Small Wife CEO

Chapter 120

And now, here they are. They were in front of one of the famous restaurants in the city, after a long time around according to Bumil who wanted to go around. Starting from the playground to the park in the city center.

“Site.” Already repeatedly Faishal persuaded his favorite mustard seeds to immediately go down. Worm worm in Faishal's stomach has been protesting for intake.

Sheila who was invited down was very stupid. And now behold, Sheila even had a chest. “Syeila don't want.” Syeila sulked by throwing her face to the side.

“Gosh baby. What does hem want? To the Malem market?” well on target. Sheila sulks because Faishal does not comply with his desire to go to the night market.

Sheila immediately turned around, then nodded with an adorable face expectantly.

Faishal sighed, “You're not tired of hem? Did we go around Yang?”

“But the baby's grandpa wants to go to the night market Yang.”

“That's again the reason,” Faishal's inner grumbling indistinctly, before continuing his speech, “Okay. Later we go to the night 'but we fill the stomach first huh?”

Sheila nodded excitedly, as her husband again complied with her wishes. “Ayok darling. Cepet down,” invite Syeila. If Faishal had wanted to hurry to eat, now replace Sheila. Syeila really can't wait for the night market.

“Yes dear, ayook.” Faishal grabbed Sheila's hand. Arriving at the restaurant, Faishal said, “What do you want to eat?”

“I want a beef Aja Yang? Drink warm lemon tea.”

“Oke.” After making her choice, Faishal ordered food.

Finished eating dinner, Faishal took Sheila to the Night Market.

“Honey we go home Yes?”

“Nanggung is the One. We have arrived here,” reject Sheila.

“But many dear.” Sheila chuckled at it, “Yaiyalah Yang, right the night market is not a grave hihihi.” Understandably, Faishal's babang for life has never come to the night market. Different from Sheila. Although Syeila seems plain spoiled and mami children, but sheila has been to the night market several times.

Faishal finally gave up. Before getting out of the car, Faishal rolled his clothes up to his arm. Sheila who saw her husband, immediately grabbed her husband's arm. Then they walked through the night market.

Although this is not a weekend, but the night market is never empty of visitors. Many young people are milling about.

“Wahhh, Sheila seneng. We're like girlfriend guys, huh Which?” Sheila smiled broadly at her husband. Faishal is also the same, “But we are married darling.”

With the rest of Syeila said, “Ya no papa. Married a girlfriend may also.”

“Yang, it's no grilled corn. Syeila wants to buy Yang, yuk there.” Sheila took Faishal around looking for snacks, such as grilled corn and did not forget the crab. I don't know, Sheila really likes crab snacks.

And here comes Sheila and Faishal. They sat on a bench that was reserved for the visitors. Many young people also sat down.

Oh yes, FYI. Sheila is no longer wearing a high school uniform. Just out of the office, Faishal took Sheila to the boutique first.

“Nak Yang?” ask Syeila on the side.

“Iya tasty.” Faishal also ate the snack that had been bought by Sheila. Ahhhh Faishal is feeling young again. Because honestly, he never walked to a place like this. Most stuck to the restaurant or mall, and occasionally to the club.

After the snacks, Faishal and Sheila went back around. Sheila was very happy, feeling like a dating person. "So sweeeet," Inner Sheila bungah.

“That's already ten and a half hours, we go home Yuk.” with Faishal. Syeila who was also time conscious, finally nodded, “Yuk Yang. But next time here again yes Yang.”

“Iyaaaaa.”

Arriving at the apartment, Faishal immediately cleaned himself up. But suddenly there was a tiny hand reaching him. “Why The?” Seen Syeila who made the face as clear as possible. “Mi.” Engine

“Haaa?” Faishal wished to hear wrongly. “Syeila laper again The. Want Mi kuah taste of chicken soto. But you are masakin Yaaaaang.”

Faishal has to be really patient, “You're really hungry?” Syeila nodded with a glowing face.

“Hmhaaaah, okay. I want to wash my face before making Mi.” Syeila nodded happily.

Finished Faishal made noodles, coinciding with Sheila who had finished some clean. “This Is, mi nya.” Faishal put noodles and drinks on the table in front of Sheila who happened to be sitting on the sofa.

“Waaah, thank you very much Yang. Sheila is in love.”

“Oh yes, if you want to sleep, just sleep first Yang, surely you are tired,” continued Syeila who has started eating.

Faishal smiled smirk, “Ngak Yang, I nemenin you eat first.”

“Enak only, from noon already I participated, time can not pay?” faishal continued, but in my heart. Haha.

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TB