Romisa Life

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Arga came out of the kitchen to the surprise of the Tang secretary who had been sitting by the door guarding the kitchen door. With a hasty step towards the dining table looking for a pot of water and glass.

Once at the dining table arga immediately poured water into his glass to the brim and drank it up to the toilet. Arga drained all the water in the glass teapot without a single drop remaining.

Then he sighed a few times to neutralize his burning tongue until his eyes and nose were watering.

What's up, sir. Why do you seem to have eaten a very spicy food.

While the distraught Tang secretary saw her master come out of the kitchen with such circumstances immediately approached the arga.

"Sir... Is it okay?" tanya Tang watched the red face of Arga with a red nose, red eyes.

Arga just nodded slowly.

"Tang," call arga slowly.

"Yes sir."

"Why are you here. Watch that door. Let no one enter especially egi," said arga.

Tang stared for a moment at Arga then nodded and passed back to guard at the kitchen door.

Sir.. mister. indeed what is in his kitchen so it must be guarded like this. Miss is cooking at least.

Arga walked back to the kitchen but stopped his steps because Tang's secretary seemed to be sliding the kitchen door.

Plakk.

Arga patted Tang's head hard.

Sir why did you hit me. What is my fault.

Tang looked at Arga then rubbed his painful head.

"You want to open that door. In order to be able to peek at my wife," said Arga annoyed.

Sir, I'm closing this door. Because it was a little open when the master came out why I was in the wrong. The distance of this door to the kitchen is also quite far. How can I see my lady.

"No sir, it's just that the door was a little open and was about to close again" Tang said honestly.

"Don't find an excuse Tang. Keep it here I want to go in again. And do not look again," said Arga then shift the kitchen door and enter into it

leaving Tang who shook his head.

Indeed interrupting the words of the master when regarding the lady will definitely be affected by her impact and always I am wrong. Sir.sir has really changed.

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Arga had returned to the kitchen and immediately hugged the mass from behind which seemed to be stirring the soup in his pot.

Misa was aghast with the arrival of arga who arrived to embrace her.

Uh, the lion's back turned out. I haven't been working on it yet.

"My husband, he's back." Speak mass and turn his body to look at Arga.

Yes tuhaaan. This is the effect I worked on. Poor as well as a lion. Later if he got sick with diarrhea again I also bothered.

Misa rubbed her delicate arga face and rubbed her red-looking arga eyes. Arga smiled happily because he was treated like that by mass.

"My husband, would like to drink fruit juice or milk. Look at your eyes red and your nose red" said the Mass, with a worried look on the lines of the Mass.

Arga was happier to be noticed that way by the Mass. Then nodding assentively, "milk only." Pinta.

Well, I have to take responsibility. Later if the lion sick the most troublesome must be me.

"Sit down first, I'll make my husband's drink first," the mass order herded the arga to sit in the pantry chair.

And this time Arga according to sit on the chair and pay attention to the mass.

Misa shrinks the stove fire first and makes a glass of milk for arga.

After making a glass of milk. Misa approached the arga who had been sitting staring at her.

"My husband drink," said Mass putting a glass of milk on the table in front of the arga.

Arga nodded his head then looked back at the mass still standing beside him.

"I want to go back to cooking my husband just sit here. And the milk was gone," the mass order was about to turn toward the soup but Arga again hugged the belly of the mass tightly.

Why else a lion. Not just now according to why it's even like this again. The chameleon lion.

"My husband, the soup will be dry. If I leave too long," said Mass and release arms arms arms arms arms arms arms arga in his stomach but arms arga so tight that it is difficult to let go.

"Awhile" said Arga and closed his eyes, drowning his head in the belly of the mass.

Singaaa can this attitude of your big baby be lost. So glad you're acting like this towards me.

"My husband, no. I want to see the soup" said Mass quietly.

Arga looked up at the head of the mass and then kissed the cheeks of the Mass.

Father, mother, why does a lion always make the heart of the mass explode.

"Continue cooking," Arga's word let go of her embrace.

Misa immediately walked towards the stove and saw the soup in the pot.

Misa breathes a sigh of relief.

Thank goodness the soup wasn't dry. And thank goodness I was able to escape from the lion. If it lingers for a long time, I can have a sudden heart attack.

Not long after the soup that mass cooking has matured and now the mass will taste its taste.

Arga who had been sitting was watching the mass. Walk towards the mass, and again embrace the waist of the mass from behind.

Misa jumped and directly the hot soup in her spoon went directly into the mouth of the mass and was swallowed.

"Aaaa.. hot," the chirp of the Mass held his hot lips on fire as a result of the hot soup.

Arga immediately turned the body of the mass and rubbed the lips of the mass.

"Why is it like this?" ask arga to worry.

This is because you llionaa. maen huk2 suddenly arrived, ngagetin tau lona.haduh my lips are hot.

Misa still flutters her hands towards her lips that feel hot. Arga caught the moving hand of the mass so that it stopped and lowered the hand of the mass.

Arga cupped both cheeks of mass with both hands so that the face of the mass looked up at him. Arga then brought the face closer and kissed the lips of the Mass and then.

The eyes of the mass are rounded with the treatment of arga that suddenly arrives again.

Singaa what are you doing why is he like this. Singaa stop.liona stop.

Long enough Arga kissed the lips of mass. And when the mass hit arga's shoulders in order to stop the new arga stopped its action.

You want to make me breathe out of Liona.

Arga smiled happily and then kissed back the lips of mass at a glance,

"how, is it still hot?" ask Arga and wipe the lips of mass wet and red due to his action.

Now it's not just my hot lips, but my heart and my heart as well. You're gonna blow my heart out of a lion.

Misa shook her head slowly as a sign that it was no longer hot.

Arga glanced at the soup in the pot and then took the sauce a spoonful and the arga tasted the soup.

"Very good" he said after feeding a spoonful of soup.

Hmm.thank God. If delicious. Or the lion just wants to cheer me up.

"My husband, I also want to try it," the Mass wanted to be sure. Arga took her 1 more spoon and tested her temperature first by sticking it to her lips and then feed it to the mouth of the mass.

Misa nodded in agreement if Arga's opinion was the same as her taste.

Even though my tongue still hurts from the hot soup earlier but I'm sure this soup is delicious.

"Romisa, your cooking is done. Go to the room to pray. And after that you come back down to dinner, " said Arga while cupping her next to the cheek of the Mass.

Tumbenan s lion talking smooth and long.

"Then who will prepare this soup to the table, my husband?" misa asked glanced at her soup.

"Let me," reply arga.

Misa nodded her head, though,

"well, my husband I'll go to the room first." Speak Mass and release the apron.

Arga took the veil of Mass and put it on. Arga then rubbed and pecked the head of the mass.

liona why your attitude from earlier is still chameleon fashion. When did you change again like a normal lion.

Misa stared at the arga for a moment Then the mass walked towards the door and left the arga in the kitchen alone.

It turns out that the harmonious family guide book is really powerful. The proof now that I did it instantly made me receive the gift of happiness from Romisa. How about if I read the blue-covered guidebook. I'm getting impatient.

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