Siri's Wife Mr. Bryant

Chapter 54: BRYANT WITH FLOWERS

"Flower!" call him.

The girl who felt called to look back, making the apple that had already entered the mouth come out scattering.

"Uhukis... Uhuk... Uhuk... "

"Jeez, this boy, wait a minute.'' Bryant rushed back into the room only to get drinking water, a matter of a minute he returned with a glass of water that was directly given to the flower, "Drink!"

The sound of the water being gulped sounded so loud, that Bryant shook his head. Why is the troublemaker girl in her uncle's room? At the moment, the owner of the room is not in place. If you know a room that is always neat becomes a broken ship. How the fate of flowers will be. Just look at the skin of the fruit scattered on the chairs and the floor.

"Thanks, Bro. Btw when are you coming home? Where's your pretentious wife?" ask the flowers after feeling better.

Bryant raised one eyebrow to look at Flowers, "I should have asked you, why are you in uncle's room?"

"Me?" The flower pointed at itself, Bryant nodded. "This is my room from yesterday."

"WHATS?!" Bryant said in disbelief.

Bryant's cry made Flowers cover both ears. "Ish, you're bro. Can deaf my young. Don't yell that, deh.''

Bryant sighed to neutralize his surprise. After all, her uncle's room might be a flower room. He knows what Alkan is like. The man with the status of a bachelor never wanted to be disturbed. Moreover, the room is always considered as a solitary room. Bryant's look of disbelief, made Flowers snort loudly.

"BRYANT!" call the Flower raise her voice.

"Hm. Quickly clean up the mess you made! I have to get the file, and one more. Just move to your room!" Said Bryant with footsteps ready to leave the Flower.

Flowers gawked, he forgot that the man he thought of as his older brother still did not know about his marriage to Al. Do not want to accept the morning lecture, then it is better to comply. Anyone who became the Son's family would know the lecture of the young master could exceed the length of the train. Well, even with the closest people.

"Flower!" call Bryant remind.

"Yes, Bro." replied Flowers.

Bryant's back finally disappeared from the balcony door, making Flowers breathe a sigh of relief.

While Bryant opened a closet that used to be a file storage. Where he wants to find documents to take care of work the next week from home. Once the closet is open, it appears a row of files with matching colors lined up neatly according to the sequence of numbers. Anyone who looks at me will say one thing. "perfects".

Files are checked one by one, but after being researched. It turns out everything was done. Bryant drowned checking the files to forget the flowers were busy blabbing like a parrot on the balcony. Twenty files that become a project a month ahead all have been done. However, at the same time. The nether accidentally saw the marriage certificate in a special shelf owned by the uncle.

"Marriage book? Got who?" murmured Bryant, took it and flipped through the marriage book he found.

The flower that had just entered, seeing what was in Bryant's hand was instantly nervous, and involuntarily dropped the fruit basket that turned into a trash can. The fruit skin was strewn across the floor, and his actions managed to distract Bryant. The marriage book was put in place, then the man's footsteps walked over to the troublemaker girl.

"My legs hum, don't get angry, bro." said Flowers weld.

The sweet-eyed face of hazelnuts brings out the best in style with adorable puppy eyes. Bryant didn't want his morning to turn into a puff of smoke. Better to be quiet. Wordlessly he crouched down in front of the flowers starting to pick up the fruit peel trash.

"Bro, don't be on that. Get angry if you do....,"

Bryant looked up and looked up, glaring with a sharp look for the girl to be quiet. His hands were still busy cleaning up the mess, but there was a sense of the heartlessness of having to be cold on the actual flowers the age of the two of them could be said not to be far adrift.

God, got another big brother in ferocious fashion. Watch out later, if my marriage breaks down. Your savings abis make my wedding gift request.~batin Flowers smile relented.

Five minutes later. The floor is back clean. The fruit leather basket Bryant was carrying was the end result. The eyes were still sharp, making the flowers bow their faces.

"I'm going to throw the trash down, and you go to your room!" Bryant walked away from Bunga, not forgetting he closed the closet and locked it back.

"Bro!" call the flowers to stop Bryant's movement.

The man simply stopped without turning to look at the flowers.

"Did you remember your promise a year ago?" asked the flower slowly but clearly enough to be heard in Bryant's ears.

Flower's question, made Bryant change his position. "Which promise?"