
Seeing the change in the attitude of the husband who is less attentive, create another turmoil in Dea. He doesn't want to lose someone who always expresses love to him.
Early in the morning, Dea was in the kitchen. The girl was trying to make breakfast for her husband.
If previously Richie who often prepare for the wife, this time Dea will also make it for the husband.
Everything is now on the dining table. Dea begins to sit and wait for Richie who may still be asleep in the guest room.
Yes, since three days ago, Richie said he wanted to sleep in the living room. And that made Dea so surprised. He thought it was possible that Richie had stopped loving himself. Even Richie's attitude was inversely proportional than usual.
There is a strange feeling that runs her way when she sees Richie's change. There is a sense of unwillingness if the husband no longer pays attention to himself.
Still faithfully waiting, Richie finally started to come out of his room. A smile began to appear on the corner of Dea's lips.
The girl stood smiling sweetly at her husband. While Richie frowned looking at the wife who looked so strange he thought.
"Good morning" said Dea.
"Morning," Richie replied squinting his eyes. He started sitting where he ate.
"Where do you want to eat?" tanya Dea offers Richie. She would take it for her husband.
"From all this food? Did you buy it?" asked Richie who was astonished by the amount of food at the dining table.
"Of course I cooked it, where maybe I bought this much food. Which one do you want?"
Richie doesn't believe his wife's words. Did Dea really cook it? What dreams of him last night so that the wife cooks breakfast for him. Could it be the change that happened to his wife because of her slight self freeing him? How could it possibly have an impact so soon?
Richie was surprised, but he was so happy. Getting the attention of Dea was an incredible thing in his opinion. But he did not want to end himself pretending to be indifferent to his wife.
To be honest Richie was also so tormented must inhabit his wife. But if the result will be what it is today, Richie becomes regretful. Why hasn't she done it since the first day Dea became Lady Richie? That way, Richie would get Dea's attention from the start.
Richie smiled meaningfully, he wanted to prank his wife a little.
Richie started to stand up and made Dea frown. "It looks like I can't have breakfast at home. There was an important meeting this morning. So I have to go now" Richie said. He started to stand.
Dea. He felt disappointed. It was early morning in the kitchen. And that's all for Richie. But it seems like what he did this morning would be in vain. Dea took a long breath.
Richie smiled at his disappointed wife.
"Can you bring me this lunch. Just warm up what you cooked this morning" Richie said.
Dea looked at Richie. "All right." Dea answered him immediately. His face turned cheerful.
Richie immediately stepped away to his car. All the way through, he was not constantly smiling. His efforts to make Dea love him slowly come to fruition.
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Today Dea chose to take a day off work. He's preparing lunch for Richie. She has been singing small since. I don't know why at this time she was so excited just because she was going to Richie's office and bringing her husband lunch.
Even today she is so beautiful. Dea followed the directions from her phone.
The trip to Richie's office didn't take long. Twenty minutes, Dea was there.
All eyes were on Dea at this moment. They were so amazed at how beautiful their boss's wife was.
"Save the day, Miss. I want to bring lunch to my husband. Can you show me where the room is?" Dea asked the receptionist there.
The receptionist smiled, bowing her body. "Let me drop off, Madam. Mr. Richie is currently holding a meeting. He told me to send you straight to his room" the receptionist said.
After passing through the elevator, Dea finally arrived in front of her husband's room.
"Thank you, Miss. You can go back to work" Dea said. The receptionist smiled and immediately left from there.
Dea starts to step into Richie's room. His eyes ran down every corner of the room. Until his eyes are fixed on a photo on Richie's desk.
His forehead frowned at who was in that small frame. The figure of a child who was like a stranger to him. Dea narrowed her eyes looking closer at the photo. The photo looks shabby.
But his attention was caught when he heard the sound of laughter approaching the room.
Suddenly the door of the room opened and showed the figure of Richie who was joking with laughter with his secretary. And unfortunately the secretary was so beautiful and so tempting. And it keeps Dea in place. All sorts of thoughts swirled in his mind.
While Richie smiled looking at the wife who was in his room. The receptionist had sent him a message that his wife was in his room.
"You can go back to Tracey's room" Richie told his secretary.
"All right, Boss." The secretary obediently and immediately went into his room while holding back his smile.
Dea's still sculpting. He doesn't realize that Richie is in front of him.
"Have you come?" ask Richie. Sontak makes Dea aware.
"Eh, yes. You want to eat now? Let me prepare," said Dea. He took his eyes off Richie. Somehow his chest rumbled to see Richie who was so familiar with his secretary.
"All right." Richie sat down in his chair. He watched his wife who was currently preparing her lunch with attention.
Richie noticed his entire wife who looked so beautiful today. Could Dea be deliberately dressing up for herself? All of that makes Richie so flowering.
"Does it feel weird?" dea asked as Richie fed her a bite of lunch.
"Richie was silent for a moment. It feels a little salty. But this was the first dish Dea made for her, so her tongue tasted good.
"Not too bad. Thank you for making it for me" Richie said, replying with a smile by Dea.
Not long after, the food was empty. Richie doesn't want to leave anything out though.
"I'm full, thank you for lunch today."
"Yes. Yasudah, I'll be back home" Dea said as he cleared the box. Suddenly Dea was nervous. Richie was staring at him.
"I'll drive you to the car."
"No-no need." reject Dea.
But Richie was worried. It'sit's nothing. But Dea looks so beautiful right now. Richie doesn't want anyone to look at his beautiful wife.
Richie walked up and stood right beside Dea. "I'll take you to the front."
"No, why don't you go with your pretty secretary?" Dea warmed up again considering Richie who had been laughing with his secretary for a while. He also became upset.
"Because he doesn't need me to be with him. You're my wife so you're the one I'm gonna be with." Richie leaned his body right in front of Dea. Makes the girl so nervous. Between nervousness and thumping.
"Listen to me, Dea. I don't like you dressing up like this. Next time don't dress up like this if it's not in front of me. You're just mine, and I don't want another man staring at you." Richie's warm breath swept across Dea's face.
Richie's words made Dea's heart seem to jump out of place. Her face was so close to her husband. Made Dea slowly close her eyes. I don't know why he did that. Until Richie's warm lips touch hers.
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