Miss Mudaku Half my Breath

Reception Preparation

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There was only Shanum and Rangga's dinner without Hardy.

The two small cheeks that were now bloated with lips that continued to chew, looked like adorable little rabbits.

Rangga saw the wife's body which is now more densely filled, smiling happily.

It must be because of my work, Rangga's mind is satisfied.

Every night his hands never miss practicing his new skills in Shanum's body.

The hands, lips, and tongue all have their own share and function.

No tok no.

There was a sound of steps coming in from the front room.

"Just come home, Dad?"shanum asked sparklingly, seeing the middle-aged man of his first love coming.

Hardy smiled and nodded his head.

"Eat Well" haggard Rangga.

Hardy stopped and dressed up at the dinner table.

"Heum looks good" he said.

"Let's eat together" Rangga pulled out a chair for the in-laws.

The servant aunt who knew the Lord's arrival immediately took out an empty plate and handed it to Shanum.

Shanum painstakingly weaved a rice barrel and side dish into the dish and put it in front of the father.

Hardy looked to look at the plate and then changed towards Shanum's plate, feeling something lacking with the side dish on his plate.

"Sha, why is a side dish for dad not the same as yours?"ask Hardy.

Shanum smiled at the plain behavior of his father.

"If Shanum does use sambal or chicken Well, and you won't be able to eat it because it's a little spicy" Shanum replied calmly.

Rangga also looked at Shanum's plate, it did look a little more red than his and the in-laws.

Rangga's gaze was sharp towards Shanum, seeing from the color Rangga could not believe if it was just a little spicy.

"Is it true it's just a little spicy baby?"ask Rangga full of search.

The menu is a deep red color that shows an average spicy taste biting on the tongue.

Shanum nodded and continued to eat it unconsciously Hardy and Rangga's father were looking at him sharply.

Rangga looked at Hardy who was twisting his shoulders towards him with a glance towards the shanum plate.

Rangga who understood the gesture of the in-laws also approached the plate parallel to Shanum's plate.

"Hmm it seems like your food tastes better, dear" Rangga poked a deep red vegetable with the tip of his spoon and then tasted it with the tip of his tongue.

His eyes were perfectly rounded, how could such a spicy taste even feel hot in his throat that it was still said 'slightly spicy' by Shanum.

Rangga shook his head while looking at Shanum.

Hardy who responded with a change in Rangga's face, immediately called the servant's aunt who was in charge of cooking in the mansion's kitchen.

"Bi, what's this cooking?" hardy asked the waiter who bowed his face.

The servant did not dare to look at the face of the great master who was now looking at him sharply.

In fact he had already refused gently, the request of their young lady, as it would result with the anger of the great master.

But somehow no one had the heart to refuse Shanum's request the other day asking with a face begging them to cook a potato balado with a mixture of their favorite chicken.

Hardy could not blame them, especially Shanum who looked so greedy with his food.

Hardy usually sees Shanum's appetite exceeding his usual days.

Shanum only nodded lightly but still his hand scooped with a large portion going into his mouth.

There was not the slightest trace of his mouth feeling the painful torment of the chili he ate.

Rangga just sighed and shook his head.

Shanum leaned his body on the back of the chair, in his swab a flat stomach that now feels full after a plate of rice with his favorite side dish of balado toilet into his tiny stomach.

Rangga rubbed Shanum's wet forehead with sweaty furrows.

While Hardy who still continues to eat unfinished.

"Well, I went to the room first" said Shanum then got up.

"Why is it with your stomach Sha, does it hurt?"ask Hardy worriedly.

But Shanum shook his head for sure.

"I'm sleepy well, baby I go to the room first, please accompany me to finish the meal" Rangga nodded gently.

Hardy stared at Shanum's departure, there was a sense of haru in his heart, getting great attention from his only daughter.

Rangga now takes the orange and peels it.

"Ehm how are you preparing for your wedding?"ask Hardy.

"Ehm already ninety percent Well, the shirt was fittings yesterday"

Hardy mangosteen satisfied, all business relations and coworkers he invited.

"When are you going to start your leave, and how long?" hardy.

"Maybe I'll take two days Well starting tomorrow but Shanum three or four days" replied Rangga.

Because there were not many invitations that they spread, the rest of them had prepared several hundred food boxes to be distributed to several orphanages.

"Alright then I ask you to finish all the office business before you leave, because Shanum's duty must be you also handle it" explained Hardy.

"Well, well, I try to get all the important things done before my leave to take, as well as Shanum's duties" said Rangga for sure.

"Then take a break, take care of your body condition, the reception tomorrow will drain a lot of your energy and mind" Hardy said.

Rangga.

The heavy drowsiness that struck after dinner made Shanum roll over the sofa, his breathing regular with his mouth slightly open making the small snoring sound smooth.

Chequek.

Rangga's steps were restrained, his eyes were rounded.

Shanum rolled over the sofa, before even changing his clothes in a nightgown.

Slowly Rangga lifted the slender body of his wife and laid her on the bed.

There were no hot scenes that he had planned, with various styles and positions he was forced to cancel.

It is unbearable to wake the wife just to satisfy her ego desire.

Either several times Rangga held his breath while stripping Shanum clothes, with a movement full of softness finally managed to also the nightgown was attached to Shanum's body.

Drowsiness that has attacked makes Rangga also sprawled.

Hardy's sunny morning looked fresh out of his room, warm tea was prepared by the mansion's servants as usual.

"Good morning, this is your tea, sir,"welcome and a respectful nod greeted Hardy.

"Bi, how are the preparations for the reception the day after tomorrow, are they all ready?"ask Hardy.

"Already sir, all the groceries we have ordered and maybe in the afternoon they will send them" replied the servant's aunt.

"Please prepare a room for my guests as well, clean some empty rooms upstairs" Hardy continued.

He is a man who values his friends and colleagues very much, and he wants to give his guests the best at the reception the day after.

Many of his business associates live outside the city, so he also prepares some rooms if needed.