
It's been 2 days Feli's been living out of town by Denis. He's been very moody because Denis hasn't given any news all day.
Even Arya has been kidnapped by Fatwa and Celin since this morning. Because today and tomorrow he has a school holiday, so Fatwa invites Arya to vacation in the village with Pak Akbar and Celin.
"Madam" said Bi surti.
"What fruit is in the refrigerator?" ask Feli.
"So, ma'am, can I make you some juice?" ask Bi surti.
"No Bi, I just want to snack on pieces of fruit" replied Feli smiling.
Bi surti nodded and took out some fruit, then he washed and prepared for the master.
Bi surti smiled as she saw her Madam lacking in spirit as there was no young Master and Den Arya.
"This is Madam" said Bi Surti giving pieces of fruit.
"Thank you, Bi" replied Feli kindly.
Feli then set his foot into the backyard, he will stay in the gazebo.
"Ishhhh Mas Denis where the hell no news" muttered Feli with annoyance.
Even his mobile number was not active, making Feli even more upset.
Until the afternoon before Feli was still in the backyard, the guards and servants who passed by there only bowed their heads.
"Uhhhh I take a shower first" muttered Feli as he stepped into the mansion.
"What does the lady want to make for dinner?" ask the lady who happened to be in the kitchen.
"The carrot is still complete, right in the refrigerator?" ask Feli.
"Still Madam" replied Ma'am
"I want some rib soup and sweet sour squid. What, don't you, ngeropotin?" ask Feli.
"Okay, ma'am, not at all. Aunty knows, Madam again misses Tuan kan" teased Bi Surti who just entered.
Mbak and the other maids were smiling when they saw their Madam's face flushed with embarrassment.
Feli just went to his room because he was ashamed of Bi Surti's temptation.
"Yaampun Bi, Madam is very funny" said Mbak with his laughter.
"Yes Mbak, already know very clearly from his moody face" replied Mbak Surti.
They prepared food for the lady.
While Feli was soaking at this time to relieve his fatigue for a while.
"Ahhh his fresh" said Feli when finished cleaning himself.
Feli then prepared and after that he came out of the room, he wanted to make Cake for a snack later that night.
"Mbak" call Feli.
"Mr is out, Madam" replied another Art.
"Good Mistress" replied the Art politely.
Then Feli and Art went to the kitchen to make Cake, after which they experimented there.
Feli was kept busy by making Cake, he did not even realize that the day was getting dark.
"Please sort and order, and that's what you tell the others to share with the guards. And that's for the Art" said Feli while showing some parts of Cake.
"Okay Madam, thank you" the Art replied smilingly.
Feli nodded and returned to the room. He'll wait for his dinner in the room.
"Ahh has to take another shower, it's sticky" Feli murmured.
Feli then cleaned himself up and prepared for dinner.
Bi surti and Mbak accompanied the Madam to dinner at the main dining table. Initially they refused but after seeing the Madam who was welding them her final pass as well.
After dinner, Feli decided to relax on the balcony of his room by enjoying a cake and a cup of hot tea.
"Hmm again what is Mas Denis and Arya" muttered Feli.
"Ck, they could have left me here once" he muttered again annoyed.
"Especially Mas Denis, all day there is no news at all, very annoying" said Feli
Then Feli chose to sleep alone because of his frustration with the Husband.
When Feli was asleep, Denis came in with his tired face.
"I'm sorry I upset you, baby" Denis said.
Denis chose to clean himself first, after which he immediately joined to lay down beside the Wife.
Feli blinked his eyes and opened her slowly, he was greatly disturbed by the hand that was hugging her.
"Mas" call Feli.
Denis smiled and kissed Feli softly.
Feli then pinched his hand and complained of pain.
"I don't dream" said Feli.
"No dear, go back to sleep" Denis replied gently.
Feli just hugged Denis body tightly. She misses her husband very much.
Denis also closed his very tired eyes, he drowned his face in the niche of the wife's neck.
They fall asleep without any sports nights are very tiring at all.
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