My husband is not the CEO

Enam

Where is!

I was shocked when I woke up in a place that was foreign to me, a luxurious room with a super spacious bed. Lest I be kidnapped by a handsome and arrogant CEO like in the Webtoon that Jane often reads.

The floor feels so cold when my feet rest on top of it, why is the AC here so cold. My feet move without command, I feel like I'm between real and dream.

I finally remembered that this is Rafka's apartment, we came here this afternoon. Why can I sleep so easily when there is a man here, he could have done something to me. But there's no way, Rafka the plate guy wouldn't dare do anything to me.

I saw Rafka's wide back in the kitchen, he was moving fried chicken to the plate. My nose sniffed the delicious scent of the chicken, definitely KFC. KFC fried chicken has been flowing in every vein of mine, so I can't go wrong.

"Geez!" Rafka squealed in surprise when she saw me standing right behind her. My lips twitched trying to hold back the laughter, pity if I laughed too much at Rafka. "Caramel is awake?"

Saliva filled my mouth when I saw the chicken-filled plate in Rafka's hand, my stomach was also very hungry. Oh how long have I slept?

"Let's eat." Bring along.

I followed him to the dining table with 4 chairs around the square-shaped table. He pulled the chair and let me sit there.

"What time is it?" I asked as I plucked one piece of chicken on the plate while Rafka took a drink in the refrigerator and put it on the table.

"Hour six." Rafka sat in front of me.

I stopped chewing, which means I've been sleeping for two hours, which is right.

"I have permission to go home late today, after eating immediately take a shower, I have also prepared a change of clothes for Cara."

Rafka is indeed a good guy who is not strange, for what reason he is making a change of clothes for me.

"The coffee that the way the message was cold, if you want I can take it back down."

"Mm" I shook my head, "don't, we'll be home soon."

Rafka just looked down at the shiny brown table, what interesting that square thing compared to me. Is it because I just woke up with messy hair so he was reluctant to see me. Ah I have to excuse him, we know because of the matchmaking so Rafka must not have fallen in love with his beautiful wife. Today the love of marriage is no longer important, most of them married only because of property and throne whereas I, because I am 28 years old and my parents consider a girl like me unmarried is a disgrace, just-there's.

Cara, you should get married soon, just try we have children besides you for sure we will not insist on getting you married.

So Mama and Papa said to me almost every day before I decided to accept this match. Why do they blame me just because I'm an only child, why don't you give me a sister or a sister. If I was an only child, would it be my fault? the parents really want to keep going!

"How can I ask you?"

I threw a clean, slippery femur because I was gnawing at his flesh. Rafka always asks permission if he wants to ask something when I have told him to ask without permission first, this is not a discussion forum, why he is so formal.

"You're that again, I threw the femur." Spray me, Rafka seemed to swallow her saliva. Was I like a witch so she was so scared of me.

"Who's the name of the man who almost married you first?"

I blinked, mentioning the name of the man was so abstaining for me that even Jane and Kayla put his name on the list of words that were not spoken.

"If you don't answer, don't answer." Rafka left me.

"Rama." My answer made Rafka stop her steps, she turned to look at me with a surprised face.

"You familiar?" I asked, when viewed from Rafka's expression he seemed to know Rama.

Rafka. Lies. He said he never lied, if he didn't know why his expression was so shocking.

"Recycle your meal." He said before leaving, he sat on the couch and turned on the television.

Why is it so rushed that I haven't even seen the other two rooms. I left 3 chicken bones that were all clean from the rest of the meat on the plate. Rafka didn't eat maybe he ate first when I slept.

There was no soap when I was about to wash the dishes, I ended up just flushing it with water and putting the chicken dishes on the shelf. This kitchen has a lot of closets to store things. Wait till stay here, I'll fill all the drawers with instant noodles of my favorite flavors.

Rafka looked serious watching a news show on one of the private television stations as I passed by to get into the room I was sleeping in.

Cold covered my body as I picked up the bathrobe that folded neatly on the bathroom table. I haven't bathed anywhere but my own bathroom. I thought after growing up even this old man I had dared to take a bath somewhere else but it was not at all.

Well, I'm a modern woman who was born in a metropolis and grew up on instant food, but I still believe in ghosts. I never dared to shower myself in a bathroom that wasn't mine. I always felt like someone was watching me in the corner of the room, it was because of my hobby of watching horror movies. I'm the only one in the world who likes to watch horror movies when scared.

"Rafka." I looked through the door.

"How not to shower? I've put the toiletries there, anything less huh?"

I grinned and left the room, "I want to tell you a secret." I said to him who had a flat face, as flat as the street in front of my house that had just been repaired. I was still wondering whether or not to tell him, usually the person who heard this would laugh at me. But if I could, in a minute he'd be my husband, I should have told him all about me.

"But you don't laugh." Add me.

"I don't laugh easily." He convinced me. I believe that Rafka does have a sense of humor that is not as bad as me.

"I don't actually dare to shower in a place that's not my own bathroom." I've prepared ears to hear Rafka's laughter but nothing. Rafka really did not laugh, even he did not seem to hold back the slightest laughter.

"Then what now?" Ask her.

"Follow me." I dragged her hand into the room and sat Rafka on the bed. "Sit here until I finish the bath, I won't close the bathroom door."

"Hm?" Rafka nodded in surprise at my words.

"But don't you dare peek at me." I'm firm on her.

I breezed into the bathroom that had twice the area compared to my bathroom at home so even though the door was not closed, people from the outside will not be able to see someone who is bathing unless he deliberately goes deeper.

Because Rafka prepared shampoo I should also shampoo so as not to waste he bought it for me. Even Rafka knows the brand of shampoo and soap that I use complete with my favorite variants. Kerastase with gold packaging is a shampoo that I have always used since, because I am the loyal type so I rarely change products.

The scent of vanilla filled the bathroom as I rubbed a shower puff full of foam all over the body. Don't-don't Rafka watch me all this time to know all the products I use for bathing. What the hell Car, there-there's just you.

"You can come out, I'll change my clothes first." Tukas ku on Rafka who returned seriously with a television screen in front of her.

"Yes." Yeah." Rafka turned off the television before exiting the room.

My smile expands to see the clothes that turned out to be in bed. I'd better quickly replace the bathrobe with this outfit, although at first glance this will be too big on my body. Yes, there are no other clothes here, Rafka has worked hard to get this for me, I have to appreciate it as a good wife candidate.

"There's no hairdryer here?" I'm out flicking my wet hair.

"Why don't you wear your pants?" Rafka was surprised to see me wearing a sweatshirt that was too big, even the length of his knee.

"Who did you buy clothes for?" I hurried to sit next to Rafka, pretending to put on an annoyed face. This shirt is great but not too bad too, consider it the current Korean fashion. "I don't have to wear pants, the top can cover me to the knee."

"M .. sorry."

"Don't apologize." I hit his thigh, "thank you for changing clothes for me, you're so good Ka."

Rafka smiled stiffly. He is still doing his activities folding colorful origami paper to star-shaped.

"Kayak son of TK make it so." My quip while glancing at him.

Rafka ignored my words, he put the star origami into the jar and closed it.

"Good for display." Said.

"Where are you going to be on display?"

"Where is Caramel?"

"In our room." I took over the jar in Rafka's hands and moved on.

"How!"

"Hm?" I turned around when Rafka came to me.

"Actually the room here is wider and the arrangement is neater in my opinion." Rafka walked to open the door to another room I had not entered.

Once inside I was made flabbergasted by a super large dressing table, while around it there was a closet that fused with the wall to store clothes. The closet has 12 doors, ah this is much more than the closet room in my house. I can also put all the skincare on her dresser.

"I put the origami here." I cried to Rafka who was still at the door while I was sitting on the bed to put the jar containing origami. I don't need an answer from Rafka, and he won't know about the aesthetics of the room.

"Hp The way it sounds."

I went past Rafka to get a cell phone on the TV room table.

"Said Rafka's permission but Mama's still on the phone." I grumbled while stirring up the contents of the bag looking for a cell phone. Once in the index movement, I answered a group video call that turned out not to be from mom but Jane and Kayla.

"Flame!" Spray me while sitting on the sofa, Rafka was also beside me. He always followed me like a kitten. I held up my phone so Jane and Kayla could see me clearly.

"Where are you?" Jane's Voice.

"Against Rafka's place, what the fuck is like you're important." I leaned back and got a little closer to Rafka, but this mas-to-be-husband was a duck just looking at the screen at a glance.

"Your hair is wet, Car?"

"Abis says you're with Rafka, my God, Car inget you're not married yet." Kayla trinkles.

"Si Caramel can't wait like, so do it first."

"Don't be fucked, don't be reckless." They don't know what Rafka looks like, just holding my hand he didn't dare even I did that to him.

"Car instead of you not daring to bathe elsewhere, lest you ask for Rafka's cementin."

"What the hell Jane, ah I want to go home with Rafka, later I call again." I immediately pressed the red phone icon, Jane and Kayla disappeared instantly.

"If you want to go home, Caramel must wear the pants that I brought."

"What!" I tilt my head, what does he say? I have to wear linen pants with this sweatshirt over size, which is fine. It'll make me look like a walking balloon. "Isn't the gini better?"

"No." He shook.

Rafka's taste is so bad, he said the reason for accepting this match was because I was beautiful. But if I wear such pretty clothes, I can be lost.

"You want me to look ugly!" I stood around with my waist in front of him.

"Caramel pretty wear anything, yes already if you don't want to wear we don't need to go home."

Wtb! I stomped my foot hard enough before stepping into the room leaving the robot. I hope I don't meet anyone later after getting out of this apartment, they'll think I'm not sane.