Mrs. Bilang Baskara's

Mrs. Bilang Baskara's
Ch.33



Marsya is still at the bottom, he has not dared to go into his new room. More precisely Marsya is still not accustomed to the change of Gilang.


While Gilang had been in the room to rest for a while after arriving from France.


“What's non not tired after it's been through a long journey?” Ask Holy Bi to Marsya who is currently accompanying him in the kitchen.


“Not bi, Marsya is okay.” Elak Marsya, honestly he was very tired especially with his condition that was pregnant like this.


“Aibi knows, surely non Marsya does not want to go up.”


“Yes so bi, Marsya is not used to the attitude of the Gilang mas who is now.”


“Asperceived only non, maybe master has started to change.”


“Marsya please also so bi.”


Marsya took out some paper bags that were ole-ole that she brought to auntie.


Long Marsya was downstairs, talking with her aunt about her experiences in France.


Until late afternoon, Marsya began to fidget because he felt tired and tired of wanting to shower and change his clothes.


But Marsya is confused because all her stuff is already down to the top by


Doni and Mang Ujang.


“How is this? Up or not ya?” Marsya muttered while pacing back and forth under the stairs.


“Aisshh, just go up. The important thing is to take a shower and change clothes first, it feels already can not stand the sultry state like this.” Finally Marsya ventured up to the room of himself and Gilang now.


Arriving at the door hesitantly Marsya knocking on the door hoping that there would be a reply from within.


“Master can I enter.” Marsya said from the door.


Several times Marsya called Gilang but there is no truth from within.


Because it could not stand it anymore, Marsya finally ventured to open the door that was not in the key from the inside.


Upon entering, Marsya's gaze was fixed on the male figure who was currently asleep with a sloping position hugging the bolster, facing towards the entrance.


“It turns out he slept, it's worth it that I yelled and knocked on the door but there was no reply.”


Marsya then turned her gaze to pay attention to every corner of the room, a room that was nicer and larger than hers below.


“Wow, the room is very big once.” Admire Marsya.


This was the first time Marsya had entered her husband's room. The room is filled with a dark-colored interior, typical of the men's room.


The room was tidy, Marsya only saw his powder and body lotion on a dressing table, while his other items he did not know where Gilang put them.


Marsya continued walking around the room, opening a door that led to the balcony of the room.


“It is enjoying the afternoon sky in this place.” He murmured, breathing out his breath.


Long Marsya stood watching the situation around, until finally Marsya decided to go in and take a bath before her husband woke up.


Marsya went into the bathroom in which there is a towel that is neatly arranged in a closet, inside there is also a toiletry equipment owned by Marsya.


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Finished with her bathing ritual, Marsya walked out using a bathrobe and a small towel on her head.


Marsya turned her gaze on the bed to see if her husband was awake or not.


And apparently not yet, her husband was still soundly asleep only the sleeping position of her husband changed.


Marsya also uses this opportunity to find where Gilang put all his clothes.


Marsya was confused because in the room there was no closet at all.


Where she put my clothes. Why is there no closet in a room this big, my goodness. Marsya kept pacing back and forth looking for where the wardrobe was.


Because Marsya continued to pacing back and forth in the room, making Gilang feel there is a presence of people other than himself in the room until forced Gilang open his eyes to see the situation.


“Hoamm, what's up?” Gilang asked in a hoarse voice, as he looked at Marsya like a confused person in the room.


“Em, you're up?”


Gilang just nodded then chose to get up from his sleep and sit leaning on the bed while watching Marsya.


“Why?” Ask Gilang again when he saw Marsya like he wanted to say something.


“Eh it, where did you put my clothes sir?” Marsya asked hesitantly.


Standing in front of her husband just wearing a bathrobe like this embarrassed her.


“Tuh.” Gilang replied as he moved his chin pointing at a small hallway in the room.


“Hah?” Marsya still did not understand the meaning of Gilang's answer.


Marsya had already seen the passageway, but he thought it was Gilang's special space. So Marsya chose not to go inside for fear of being angry.


“All the goods are there. Login.” Said Gilang in a soft tone, he knew Marsya was hesitant to go in there.


“Good.” Marsya finally went inside.


“Wow.” Admire Marsya.


The room was full of large glass cabinets that contained various contents. There were shoes belonging to her husband, a suit and there was a special glass cabinet that contained a luxurious watch belonging to Gilang.


Marsya then headed to a closet containing Marsya's women's clothes. He opened and took some casual clothes to wear.


Already dressed, Marsya walked out of the room.


When Marsya came out, coinciding with that Gilang got out of bed while saying “I'll take a shower, please prepare my clothes.”


Marsya nodded then went back inside the special room, to pick up Gilang's clothes.


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