My Perfect Husband's

CHAPTER 18 Move On!

Like the previous nights, except last night, Naynay woke up at two in the morning. His eyes widened at the realization that he was sleeping in the arms of this frozen human. Carefully, Naynay put away Afif's hand that was hugging his waist.

Naynay grabbed her hairband on the nightstand and tied her hair carelessly. Opening the door quietly, Naynay glanced at Afif before exiting the room. His feet slowly walked down the stairs. The lights are turned off, only in some parts are lit.

What Naynay aimed for sure was the kitchen, the large refrigerator in the corner of the room more precisely. Passing through the dining table, Naynay saw a mango that was in the fruit basket there. Her eyes sparkled and her cute smile instantly rose, forgetting the refrigerator she had originally wanted to open.

Naynay took a knife in the drawer under the sink and sat down nearby, not forgetting to carry one large mango in his hand. Peeling the mango skin while singing, making the atmosphere of a quiet house turn a little spooky.

The bodyguards who were standing guard outside, immediately entered when they heard the sound of the female lashing from inside. Heading towards the dining room, they saw the figure of a girl sitting with bloody hands clenched.

Mr. Hen, who has received a report from the bodyguard, is also there. He immediately turned on the light of the room and was so surprised to find Naynay sitting while squeezing red dragon fruit in the sink. They all stroked their chests in relief from not finding anything dangerous there. Because the lights weren't all on, so the purplish-red color looked like blood.

"Sir Hen." Naynay frowned who was hit by the dragon fruit that he had squeezed earlier. The unfinished mango he peeled was ignored just like that because his eyes saw the purplish-red fruit.

"What are you doing in the middle of the night, Miss?" Mr. Hen approached and took a closer look at what the young lady was doing.

"Nay peng ate mangoes before, but look at dragon fruit." Raising his hand which was still squeezing the already formless fruit.

Mr. Hen raised his right hand, instructing the bodyguards to stand guard again. They all lowered their bodies slightly before leaving Naynay and Pak Hen there.

"Wash your hands, I'll continue peeling the mangoes." Mr. Hen wore plastic gloves and continued peeling the mango fruit that had been ignored.

Naynay washed his hands in the sink clean, not knowing that his face was also hit by a dragon fruit splash. After clean, he turned his seat towards Mr. Hen who was cutting small mango fruit earlier.

"Please, Miss." Mr. Hen pushed the plate containing the mango to the front of Naynay.

"Thank you, Mr. Hen." Smiled widely and began to pierce the piece of fruit with a fork. A little more went into his mouth, but it was grabbed by the mouth of a man who made Naynay surprised instead of playing.

"Sister Afif." Naynay's eyes widened in shock at Afif.

'Will he scold me for making such a midnight commotion?'

"Go!" Instruct Mr. Hen to leave him alone with his wife. Mr. Hen looked down and walked towards the back door.

Afif sat on the dining table chair by holding a plate containing pieces of mango fruit earlier. Staring at his still-browed wife while biting the fork, he laughed silently. The mummy really made him laugh a lot with his funny actions.

"Dry!" He could control his expression again.

Naynay did not budge in the slightest, the fork was still faithfully bitten. She was afraid of this kind of situation, just the two and with men anyway.

"Hanaya!" The Young Master's voice had already slightly raised.

Naynay quickly ran over and stood beside Afif. The man clucked in annoyance because his wife had to be called by her name first, only to react.

'Is he still afraid? She slept like a baby in my arms.'

"Sit down!" Naynay immediately pulled up the chair and sat down without being ordered twice.

"You're making a rowdy night like this?" He looked at his wife who was looking down, afraid of getting angry.

"I'm sorry, Nay was very nervous with her dragon fruit until she didn't realize she was singing everything." Naynay peeked for a moment at Afif's flat expression.

"Want me to buy a dragon fruit for a warehouse?" He bowed his head in front of Naynay.

"No!" Shocked when he lifted his head, his face was already very close to Afif's face.

"Dry!" Afif re-enforced his body.

Naynay frowned confusedly. 'Where else to go?'

Afif patted his thigh, code for his wife to sit there. Naynay shook his head with a temple already flooded with sweat.

"You want me to be angry?" Loyal with a flat face and cold tone, but already wanted to laugh to see the expression of Naynay who shook his head cute.

Naynay stood up, but did not move in the slightest. His hands were shaking and clutching his clothes. Realizing that his wife was afraid, Afif pulled Naynay's hand gently and sat sideways on her lap.

"So you slept like a baby in my arms, why are you scared now, hmm?" Afif put his hands around Naynay's waist. His wife was silent while biting her lower lip.

"Gear me!" Grabbing Naynay's chin until their eyes meet.

"Sir, Nay isn't comfortable sitting this way." Naynay was already sweating from fear.

"Eat this fruit first!" Naynay feeds using a fork that has not moved into his hands since when. After running out, Afif even cleaned the face of his wife who was affected by the dragon fruit splash with a tissue.

"Let's find a comfortable position." Afif lifts Naynay's body and takes her back to the room. The stairs with dozens of children did not make him sweat in the slightest, naturally because Afif was diligent in exercising.

Naynay actually wanted to protest, but the sharp gaze her husband gave immediately made her silent. Prefer to put both hands on Afif's neck. Without Naynay noticing, the man smiled faintly with his eyes looking forward.

The door of the room that is not closed, makes it easy for Afif to enter. He simply pushed the door with his feet closed. Carefully, Afif lowered his wife's body on the bed. He also lay there.

"It's comfortable, hhmm?" That's a real satire, not a question. Naynay simply replied with a nod.

"You wake up in the middle of the night like this?" His hands were already coiled back around Naynay's waist.

"Yes, Brother." Naynay answered honestly.

"If you want something, ask the waiter! Don't go up and down stairs!"

Naynay nodded as he yawned, his eyes already sleepy wanting to go back to sleep. Tomorrow he'll have to go to school to prepare for the exam next Monday.

"Sleep, I'll just hug you." He stroked Naynay's back until his wife had fallen asleep.

Afif smiles himself considering Naynay's behavior today. Starting from kissing hands while crawling on the bed, how to eat unique biscuits, serving at the dining table, saliva that almost drips because of the focus on the phone, and so on, until his weird midnight cravings.

Afif kissed Naynay again before going to bed, but the cheek uyel-uyel first until satisfied.

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