Possive Husband

PH-25

Meisha POV

Lying on the sofa with the novel in my hand was a daily routine to fill my time waiting for Satria to come home from the office, in the afternoon like this.

I had just started reading chapter three, when the sound of the bell being pressed disturbed my comfort.

I was forced to rise from a comfortable position when the bell was pressed back. Okay, maybe I'm paranoid but honestly I'm a little scared of the possibility of who's behind my door.

There's not usually someone who visits my house and Satria, and the person I remember the last time I met was the one who didn't want to meet the most.

God, I'm paranoid because I'm afraid of possibilities that might be wrong. But remember, that all possibilities can happen. And bad possibilities cannot be said to be rare. I seem to watch too much soap opera.

The bell was heard when I did not open the door, this time it was more demanding. Okay, okay I'll open it.

"Shortly" I said lazily, slowly walking towards the door.

I took a deep breath, just consider this a preparation to face the possibility.

and that unfriendly face immediately invaded my vision as I opened the door. Uh-oh. Indeed, I was thinking that all kinds of bad things might happen, and the possibility that those who come are unwanted people.

but there was nothing in my mind that would stand before me right now was a pretty woman figure that was almost the same as Barbie. The girl I met at the party wasn't fun a few weeks ago.

"You want to keep letting me stand here?" Even that annoying voice sounded so graceful. I grieve.

I raised my eyebrows, not bothering to try to look friendly. It's not my fault, Queen first put on a hostile look.

"Do you need to get into my house?" I asked back, in an irritating relaxed tone. Please, it turns out to be annoying is fun.

I smiled with satisfaction when I found Queen snorting, it was very noticeable that she was not happy, and I managed to gawk at her when she impolitely slammed into my shoulder past me and into my house. My house! Geez, vain is my satisfied smile.

"Yes yes, just sit where you like." I quipped as I entered the house and found Queen who had been sitting comfortably on the sofa where I was relaxing earlier. Have no shame.

queen did not look disturbed at all by my insinuations, instead replying with dismissive denunciations. God, this woman has no brain, huh? Whose home, which boils down to who.

Duh, this is the girl I kick out right now from here, just the right time huh. Tired of his behavior.

"Just get to the core of the conversation." Said Queen suddenly.

I'm gawking again. Well, this joke is female. Who started the conversation? Who meant here, who? Why is it he who said, just go to the core of the conversation with a commanding tone so to me?

"What the hell is the show here?" I said finally, never mind, no need to be sweet with someone who fuss like this.