My Husband is Complimentary

My husband's expensive compliment chapter 1

Huh! Looks like it's noon? It felt like my eyes had closed for a moment after the dawn prayer.

I saw the bed next to me, she was no longer in the room. Where's he going this early? Maybe he was jogging.

Scroll the clock on the nightstand. Time shows at eight in the morning. I went to the bathroom to wash my face.

Then get down to go to the kitchen. I immediately put on my favorite sunflower motif apron. I prepared the ingredients to cook this morning.

"I made chicken soto ah, special for him," I said smiling to myself.

I imagined his handsome face, so I could cook more. I can't wait to meet him.

Yes he I mean my husband, my dear Irsyad. He really likes my chicken soto. Although he was very stingy when it came to praising. But I'm sure my chicken soto tastes really delicious.

Evidently when he eats always added, whether it's the effect of hunger or indeed the cuisine is good, I don't know either. But, yes, my husband has never protested with my cooking.

I hum in the kitchen. Cut cabbage and tomatoes. Do not forget celery and also leeks. I tasted soto soup that is almost mature, the color is already very beautiful. Just correcting the taste.

Hmm. I'm sure Irsyad would say that. I kept smiling imagining she would praise my cooking.

After I thought everything was perfect, I immediately put it on the dining table. It looks so pretty. I put the fruit basket at the end of the table, to beautify the look. The bright color of the sankis and the red color of the apple, really perfected my dinner table.

I immediately climbed the stairs and headed for my room. I sang a Jazz song called Friends of Happy, to accompany me into the room.

Even though it's a holiday, I have to hurry to shower, so that my husband comes home I'm already fragrant and beautiful. Again, just thinking about it, I am very happy. Especially when I see his face.

"Darling, you just got home? Where to run in the morning?" I asked when he just entered the house.

I straightened my hair which was not really messy. The sweetest smile I gave her.

"Around the complex only Yang, I take a shower first yes," said he as he walked towards the room.

Huh! I'm so sorry to see him flat like that. I've been and-and pretty like this, just to welcome her. And, yes, so that she would praise my beautiful appearance. But, he just left.

Yes, that is my husband, he is very expensive when it comes to praise. I was so surprised by it. When I was in college, many men praised my beauty.

Admire my body shape, which they say resembles a Spanish guitar. But my husband, rarely praise me, even though I always look beautiful in front of him.

Although he's expensive, but I know he loves me very much. And I love him very much too.

"Darling, let's eat!" Invite him to break my daydream.

I flinched, smiling clumsily at him. I just realized that I was still in the middle room. She displayed her sweet smile, the dimple to my favorite right, clearly visible there.

"Dear, I've cooked your favorite chicken soup" I said cheerfully.

He just flinched, then we walked together to the dining table. He grabbed my waist with his mesra.

"Aaa my husband though you're 'expensive' compliment, I love you." I said in my heart.