Romisa Life

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Misa and bi ane have stood at the doorway to welcome the arrival of the arga.

The car stopped in front of Mass. Arga got out of his car after the secretary Tang opened his door while the mass had put on his best smile to welcome Arga.

But arga indifferently passed the mass just like that. Instantly the smile of mass gradually faded from his lips due to the indifferent attitude of arga.

Uh, what's with the lion why he's like this. Normally he would kiss my forehead and embrace my waist. Tp now just glanced at no.

Misa turned her body and approached the arga who was sitting on a single sofa that was replaced by shoes with sandals at home by Bi Ane.

After finishing wearing the slippers of the house, Arga immediately moved and again passed the mass that stood beside him just like that.

Misa stared at the Tang secretary who was in front of her standing not far from her. Misa conditioned something to Tang by moving her head as if asking 'what's with her' the Mass cue to the Tang secretary.

And the secretary Tang who understood the gesture of mass just shook his head and moved his head as if to follow, lady. The master had already climbed the stairs' then the Tang secretary stared at the arga who was currently climbing the stairs to go to his room.

Misa seemed to notice the direction of the Tang secretary and immediately walked quickly to follow the arga.

Oh jesus. Why do lions behave like this. Is it because I was chatting together with s egi this afternoon so he's like this.

Arga had entered his room in the afterlife with a breathless mass because of a small run following the steps of the arga.

Now Mass and Arga have been standing in the middle of the room.

"My husband, would you like to rest first, would you like to take a shower?" misa asked in a cautious voice because Arga was still standing behind her.

Arga turned his head and glanced at Misa with a cold gaze then spread his hands in half.

Misa who seemed to understand the meaning of arga, immediately approached arga and began to release the arga work coat.

I have to how to persuade him, why he does not just roar as usual if I make a mistake. Why are you quiet....

After mass managed to remove his work coat. Arga walked over to the tv sofa and laid down on the long sofa with his head leaning against the arm of the sofa.

Misa could only shake her head. Then attach the arga suit to the sofa of the middle room.

Hey, lona.why are you getting cold like this. I don't want to be kept like this by you. Like her I had to persuade her. Hah.

Mass with a slow step toward the arga that lay his body on the sofa with one leg bent, eyes closed and with one arm above his forehead.

Misa squatted on the carpet next to the sofa to align herself in order to be closer to looking at Arga's face.

"My husband, did I make a mistake?" misa asked with her hands starting to wipe her hair slowly.

Speak liona. I know I'm wrong.but don't leave me like this. Makes me more guilty of you lion.

Arga was still at home with his eyes closed and his tight lips did not answer the question of Mass.

"My husband, is anyone sick?" misa asked again still by rubbing her soft arga hair.

Again the arga did not respond to his just speechless and still with his position.

Singaa.. Don't piss me off. I have been kind enough to admit my mistake and want to humble myself to persuade you. But you're still like this.

"My husband.." Misa's speech was interrupted because Arga opened her eyes and glanced at Mass still with a cold gaze.

Arga rose from its fall which made the mass a little aghast.

He won't torture me. Why are you still staring at me like a lion.

For a moment Arga looked at the mass and then moved to set his feet to leave the mass again. But the mass with his courage grabbed the arm of arga so that the steps of arga feet stopped.

"My husband." said Misa after her self successfully blocked the arm of the arga and stood right near her.

Arga stared at his arms that were strangled by the mass. Then turned to stare at the mass still with a cold gaze.

The Mass is approaching the Arga. Then tiptoe and cupped both cheeks arga with both hands so that now his second gaze met.

"My husband, I'm sorry if I made a mistake. But you don't leave me like this. Usually if you're angry you'll rebuke me and yell at me. But why are you quiet now. Forgive me my husband," Misa said solemnly as she gently rubbed her two arga cheeks with her thumb.

It's like persuading a child who can't buy toys. Why are you so this is a lion.

There was a smile that was restrained from the corner of the lips of the arga but the mass could not see it because the arga could cleverly hide the expression on his face.

Misa sighed and then ventured again to pull the arga head slowly to bow and mass softly kissed the arga forehead.

While the arga widened his eyes stunned by what mass did to his self was a rare thing.

After peeping the arga's forehead, the mass looked back at the arga and put on a very sweet smile that he had.

"Don't smile like that" Arga insisted as Misa's smile reminded her of her annoyance.

"Why can't my husband?" misa asked in surprise and then returned with a sweet smile.

Arga pulled the mass into her arms and held her tightly.

"I don't like you smiling at men other than me, Romisa" Arga muttered softly in the ears of the mass and then pecked at the head of the mass several times.

So this is why you're silencing me. Should I close my lips with duct tape so as not to smile at others. How can you have such a thought. Oh jesus.

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