My Husband is Complimentary

Episode 32

After going through a long debate with the little boy, I finally relented. He asked me to cook, he wanted to eat, just as long as the food made by me.

"Make chicken soto, taste good," he said spoiled.

It sucks and adorable at the same time.

Chicken soto? Remembering the Irsyad. The pain returned to me.

I turned my mind to the vegetables I was now washing. With a quick movement, one bowl of chicken soto I have managed to make.

Immediately I took him to Bhishma's room, so that he would quickly eat and take medicine, and then rest. So he doesn't trouble me more than this.

"Bisma, this is the food. Let's get up first!"

I keep a tray on the nightstand. Clapping his hands softly, he blinked his eyes.

"Help me to wake up Rai" he asked.

As if hypnotized, I immediately complied. Our faces, our bodies become close. For a moment, our eyes clashed, my chest pounding.

Oh my God, what is this? The smell of his body, gushing into my nose. I like the smell of his body. A second later I regained my consciousness.

I quickly turned my face away. My face has warmed, maybe a red tinge has appeared on my cheeks.

"Raina, can you please take a bribe?" The request was soft, I just nodded.

Turtles bowls and spoons, began to feed him. Inevitably, my eyes should be staring at his face.

If I turn my face away, how do I feed it? I swear on anything! What strange feeling is this? She smiled at me, her face was adorable.

"The photo is really good, Rai. Are you a cook?" Suddenly asked.

"Yes, not very good at jago anyway, it could be if just cook alakadarnya," I replied humbled.

"What's up, Rai? Really, this is delicious. Just as rich in restaurants, I would eat at home every day, if I had your rich wife. Especially if you are his wife," his successful joke makes me blush.

"Don't slither! Let's finish the food!" I said to divert the conversation.

"And I told you, the soto is really good. So the food was gone" he said with a big smile.

I think he knows what I'm thinking.

Seeing me frown, maybe that's why. Her praise tickled my feelings, already several times she praised my cooking.

I was really flattered by him. Unlike my husband, he rarely praised my cooking. Even though it was delicious.

"Take the medicine, then sleep. Let it heal quickly" I ordered.

He said, I helped lay him down. I cleaned his bowl and his used glass.

"Raina don't go!" His love while holding my arm.

Uh what is this? Why is it that suddenly holding hands anyway, so it's getting stern, right?

"Yes, I'm just going to clean the dirty dishes and wash them" I replied.

Arriving in the kitchen, I sat down on the dining chair. Set my breath, then I grab a glass and pour a glass of water.

It's insane! Absolutely insane! Why is everyone close to Bhishma always like this? Even I can forget the heartache of Irsyad. I need to get this sorted out, then just sit in the living room.

Don't go back to the bisma room. Let me call him later, tell him I'm downstairs. I need to be able to control my feelings, however, I'm married.

Let me be the only one hurt, as long as I don't hurt anyone's feelings. I'm typing a message for Bhishma. Then, I felt very anxious to send a message to my husband.

"I love you Irsyad Adi Prayoga 😘" I ordered him, not forgetting the emoji kiss I slipped on his message.

The look on my face changed instantly, my message was only read. Tumben once he didn't reply.

Maybe he was meeting with a client? Yeah, that must be so. Just trying to think positively, I don't want to poison my own mind. I believe in him, I believe in him!

I turned on the tv to drive away my boredom. Let Miss Risma think I am presumptuous, than I should wait for Bhishma in her room.