The Beloved Barbaric Wife of the CEO

Dream house

After a long journey, they arrived at a luxurious mansion with a spacious courtyard. A magnificent house with a garden decorated with so many types of flowers. From roses, jasmine, hibiscus, tulips to orchids, everything is beautifully arranged and beautiful in the yard. Not to mention the green grass of Swiss type, spread out along the eye to see. A beautiful view welcomes their arrival.

Swallowing the saliva, Litania gasped with her eyes widened to make sure what she saw was real. A three-story house with an area of over a thousand square meters, stood firmly in front.

"It's so big this house."

Litania's tawdry soul is back. He had unknowingly gaped until Chandra was anxious and deliberately flanked his lips with his index and middle fingers.

"Can't be his usual expression," ledek Chandra who obviously can't resist the tickle of an invisible stomach. A smile was clearly engraved on her brown lips which were slightly blackish.

"Ck! Just interrupt it." Litania's pink lips curl up a little, but it goes back to the original mode. He was again amazed, unceasingly gnawing in amazement. Only this time involved a house so large with white dominates and super wide glass into the window. Even the luxurious furniture and furniture that was inside was clearly visible. So special. Different from most homes.

"Why are you amazed?" ask Chandra.

Shaking her head, Litania still couldn't believe there was such a good house. "Wah .. This is the most predictable house I've ever seen. Whose house, anyway? It's huge."

Finally, the question of the Litania kepo sparked as well. He quickly opened his seatbelt and got out of the car. Rotating the body with stretched hands, do not forget also the smile was perfect. It was as if he wanted to blend in with that beautiful nature.

Not wanting to waste the opportunity, he rogoh pocket jeans length. Capture yourself with photos of the background of the house and the large yard.

Czech, chekrek, chekrek. Ten photos have been saved in the device gallery. "Bang Chandra, let's go down! I'd like to meet the same one who owns the house."

Excited, even so excited, the girl who wore a purple T-shirt fitting the body with a pink hat on the head instead looks tacky. Plus the installment behavior makes anyone wonder and laugh. "Come on a spit," he whined again.

"Yes, stop." Chandra opens the seat belt that is still coiled around the waist. Approaching the girl while clasping the hand— united their five fingers. "Let's go in, he says he wants to meet the same one who has a house."

"But—"

Actually Litania was uncomfortable with the physical touch that Chandra lay, but back on their agreement last night you'll start everything from scratch. Whether we are uncomfortable or not, like it or not, he will try to accept the fact that he is married. A legitimate husband who has no doubt of his validity. Both on earth and sky.

"Ye .. even dumb. Come spiel. He said he wanted to meet the same one who owns the house." Chandra repeats the word. He pulled Litania to follow his broad steps.

Grinned horse—like a madman, Litania followed Chandra's foot swing to enter the mansion.

"Whose house is this, anyway. I also want to have a home like this. Look, the yard is really wide. It must be exciting to play a chase with children," he said after turning the head—look back to the page.

Stopping the move, Chandra stares at Litania's bewildered face with a smirk full of lewdness. "It's still afternoon, you see. I'm talking about children. Just so if it's a little maleman," said Chandra who sounded ambiguous in the ear of Litania. Crunchy oddities followed his words.

Frowning, Litania massage her temples. "I mean—" Litania's speech stopped. A figure of an old man in a white T-shirt with tree scissors in hand, was shoved towards them.

"Sorry, Den, I didn't know Den Chandra was here this afternoon."

"Yes, not pa-pa, Mang. I can do it myself, really." Chandra answered kindly. He turned his head, facing Litania who was knitting eyebrows. "Why? Shocked?"

Smiling warmly, Ujang the grizzled old man in his fifties thinned his lips on the two masters. "If so, I say goodbye, Den. The garden behind me is not finished. If you need help, call me." Turn your heels slowly. Ujang bowed respectfully before finally leaving them.

"J-so ru-house be-large this belongs to ...." Litania suddenly stuttered. Even to finish one sentence alone he had swallowed saliva many times.

Shaking slowly, Chandra then turned the heel, leaving Litania who still had many questions on her mind. "No, this is our home. The house that our children will fill later" said Chandra relaxed while opening the big door of the house.

Stunned, Litania sculpted. His feet suddenly limp and unconsciously his hands rest on a large door handle painted white. It was as if all his energy had evaporated out of nowhere. Only the eyes can still operate—mengerjap many times.

One sec.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Litania has been able to control herself. He jumped up and hugged Chandra from behind. Happy body to hold the man. "This is really our home?" hysterical repeat.

"Yes, I bought this house two years ago. The house will also be yours. The house where we stay if we come here again."

Removing the hand that was still hanging around the waist, Chandra looked at Litania while commenting on the warm smile. Thin lips that make Litania's chest began to return to acting— berbabuh quickly. Oh, geez. Soo is so sweet, anyway, Inner Litania.

"Now, let's go up. You take a shower, we'll have dinner." Riding step by step, Chandra guides Litania to step as well as walk the stairs.

"But I don't bring a change of clothes."

Holding both sides of Litania's shoulders, Chandra said steadily, "There, I've prepared everything. Now you come in. I'll wait here."

"Ah, which is true? How did you not say?" lontar Titania's.

"Udah, don't ask too many questions. Cepetan go in and take a shower. Your clothes are in a paper bag on top of the nightstand."

"OK, ready, Boss." Prancing like a child who had gotten candy, the young girl left her husband in the room.

Again, the netra Litania again sparkled after seeing the room decoration that was no less luxurious than the room of a queen. White shades still dominate the space's arbitrator. "Well, I turned out to be a rich man. It's like being the empress of an old prince, ha-ha-ha ...." Litania laughed crisply and then continued to say, "It turns out there's no harm in the marriage and the bangkotan."

The euphoria was so obvious on his white face. Happy, that's what Litania feels. Having an old husband is not always a loss. Even fortunate. Chandra is an adult male figure who is always able to compensate for his childish attitude. At least that's what he's realized since last night's kidnapping incident.