered a problem by Ziban.

"Why don't you just give up? Grandma's only been here for a few days."

Ziban breathed out. He did not stop thinking, why his wife still did not understand all the meaning of his words. He approached Andin.

"Have you forgotten, I can't sleep without holding this."

Instantly Andin released Ziban's hand which held one of its sensitive parts, in the chest.

"Here go to the office, just go!"

Andin pushed Ziban out of the room. This time he ended his strike and protest against Ziban. He knows it won't be useful. So he chose to end it because he had found another way.

Secretary Chan is very reliable. I'll ask him to keep an eye on my husband. And ah yes, her new secretary, Selena.

Andin nodded, then grabbed his phone lying on the table.

SERIATE...