Small Wife CEO
chapter 63
“Darling, that's just an okay myth. Let your handsome husband eat first. Here you also have dinner.” And Faishal immediately poured his rice and side dishes on the plate.
On the other hand, Sheila gave a sharp glance at Faishal's words and without much Sheila said,”Serah!”
Blams.
Faishal fell silent stiffly hearing the slamming of their room door, then stroked his chest when he remembered something and muttered, “Gosh, horror also turns out that today again the arrival of his monthly guests!”
Lost already appetite Faishal arrived, after hearing the slam of the door earlier. Then Faishal went to the room.
Because the bathroom was being used by Syeila, Faishal finally decided to take a bath in the bathroom near the kitchen.
Twenty minutes later, Faishal had finished his bath. When Faishal headed to the room, he saw Sheila who was sitting with her at the dining table.
Faishal was happy, because Sheila wanted to wait for him to have dinner together, then muttered inwardly, “Ahhh, pleased. Seems like my mustard seeds have not sambek anymore.”
No wonder what!, This mah Sheila from earlier grumbled not clearly with pursed lips say all kamit kamat because Om Fai his beloved old beneeeer.
And it was not long before Faishal stepped into the dining room, and do not forget, a thin smile was clearly plastered on Faishal's face.
However, Faishal had not yet landed his buttocks to the chair, Sheila was already nyerocos first. “What's the matter? Said hungry? The bath was long. Syeila has been waiting since. Sheila was confused, baby was like a virgin, a long bath, huh.”
Sheila snorted at the end of her sentence.
Yes, this is how Syeila if again the arrival of her moon guests. Sensitive masyaallaah, make people around him go smoothly. It's so easy his emotions are overflowing.
On the other hand, Faishal who heard his wife's nagging just blinked his eyes a few times holding back an amused.
Funny face sawinya seeds if again nagging with pursed lips resisting annoyance.
Especially with her cheeks. Uhhh cute. Faishal really wanted to pinch the skin like the bakpao.
But Faishal still knew the situation and conditions so Faishal held back his desire by answering, “Iya dear, sorry yes.”
“Huh,iya Sheila sorryin, jangn repeated yes the.”
Jeez, Faishal gawks at himself. The goal is to say sorry so that Syeila does not extend the business, uh instead say do not be harmed.
What not to repeat is a long bath or make mustard seeds wait huh? Ah I don't know, but Faishal kept answering, “Iya darling.”
After Faishal's words, it was seen that Sheila had gone silent and started eating her food. Huh, finally dinner too. Such was the more or less inner Faishal who felt relieved.
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It is true, Syeila if again the arrival of her moon guests, her mood will rise and fall. When Syeila was in fierce fashion, now it looks like Sheila is in calm mode.
Evidently, now Faishal and Syeila are in the room with Faishal's position curled up to sleep on his mustard thighs. Sheila had just finished reading her article, and seemed to be busy with her HP.
“Iya,” said Syeila without distracting her from her HP.
“Still long hem read the article?” faishal asked with his face covered with Syeila's face.
“Ih, which. Not gini, though. Amused tau!”
“Hehe Yes. Still long hem reading?” Now it was no longer pinning its face on Sheila's stomach, but her stocky hands were possessively coiled in Sheila's slender belly.
“Udah. But I'm still downlod the Noveltoon app that.”
“Noveltoon?”
“Iya the Noveltoon.”
“Create what, Noveltoon app?”
“Oh, I want to read Novel. Cici said in the Noveltoon application a lot of good novels are good, free again, just need a quota aja.” Sheila has opened the application and is looking for a novel that is interesting.
“Gosh babe.” Gemes himself Faishal.
At the beginning of the marriage has been told not to read the novel, fearing it will affect the genitals of the seeds if you read a lot of novels, but it turns out, the seeds are not at all reckless.
Faishal immediately sat down and snatched away the HP held by Sheila.
“Yang!” meek Syeila who was upset with her husband.
Without understanding the screeches from Sheila, Faishal immediately read the plastered HP, “Om, Love Me! Jeez, what title an nih.”
As fast as lightning Faishal faced Sheila and said back,” Yang, do not read the novel. See the title is already strange gini, let alone intronya.”
Faishal cleared his throat before reading the intro of the novel, “Ehem, this story is not about the CEO nor about the Mafia, but this story about Om Om 33 and a 17th-female immature 17th-female teenager with Om Om who happens to look like artist Shawn Mendes, Curious, yuk cap cuz. Look, weird. Just read the intronya aja, I am already amused myself!”
Sheila frowned confused,” Geli how the hell, this story is almost like ours. The girl called him Om.”
Faishal did not accept his wife's remarks, which equated their story with Novel. Then Faishal said, “Sama kayak how? Different times that. It's about Om Om.”
“Well, is that not Om Om?” Skakkk!, Faishal came to his abis after hearing Syeila's words, while Sheila held back the laughter of noticing her words just now.
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