That Cold Girl is my boyfriend

Home Night

Not feeling the lesson has been completed, Putra saw the clock in his hand has shown at 11 more hours. He rushed from class to his car.

However, he became a husband for Lista. He's in charge of living Lista. Therefore he must also work to meet the needs of the birth of the wife.

While from a distance Diana stared at the departure of the Son with sadness. Her tears just flow.

"Ok spirit Di, men are not just sons in this world." Diana encouraged herself.

Arriving at the Son's office, he walked past the receptionist who greeted him there.

"Crazy for our new boss" said one of the receptions.

"Yes, the oppa korea cake," he replied while showing his idol on the phone.

"Lo yes, korea only. What's wrong with korea?" Ask.

"His good-looking boy, our boss's cake."

"Then keep going." Reception's menonyor his partner's head that just grinned.

Arriving in his room, he entered and changed into formal clothes not to forget he took out the pigora containing his wedding photo on the table.

Tok tok tok tok

"Lake in."

"Excuse me sir, I'm your new secretary. Recommendation from the big boss."

"Include your name."

"My name is Aira Anjarani. I studied at the University of Nusa Bangsa majoring in administration. I was recommended straight from college to be a father's secretary." Polite Aira.

"Hmm."

'Irit is the answer, the spirit of Ra.'

The clock continued to walk, after meeting his father earlier. The son was immediately preoccupied with the piled up files. The father said, "You must be diligent to work so that your wife does not starve." Papa Sigit himself had come home an hour ago.

"Don't you come home?" Aira asked stalely as she was giving the file that the Son had to deal with.

"Not yet, is this?"

"Yes sir, this is all." Aira replied as formally as possible. The 24-year-old girl was fascinated by her boss. He doesn't know if the son is 20.

"You can go home first, l, I'll finish this." Without seeing the Son speak.

"It's okay sir, I'm waiting for you to finish."

The son did not keep his hands and his eyes were still focused on the laptop and paper in his hands.

Drrrttt

The voice of the mobile phone made Putra turn her eyes to the source of the voice. The son smiled who called him.

Wy Wife❤ is calling...

"Hello darling"

Deg

"Darling, who is it, Mr Putra?" Aira asked who accidentally heard that.

"You're still in the office?" Ask the list from the right direction.

"Yes, there are still a lot of files I have to take care of." He answered while typing on his laptop keyboard.

"Have you been at half-eight in the night, Put, you didn't come home?" Ask Lista.

"Home home, it's over and I'm home. Wait okay." The son alluded to his smile hearing the worried tone from Lista.

"Don't nightfall, or you sleep outside." Threaten the List that makes the Son flounder. He was already used to hugging Lista while sleeping where he could.

"Okay I'll be home."

"Done it first, the important thing is not to go home at night."

"Hmmm, miss you." Lirih Putra stared at their wedding photo.

"Well to see you later."

"Hmm, don't forget to take the medicine. I'll try to get home before 8."

"Yes." Yeah."

Their phone calls were cut off. Aira who had heard the conversation had misbehaved herself.

"Why are you still here?"

"Anu sir, that I do not know if you already have a wife sorry before because I have put the same liking of the father earlier. Sorry sir," Aira lowered her head.

"I'm going to throw away my feeling of being the same father, just calm down." With an awkward laugh Aira.

"Yes. You can get out of here."

Aira nodded and resigned herself, Aira walked out of her boss room quickly.

"There was a time, when he was old." Gumam Putra's back.

*****

The son did not keep his word to go home at eight. The new son can finish his work at eight in less 3 minutes.

The car he was driving split the road to his house.

His arrival at the house Putra opened the door and still saw his mother who was holding Adel who was asleep and papa who was watching television.

"Where is my wife?" Ask Putra while greeting her parents.

"So permission up first, tired that's what he said." Mama answered while curling the princess' fine hair.

"Raclut? Why is Lisat tired?" Ask Son.

"So he wanted to help mama nyiram the plant behind the house, you know it's summer."

"Okay, thanks mom, son to the room first." The son walked to his room

Chequek.

"Assalamu'alaikum baby, I'm home." Greetings Son, the first thing is Lista who seanf leaning on the headboard mattress with a book in his hand.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, just came home hmm?" Tanya Lista closed the book she was reading and got off the bed and approached the husband.

Cups

"Sorry to be home tonight." The son drew Lista in his arms and gave a sweet kiss.

"What matters is that you're home."

"I'm ready for a warm bath." Lista passed towards the bathroom, he poured the therapeutic scent there.

"The water is ready, you can take a shower immediately" said Lista. Suah's son took off his shirt and suit until it showed his upper body.

Grep

"Mandi yuk." Invite the Son who had hugged Lista until the woman's face hit his chest.

"I took a shower, I want to rest."

Lista replied with a smile, before letting go of that hug Lista kissed her husband's chest.

"Keep kissing again." Temptation of the Son just after Lista kissed his chest short.

"Him own husband too."

"Kiss again." His ink pointed at his lips and unceasingly stale Lista immediately kissed the lips of the Son.

"But shower." The son obediently entered the bathroom.

It was not until 15 minutes that the Son came out of the bathroom wearing only a towel that covered the bottom.

"Wear your clothes, '" Lista has prepared clothes for her husband.

Shamelessly the Son opened the towel that covered under it and put on his pants.

"His book?"

"Serah yank, keep bobo." Spoiled Son draws his wife to sleep.

"A really big fat hmm?" Tanya Lista stroked the hair of the husband who was hugging her tightly.

"Hmm, you also said your mama was tired of watering plants behind the house?"

"I'm not really doing anything."

Unknowingly their conversation continued until half-time at 10 p.m.

"Yuk sleeps at night, he said tired."

"Gsk can sleep, if not you sus*in your big baby first." The son whines like a child.

"Hmmm promise yes, keep sleeping," the son nodded.

Finally they fell asleep with the Son who had positioned himself as a suckling saint in his wife's chest.

Seriate