My Husband's Cold Lecturer

63. Uninspiring

Zeline's days are currently too monotonous according to her. A month after graduation, her work is only at home sometimes to her husband's office, to the home of her parents and in-laws sometimes also draw clothes designs.

He is currently sitting on a lounge chair near the pool staring blankly.

“Haah bosaan” breath and his voice sounded somehow Ihow many times, he looked like a hard man.

“Non” call Bi Ima while carrying a tray towards her.

“What's up ?” ask Zel.

“Non forgot to tell aunt to find macaron. This is already dapet” said Bi Ima handed a tray containing macaron and avocado juice again.

Bi Ima shook her head while cleaning up the snacks and drinks that had been used up. Not playing Miss this, lately often eat her thought .

While Zeline continued to pluck macarons while her fingers were moving agilely on the flat object in her grip. Before long he smiled brightly as his call connected with the person he was referring to.

“Halo An, you can go to my house not ?” ask Zeline.

“Ngapain ?” Answer Ana, the person on Zeline's phone right now.

“Nemenin. No meeting nih” on Zeline on Ana.

“Suami loe where is it?”

“Work is An, make money to eat I” spray Zeline.

“Enak yes so Madam. Vuman rolling work at home”, said Ana.

“Yes if you want, loe cepet find a rich prey like my husband. Let loe can enjoy my life” ceplos Zeline.

“Udah dapet I” said Ana keceplosan.

“Hahs. Dapet what loe. Don't-don't..” search Zeline.

“A-what. Why I said what” nervous Ana.

“Heh. What's Loe hiding from me ? Picked into my house. I'm shareloc.  Se.ka.ra.ng” tell Zeline pressing at the end of her greeting.

“Haish.. Yes otw nih” sahut Ana pasrah.

Zeline immediately hung up her phone connection because somehow her stomach suddenly felt like in a stir. He hurriedly ran to the bathroom, passing Bi Ima just like that.

Yuck. huek..

“Non, Non gak papa” shouted Bi Ima behind the bathroom door. He had indeed been following the master who ran in a hurry with an expression that was holding something back.

“Non.. I'm in ya”

Cclek

Bi Ima undoes her intentions as Zeline's body comes out from inside the bathroom. It's lethargic and a little pale.

“Non why ?” fidget Bi Ima's.

“So papa bik. Most eat times, so vomit deh” says Zeline calms Bi Ima.

“Truly Non” says Bi Ima make sure.

“Iya. Auntie, don't worry. This is because Zeline mostly rolls in the house mulu. So bosen Zeline” body said in selingi joking.

“Non is-just about it. Want in balurin eucalyptus oil not let warm, all Aunty make anget” tea tasteless Bi Ima.

“Bby bik. Please ya” sahut Zeline sumringah.

Bi Ima also passed to the kitchen to make tea, earlier he had poured Zeline's stomach with eucalyptus oil after her employer was lying in the middle room.

“Let me Non. This tea in the first drink mumpung anget” suhut Bi Ima behind Zeline.

“Thanks Bi” says Zeline smile.

Bi Ima smiled back and went to open the door to see who was visiting.

“Non no guests said his temen Non” said Bi Ima. Behind him, a girl who was amazed by her friend's house.

Yes indeed this is Ana's first time to Zeline's house after marrying her own Lecturer. He was amazed by the interior design that looks simple but classy and also comfortable.

“Ah Yes Bi, Zel forgot to say earlier to Bibi” grin Zeline.

Then the gaze is turned toward his friend who is exploring the contents of his house.

“Heh son of hick. Don't really look at my house. Want what you do to research so much”, said Zeline

“Heh son of tyrant. Loe's house is great. Maddened. Very comfortable. Who is the design ?” sindir Ana turned back who then asked.

“My husband is” said Zeline bragging her husband.

Ana clucked bitterly at the arrogance of her best friend that was made up. While Bi Ima had already passed since earlier the two of them started to talk.

“Sini loose. I want to interrogate loe” said Zeline Sharp.

Glug.

Ana is nervous not to play when she sees the sharp gaze of her best friend. In his heart he cursed himself who could talk lightly.

Slowly Ana approached her friend who was sitting while sipping warm tea.

“T-umbenan loe drinking tea. Kayak grannies aja” cibir Ana but she is still a little nervous.

“Still can ngele—“

“Non. What is it made to drink?” sela Bi Ima asked, while putting some snacks for the two of them.

“Es aja Bi. He needs that. Surely his throat is dry later” said Zeline while glancing mysteriously towards Ana.

Bi Ima nodded and passed from there.

“Ekhem. Now the interrogation session begins. The intent of the talk loose tad—Hmmp” greeting Zeline swallowed after she smothered her mouth and ran towards the room of the beat where they were sitting.

“Hahs. Why is anak” cengo Ana.

Bi Ima came up with an iced orange for her employer friend. But he did not see his employer's whereabouts.

“Bi. Zeline is sick again. Kok just ran there while covering his mouth like throwing up so”, Ana said while pointing to where Zeline had run.

Bi Ima also immediately followed her employer with a look of anxiety that was obvious. And when Ana saw him too, inevitably she went to follow the maid in her friend's house.

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