My Husband is Complimentary

Episode 14

The morning came, I saw the clock on the wall. Time shows at 6. It is very difficult not to sleep again after the dawn prayer.

Stretch out both hands, stretch out stiff muscles. Then hurry to the kitchen. Hair in the shape of a pincher. I put on my favorite apron, then prepared the ingredients for cooking.

After about half an hour I struggled with cooking utensils, now two servings of fried rice plus beef eggs are ready to serve. I immediately headed to the room to wake Irsyad.

"Wake up, it's half a seven o'clock. Let's take a shower." I said while shaking his body.

He squirmed as he opened his eyes.

He woke up, without warning, kissing my lips. My heart beats faster. I don't know why every simple treatment of Mas Irsyad always makes me feel so high flying.

"Honey's Eve, take a bath with yuk?" Take it with his panhandle.

I smiled in response to his invitation. I haven't done that in a long time either. Misses also turned out, spoiled in the bathroom.

Ishh .. How my mind is so perverted gini huh. I'm heading to the bathroom right away. Mas Irsyad caught up with me, and then we did more than just shower together.

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I was ready with a black dress skirt and a short-sleeved shirt with a dash of pink color, not to forget the blezer with the same color.

I saw that Mas Irsyad was also neat with a navy blue suit. He looks handsome and also handsome. I am so lucky to be loved by him.

"Dear, we're leaving" he asked, embracing my waist.

I nodded and we rushed to the office. Halfway through, my husband's phone rang. He told me to lift it.

His hands were busy driving. I took the cell phone in his pocket. My eyes were perfectly round when I saw who called my husband.

"Mr Juna? What'd he want to call?" I murmured, immediately imagined his flirtatious smile that made me sick.

"Lift Sweetheart! I was even seen." His words spread my daydream.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Do you lift up? Where's the irsyad?" Ask it across there.

"Mas Irsyad is driving Mr. Sorry what did you call?"

"Oh, I'd like to be picked up by your husband. My car is only later this afternoon can be taken from the workshop."

I relayed Mr. Juna's request to my husband.

He looked confused, I knew he felt bad until I was late for work. Not long before my husband nodded for sure.

"Yes sir, we'll be there in a minute."

"Yes, I wait. Assalamu'alaikum," he concluded.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." I put my husband's phone back in his pocket.

"What would you do if you went there first?" He asked, I caught the doubt in his tone.

"Yes, it's okay" I said with a smile.

Irsyad took my hand. I feel so comfortable with her like this.

"Huh! If only I had the courage to say Mas, that your boss is a bitch. Basket-eye!" My soul is in my heart.

"And I'm so grateful to have a faithful husband like you. I'm sure you can keep your eyes and heart, while you're away from me."

I can only say that in my heart. It's too much prestige to say that directly.

Yes, women are the most prestigious creatures on earth. I became smiling to myself, but this is a reply to Irsyad. He also rarely praised me.

It pisses me off, but yes, the most important thing is that we love each other.