My First Love My soul mate

Uncontested

Devan wakes up from his sleep. The man sighed realizing Celin was no longer in place. This holiday plan will wake up and breakfast in bed to enjoy time alone with the wife but it does not seem to materialize. Celin must be in the kitchen. Cooking while chatting with the waiter at home. Devan chose to clean up immediately and followed his wife.

The servants withdrew when their Master came. Celin still did not realize therefore He was still chattering and stopped when he felt a hug from someone who was none other than Devan whose scent Celin memorized properly.

"Why leave me alone hm?" Devan asked for an explanation.

"You still seem very sleepy. So I wake up first."

"Next time don't do that again. I want when I wake up your face that I first saw." Other than nodding there was nothing else Celin could do. Her forced husband is in fashion. If only he denied his business would be long.

A couple was having breakfast at the back of the house while enjoying the bright morning atmosphere. Celin eats at Devan's bribe because the man is the one who forces.

"It's full of it." Celin told her husband to stop feeding her.

"New five bribes. Come on again."

"Happy. My stomach feels full. That's the milk you made me haven't been drinking either."

"Just so." Devan answered his wife's wishes and spent the rest of the food on the plate.

"Woah mango..." Celin glinted at the mango tree that was bearing fruit.

"You want mango?" Devan.

"No sweet?"

"don't know. I never eat either. I told Auntie I'd have ripe mangoes for you." Said Devan reaching for his phone and then contacting someone.

Devan stomped his wife's feet sitting on the couch in the living room. He had wanted to take Celin road in the back garden but because the wind was blowing hard, Devan finally decided to invite his wife in. "Already Mas. Don't get flushed again. I'm not tired."

"Hush still. You like to argue with your husband... Where is the wife if noticed happy, you are the opposite." That's how Devan is, according to Celin is very chatty. One word of rejection alone can be answered with endless scolding.

Aunt approached her employer. The woman brought Devan's plate of mango for her wife.

"This is the master."

"It's sweet no?" Ask Devan to make sure.

"Sweet Sir." Aunty answered while looking down.

"All right."

"Thank you Auntie." Celin said smilingly representing her husband who never appreciated the workers at home.

"Same as Madam. Excuse me."

Devan began to feed his wife. The man was very painstaking while occasionally rubbing the wet-looking lips of Celin.

"When do we buy Baby's gear?" Celin asked as he rubbed his stomach.

"No need to go. Enough of you sitting at home later there will be people who prepare everything."

"That's how it is. Nondescript. Time is not shopping alone. I'd like to do some shopping for kids' supplies." Celin protested.

"You always have been. I'm a wife or a prisoner anyway Mas." Celin really did not think out with her husband.

"Husband prisoner. You're my prisoner." Devan smiled at the annoyed face of his adorable wife. He then kissed Celin's lips making the woman surprised.

"Don't pout that way. I am like this because of your love. I don't want my assets to be a spectacle of other people eating it I'm limiting all your activities outside." Devan.

Celin dries her husband's hair. The woman sat on Devan's lap and was so troubled by this position but also could not refuse if her husband had a firm tone.

"We're on vacation." Take Devan.

"Where?"

"Whatever you want to go where I'm going." The man answered while hugging his wife.

"To Bali. It hasn't been there for a long time."

"alright. I'll set our departure schedule."

At night, Devan eats alone because his wife does not want to eat. The woman only drank milk and ate the biscuits she had prepared.

"What if you are sick. You have to eat." Said Devan who is now in the bribe of his wife.

"You need rice padang Mas." Answer Celin.

"Padow rice? Eating food at home is healthier."

"You need rice padang Mas. I haven't eaten rice for a long time. Can yes..." Celin began to persuade her husband.

"Nothing else what? Your cooking is better."

"No. I want rice paddocks."

The desired food is in sight. Celin ate the rice paddies he wanted so greedily. Not using a spoon. The woman ate with her bare hands which she said was more delicious.

"You?" Celin offers her conscious husband a silence.

"I'm full. Not much of it." Tegur Devan's.

"What do you live in Indo eat? It's not doyan." Cheran Celin because her husband very rarely eats local food. Devan prefers to eat steak, spaghetti and others. "Yes eat that way. You may not know. You're the one who prepares my food every day." The answer was to answer the wife.

Devan sleeps hugging his little wife. He rubbed Celin's back so that the woman felt comfortable.

"Yes." Call Devan.

"Hm." Celin replied, starting to get sleepy and closing his eyes.

"Tomorrow to leave the office the same morning I did."

"Yes." Yeah." Celin had already half-consciously responded to her husband.