Love My Enemy's

Episode 12's

First day of being Madam Atmaja. Cih, Lera grieved considering her new status. Lera was sitting at the dinner table waiting for her husband to finish making breakfast for the two of them.

Hey, don't give him that evil look, okay? Lera had tried to make breakfast earlier, but what she made was not as beautiful as the picture in the magazine that became her cooking guide, so Bian intervened now.

“What are you cooking? Long time ago.” asked Lera, she is already standing next to Bian now.

“Nasi goreng.” sahut Bian with his best grin.

Lera smashed her lips, she was offended by her husband's ugly grin earlier.

“You didn't put poison in it, did you?” her taunting returned and it was successful in making her husband's body stiffen instantly.

“Sorry, I don't want to be a widower that fast.”

Lera put on her surprised face. “Oh, why?”

Bian did not immediately give an answer because he was currently pouring the rice he had cooked onto the plate they both then took it to the dining table. Bian was already sitting in his chair, “What?” he asked when he saw Lera who was looking at him curiously.

“I'm still waiting for your answer, stupid.”

“What answer?” ask Bian plain.

“Why don't you want to be a widower when you have a great chance to be able to remarry the woman you love.”

Bian smiled obliquely, “Because I haven't got my first night.”

Fucking mouth! Lera had been waiting for a long time and was half curious, but the answer from Bian's mouth was just that? It felt like Lera wanted to slap the face full of her husband's arrogance with a plate in front of her.

“You don't like my cooking?” Bian asked because Lera had just been silent to look at the food in front of her not interested.

Lera did not understand Bian's question, he was busy looking for paper and pen in his bag. “I will create a code of conduct for both of us.” he said after what he was looking for he had obtained.

Bian's face scowled, “Code of conduct?”

Lera nodded, she did not turn her head at all to Bian as she was currently busy dancing her pen on the white paper. After struggling for quite a while, Lera finally finished as well.

“Listen this well, if anything is not understood you can ask me-—

1.Each of us is allowed to bring a friend or girlfriend to the apartment but should not bring her into the room.

2.Cannot go home more than 10 pm, past the appointed hour then will not get the door.

3 Do not interfere with the personal affairs of others.

4 Romantic applies only in front of Omah, Papa and also colleagues only.

5.You must not make physical contact before you have a woman's consent.

Bian cleared his throat briefly before opening his voice, “Can you read the code of conduct number five?”

“Code of ethics number five that is not allowed to make physical contact before getting approval from the woman.”

Fix, Bian's ears did not hear wrong.

"There are such rules?” protests later.

“Of course there was, I just made it.”

“Lera, I will obey all the rules but please remove rule number 5 it.”

“No, my decision was round.” Lera final, he grabbed the milk in the morning which he then sipped until unresponsive, after which he took his sling bag and then stood up from the dining chair.

“Where are you going?”

“Campus, I have a guidance schedule today.“

“Let me inter.”

Lera shook her head quickly, “Not bother, my husband, because I've been picked up by Kenan. You better go to the office. Yes, I'm going first. See you later tonight.” said Lera while waving to Bian who was sculpting in his place.

The sound of the door being closed brought Bian's sanity back. He blinked a few times before finally snarling. Without wasting much time, he immediately picked up his suit and car keys in the room.

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Being a stalker is one of the jobs that never crossed Bian's head before, it's even more ridiculous because what he is trying to take is the wife. Bian was a little lost in his stalking because Kenan was riding a motorcycle while he was driving a car. The slippage action of tucking the young man was very agile and several times Bian was left behind.

Bian took the right lane when he saw Kenan's penny flashing and entered the parking lot. Bian parked his car a little far from where Kenan parked his bike but once he could still monitor what the two of them were doing.

Lera looks different when with Kenan, she looks happier, more expressive and also sweeter.

“Job!” bian swearing while hitting the steering wheel when he saw how Kenan treated Lera as if the girl was his, how did the young man tidy up Lera's messy hair and twist it again.

One thing that makes Bian want to come out of hiding and throw a fist at Kenan when the young man deliberately gave a blow to Lera's ear until his wife's face reddened and then the young man's lips landed gently on the smooth cheeks of Lera.

For God's sake, Bian himself had not landed his lips there at all and was now even preceded by Kenan?

“Look at what punishment you will get when you go home later, love.” said Bian before driving his car away from there.