Romisa Life

9

Misa memidai changing room, there are many closet doors in the room while in the corner of the room there is a large enough basket.

Slowly Misa shifted one of the closet doors in which there was an all-white shirt.

"In the closet where my clothes are stored," murmured the Mass by continuing to slide one by one the closet doors, his hands stopped when he saw the various colors of women's clothing complete with a familiar hood in his eyes.

"It looks like uncle brought my gear here, uh there's a small bag. It's not like it's a gift Uncle gave me." Take a small paper bag.

Mass opened the small pouch, which turned out to be a square-shaped object coming out of it. "Oh, cellphone. It's not that uncle knows that I don't like to use a cell phone" Misa muttered as she turned the phone in her hand.

"Ah, yes I forgot I have not prepared a nightgown for the lion's sharp eyes" Misa said, awakened by Arga's command.

Misa prepares a nightgown for Arga. Not to forget also Misa changed her clothes and changed into a nightgown, Misa does not need to clean herself again, because she has cleaned herself in the wedding hall, the wedding hall, and the, after finishing with his duties Misa exited the dressing room.

I sleep on the sofa, according to the requirements of which there is no physical touch.

Misa opened a closet in her room that had several blankets and pillows in it. He picked up a pillow and a blanket, then dropped it on the sofa.

Arga who just came out of the dressing room looked at Misa who seemed busy arranging blankets on the sofa, Arga stood in front of the door while messing with her wet hair with a small towel.

Were it not for father's request, I would not have slept in a room with this ugly little lady. Smiling cynically, Arga threw the towel into the towel basket and then stepped towards the bed.

"You sleep on the couch, I'm in bed" he said, laying down on the bed.

I know lions, I know myself... Misa patted the sofa for her bed.

"Don't snore" Arga said after enveloping her.

For a moment Misa's hand movements stopped, singing her lips together. I should have said it like that, your lion, surely your snoring will be heard downstairs.

"Turn off the lights" Arga said at the ready-made Mass, going into the blanket.

Misa lazily walked towards the light switch that was quite far away from her.

After turning off the lamp, Misa returned to the sofa, she opened her veil. Because if going to sleep Misa always opened her veil to give air to her hair, and slowly Misa's eyes began to sleep drowning in a dream.

*****

Sayup-sayup heard the voice of Adhan Fajr, slowly Misa's eyes blinked slowly, the little girl squirming to the right and left. He got up from his sleep and walked towards the bathroom door. He cleaned himself up and immediately put on a peach-colored teacher uniform. Since Misa was not praying she intended to make breakfast for Arga, who is now her husband.

Didn't he wake up for dawn prayers. Looking at the handsome man who was still lying under the blanket. Wake up like a lion, but sleep like a kebo.

Misa stepped out of the room, and down the stairs. Downstairs he was greeted by the activities of the servants who were cleaning wiped, and swept.

"For Miss," said Bi Ane who saw Misa stepping quietly around the main room.

"Aunty's Eve," said Misa kindly and smiled. "Bi, where's the kitchen?" tanyakanya.

"Here Miss," Bi Ane answered leading the Mass.

Until the Mass in the kitchen. He was silent to pay attention to the situation of the kitchen that was already crowded by the activities of the chefs who were preparing food.

It turns out that everything has been done by its own part. Then I don't need to cook, clean the house dong. What do I do that is in accordance with the conditions, said the lion?

Misa walked over to the Chefs who seemed busy with her activities. "Morning," she said kindly.

Instantly the activities in the kitchen stopped for a moment and the Chefs bowed respectfully and returned the greeting of the Mass. "For Miss Romisa."

"May I ask for 1 glass of water" the Mass at one of the Chefs and sit in the chair in front of the pantry table.

"May Miss, wait a minute" he said, and took a glass of water that Mass had asked for.

"Please Miss," gave a tray containing 1 glass of water.

"Thank you sir" took the glass and drank it to the end.

"Is there anything else you need Miss?" Ask one of the cooks.

Misa shook her head and smiled slightly in response no.

Here I can't help anything. I'd better go to the room again to prepare for other needs.

"Eh, yes Bi. I'm going upstairs again." The one in reply was a small nod from Bi Ane. Misa stepped from her seat back to her room.

The atmosphere of the room was still dim, only the sleeping lights were lit on the nightstand. And Arga was still lying on his bed. Misa walks to the couch and sleeps, she grabs the cell phone on the nightstand near her head.

Misa turned on the phone, plastered on her phone screen, a photo of her father when he was young.

Father, Misa misses father too mother. The Mass has fulfilled the will as Father wrote. Is dad happy? There was a clear circle from the corner of Misa's eyes that flowed down her cheeks.

Arga moved from his sleeping position and immediately sat down but his eyes were still closed. Seeing Arga awake, Misa immediately approached and stood beside the bed.

"Pick up water" said Arga Parau because of the distinctive sound of waking up.

Misa took the water on the nightstand and gave it to Arga.

Arga immediately grabbed it and drank it until the toilet was not left.

"Lamp," he said again.

The light is why sir, I don't understand just that one word. Misa looked confused.

"Why are you quiet, turn on the lights of this room!" repeat again with a little bit of a snarl.

Yeah, well, the lion mode is starting on.

The Mass turned on the room's lights, and turned off the sleeping lights. Indeed, this room is located on the top floor and squeezed between several rooms, so there are only two long small windows facing the back garden, so there are only two small windows, but it will not shine the sun directly inside and it makes the room still look dark even though the situation is already noon.

"Prepare for water" he said in a commanding tone.

So this is a condition that I must obey and carry out as his wife. But it is an obligation as a wife if this is the case.

"Okay sir," stepped towards the bathroom.

But it seemed like her mind was wrong, Arga did not appear to surprise her anymore.

"The water is ready sir" said Misa who had come out of the bathroom.

"Prepare the work clothes," Arga stepped towards the bathroom and left Mass.

Soon Misa prepares what clothes Arga will wear. After that he came out of the dressing room and approached the former bed Arga and cleaned it as well as the sofa he used.

Arga came out of the dressing room wearing the clothes that Mass had prepared, he wore a sky blue shirt and his hand was carrying a coat and a small towel. The towel he thrust towards the Mass which immediately accepted it.

"Dry up" he said, then sat on the sofa.

What the hell does that mean? Misa turned the towel over.

"Hey, dry my hair, why are you quiet!" repeat again snapping.

Say the cake from earlier.

Misa stood next to Arga and began rubbing the towel against her wet hair.

You're this other than his gaze like a lion, it turns out you're also the one who can't speak properly, you lion, kebo, the tiger, the ulaar. Grumpy Misa in the heart so that who had rubbed her hair gently so as to be grabbing Arga's hair.

"Hey, you want to make my hair bald!" Snapped Arga who immediately removed Misa's hand from her hair.

The awakened Mass, the look on his face immediately turned deathly pale and sculpted.

"You want to kill me, huh!" said Arga sharp and stood up.

I'm just grabbing Master, not stabbing, not shooting at you what's killing you.

"Ma.af sir, I accidentally, I was daydreaming, I'm sorry sir," Misa said with a tug of Arga's shirt sleeve.

"You dare touch me!" Sewot Arga and pointed at the sleeves of his clothes that were pulled by the Mass.

Misa was aghast by Arga's jolt again. I just hold your shirt not your arm, it's appropriate for you to be nicknamed the lion and the evil dragon, your arbitrary nature shows it.

"Ah forgive me Master," let go of his grip.

"Prepare my shoes."

Soon Misa turned towards the shoe rack. "Here sir, I take the color black so as not to be conspicuous with your shirt," upon Misa's return to stand in front and carry black shoes.

"Replace." Without glancing.

"Ah, okay." Misa went back to the shelf to pick up brown shoes.

"Brown color, this is pretty good sir." Pouring the shoes in front of Arga.

Shaking the head thinly, "replace."

So annoying... Misa turned back with a snob feeling of picking up dark ash-colored shoes.

"This is sir, is it suitable?"

Arga glanced at a glance, then he flicked his chin towards the shelf. "First shoe, get it."

"Well!" For a moment, his hands clenched firmly holding the shoe, then turned to step towards the shoe rack again. He intentionally bullied me. You lion.

Arga who saw Romisa's annoyed expression, gave a small grin.

Misa has returned with black shoes. "It's sir." He put it to the floor near Arga's feet.

"Please."

Ck. Patience.

Misa crouched down to remove the sandals of the house that Arga wore and replaced them with shoes.

"This, too," threw the suit he had brought into the face of Mass.

You want to torture me, evil dragon, gripped the furiously coat to get off his face.

Misa breathed out slowly and stood up and put the suit on Arga's body, appearing to increase Arga's good looks after wearing her full work clothes.

Arga turned and pointed at the forehead of the Mass so as to make the Mass a little strayed back, lucky Misa did not fall because of her upright position.

"Have I done anything wrong again, sir?" misa is confused.

"If the morning prepare cold water for bathing do not warm water," said Arga firmly.

What happened to cold water?

"You want to make me fall asleep again in the bathroom" as if to understand what Misa was thinking. Arga.

"I'm sorry, sir, because I'm still a layman so I don't understand your wishes yet" Misa said lowered her head.

"You've apologized how many times now?" ask Arga and look at Misa.

"I don't know Mr."

Arga lifted the chin of the Mass with his index finger.

"Consider your mistakes, and think about how to make up for them" he said, smiling.

Is he really the demon lion incarnation, cruel smile that, my hair so shudder in horror. Misa stood frozen staring dumbly.

"Well, now go downstairs, and don't show your sad face in front of my father, act like a real husband and wife" Arga said.

"Okay sir" said Misa stepping towards the exit.

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