Wife On Paper

Chapter 173 Master's Eating Weapon

Before arriving home, Adrian accidentally contacts Yulia's aunt to find out the position of the wife and what the woman is doing at this time.

Apparently the beautiful woman the wife of the owner of the company Ilyasa was in her room and preparing to take a shower.

It just so happened that after a few minutes, the man arrived home. So when he arrived, Ara would definitely not know of his arrival.

Adrian had prepared a surprise for the woman he loved. Surprise in order to apologize. Indeed, not yet home, the man is already exhausted if what he does will fail, or the woman he married feels at home to lash and buy time to forgive. Danger right?

Entering the towering high gate towards the main house, Adrian hummed softly. It was not his habit, but the man just wanted to dispel his nervousness. A new lifetime this time the man was upset just for doing very, very trivial wrong to the wife. Though trivial, Adrian knows he is hurting the woman he loves.

Aunt Yulia who heard the car of the master came, rushed over to welcome.

"My wife's still up?"

"Yes, Sir. I've made sure the madam is still in the bathroom" Aunt Yulia replied like a detective. He was so excited when the employer said it would surprise him.

"good. Prepare this, Bi." Adrian buys a meatball serving jumbo and asks aunt Yulia to serve it.

"This ... for the madam, sir?" Swallowing her saliva, Yulia's aunt asked to confirm the employer's wishes. Meatballs are famous spicy and even give whole chili in every circle of children meatballs in it. Although not everything, like mines so.

"We both. Why, Bi?"

"E ... Nothing, Sir. But ... This is spicy sir, stuffing it in_"

"I knew. Ara likes spicy and she has long wanted to go there but I haven't been able to drive her. There is no harm in me trying to make him happy," said Adrian who also imagined if the wife must be very happy to get this unexpected surprise.

"But, Master?"

"God ... Aunt, but-but keep going. It's okay, Bi.

Just a little." Adrian understands the concerns of the middle-aged woman who is as chatty as her mother.

Relieved by Adrian's explanation, Yulia's aunt rushed to the kitchen to prepare the food the master had bought.

As soon as possible Adrian to the gazebo gives a little touch of girly pink color combination of flowers and balloon love shape at that place. What a perfect dinner, that's what Adrian had in mind.

The man was helped by the assistant Eagle to finish it. Although they were not experts in such decoration, but they did not run out of sense. There are online mentors who are always ready to help, right? Who else if not YouTube.

In just ten minutes, everything that had been designed from the beginning was completed on time and quickly.

After that, Adrian went upstairs looking for the figure of the wife. Once there, the man breathed a sigh of relief as the wife seemed unfinished from her afternoon ritual.

The man regained his breath while recalling what he had learned from an internet site, about how to apologize and melt the wife's heart.

"Dear, I'm sorry. I ... I really don't know ... Hasss ... How was that?" The man rubbed his hair rough.

"Darling, I know I was wrong. I'm sorry ... That tie, that tie_"

"Grad ...." And there was what the man had learned.

"Darling, I thought you were still inside." Adrian was shocked to find his wife behind him. Suddenly his mind went everywhere, what if his wife had been there since then, and listened to his murmur.

But what power, instead of answering, his wife instead breezed past him just like that.

"Darling?" call Adrian gentle and friendly.

Silent.

And Adrian immediately undoes his intention to discuss something that is very sensitive.

The necktie.

The woman went to her dresser, ignored Adrian's call and sat down gracefully in front of her mirror.

"I've been waiting for you for dinner." Walking closer, Adrian actually hesitated to tear down the high wall created by his carelessness this morning.

"Beautiful dress, I'm waiting downstairs." Even just to steal a kiss, which the man used to do all this time if the wife was angry he paled. Adrian chose to cool his own heart, and tried to be patient with his wife's sulking attitude.

And also dispel his excessive worry about something that has not happened.

Adrian's After. Ara is not dressed like the person who will be invited to dinner. Wearing a dress with make up. Nah!

The woman looks casual. Short white t-shirt and jeans cut bray his favorite. And do not miss the ponytail hair with a thin powder brush and a natural lipstick color.

Yes, she is. That's the real Ara. He does not want to be someone else or imitate others just to cause liking in the people around him.

Ara deliberately, wanted to know the reaction of her husband to see her only using simple clothes.

Clothes are just identity, so is work and all the things that stick to a person's body. But the behavior and character of a person is the main thing.

In the back garden, in one of the gazebos that have been decorated in such a way. Adrian looked anxiously waiting for his wife.

It feels like a first date. But hey, wait! Did he ever have a first date with Ara? They were not masters and prisoners. Instead of thinking about dating. Their togetherness is only filled with work, work and eating together, and even eating in an apartment with a makeshift menu.

They are both Nobita and Doraemon. Because Ara always obeyed Adrian's orders however unreasonable. Suitable like Doraemon who willingly scrape his magic bag just for the sake of following Nobita's will.

Huh ... It was funny to remember those moments. I'd like to repeat it. But it's definitely something impossible. Because their relationship is far and far better now. There's no way Adrian would repeat something that hurt his woman, right?

But if you just remember him, it seems very happy.

The man took a long breath for a moment. Suddenly the pain ran through his chest. He felt guilty for his wife, who did not even demand that she be romantic like the other couple. Always accept him as he is. Including his son who even behaved badly to the woman.

Adrian raised his head, when he saw Ara coming. For what reason, the man smiled anxiously at the appearance of the wife who was relaxed without following the message earlier. Fix, his beautiful wife was sulking at god level.

The closer the distance between them, Ara's eyes fiddled at the gazebo where she used to chat in the afternoon with her husband, full of decorations like there was a special event to be celebrated today.

But the woman quickly took control of herself, putting on an ordinary facial expression because she did not want her husband to see her reaction.

Adrian took the initiative to invite, a little run enthusiastically the man took the hand of the wife, then brought her to sit there.

"What's this show?" ask Ara with the tone she made as flat as possible.

Afterwards, Yulia's aunt appears carrying a meatball serving of jumbo in her bathtub. The middle-aged woman even glanced seductively at the madam. He obeyed what the master's orders were right.

Ara surprise. Not only in the care of Yulia's aunt, but also what she served. "This ... When did you buy it?" Still with her forehead frowning in wonder, Ara stared alternately between Adrian and her favorite meatballs that were sitting in front of her.

"Thus. But don't eat it yet." Adrian's hand broke Ara's hand that almost touched the spoon next to him.

"It's a shame to just look at it, Mom. How can I be full?" said Ara quickly. The woman even swallowed her saliva many times resisting her urge to immediately devour it. His favorite food for a long time he did not enjoy, just because the husband with a myriad of busyness did not have time to accompany him to eat at his subscription meatballs.

"I'm glad you've talked a lot."

The deg!

What the fuck, just dime his heart. How could he forget if he was sulking just because of meatballs.

"Who said? I'm still the same. Don't forget about tonight, Mas stay in the study. Or else, let me just sleep there." The woman hit the war drums.

But surprisingly, Adrian did not protest or refuse. Because he realized, his wife was still always putting something forward. Whatisit? Love and love for Adrian. How did that guy know? Didn't Ara give a choice, Adrian had to sleep in his study or himself who moved there.

There were always frills behind her, no matter how angry she was with her husband. He never really thought about himself.

"Yes. I'm moving there tonight." Adrian answered calmly, then the man pulled something from behind his back.

A white rose that stands tall and fresh. Adrian knew for sure the wife would laugh at him, he was not a figure who often showered the woman with romantic acts like this. But there's no harm, no, in thwarting the ceasefire plan.

Ara received it, then unconsciously the woman approached then sniffed the scent of the beautiful white rose.

"The wind is like you. Someone I will always miss" Adrian said suddenly.

Ara pulled both corners of her lips. Learn where her husband put such romantic words together.

Then like an opium, Ara sniffed again and again without caring for Adrian who was waiting for his reaction.

"I like it."

"really? Then I'm forgiven, honey?" Adrian glared at Ara. He didn't think it would be this easy to apologize. He promised himself to treat the owner of the flower shop where he had bought it. Because it was mas-mas who chose white roses to express love and then apologized.

"I just said I liked it," Ara was silent for a moment. "If it's for that, I can't."

Duars!

Instantly Adrian's face folded again, but as much as possible not shown to his wife. Because war can really happen.

"I know, Honey. Don't think about it. Eat it," Adrian took a spoon to his wife. "Or, will I answer?"

Golden opportunity! Not taking off the white rose from his hand, Ara's sparkling face immediately nodded. Let it be, this whole day the man she loves spoils her.

One mouthful, two mouthfuls, Ara seemed happy. Besides because the meatballs are delicious, the spicy taste of the chili that accidentally chewed because it is not in every small meatball filled with whole chili, is amazing. Spicy and delicious, it is suitable to improve the mood of half-living.

"Mas eat too." Ara took a spoon and took the initiative to feed the husband.

"A little bit, yeah."

"Many is okay. Who'd help me spend it if it wasn't Mas." Without saying much Ara immediately put a spoon containing a few meatballs into Adrian's mouth.

One, two, three ... Adrian's face immediately flushed withstanding the spicy. Of the three meatballs that enter his mouth, only one does not contain chilli. It feels amazingly spicy and hot.

"Enak right? Yes again? I've had this much and Mas just a little ... Don't cheat!" said Ara who without calculation again immediately feed the husband with a few more grains.

It felt like waving a white flag to surrender, but that was not the power of an Adrian who was persuading his wife who was sulking. The man was seen several times downing his drink to the end. And his excruciating spiciness, still very pronounced at the tip of his tongue. Even now his nose is watering and there is a sensation of heartburn that just slipped in his stomach.

"Honey already. You're the one who spent it, I ...." The man could not continue his words. He only hissed as his hand held the area of his stomach.

"Mass?" Ara noticed Adrian's facial expression that was holding back the pain. He was so worried that he put his spoon away, then brought his body closer to Adrian.

"It's okay, honey. Don'worry. I'm fine, keep eating you."

"What's fine!? Pain like that. Let's just go inside." Ara poked Adrian's arm behind her neck and then pushed the man home.

"Sorry, Honey. I just ruined the mood, huh?" Amidst the heartburn, Adrian still had time to apologize to his wife.

"No! I was wrong, Mom. I forced you to eat" he said with a worried and guilty look. He who suffered from euphoria because he could enjoy spicy food with Adrian, to forget if the man could not eat spicy excessive.

"Bi, please make some warm tea for Master," cried Ara as she set foot in the living room.

Aunt Yulia was moved from the kitchen. The middle-aged woman who had known Adrian from childhood was shocked, seeing what happened to the employer as expected which was only considered wind then by Adrian earlier.

"Auntie to the top yes, drink it. I will take care of Mas Adrian first," said Ara cursory, because he accelerated his pace when he heard the husband more often hissing in pain.

"Switch ... Honey," said Adrian horrified. How not? They were on the stairs and were about to go up to the second floor. But his wife is like having super strength to be able to walk quickly while memapah Adrian as well.

Women are like none, yes. There is always something surprising, hidden within them.

"I hold you strong, Mas. Come on quick! You've been sweating like this." Ara who was very worried even went sweating and pale, but she was not the one who was sick.

Adrian just resigned. hold his heartburn that briefly wrapped around a moment lost making him not want to say anything if not necessary.

"Sit here." The pat on the bed then the woman helped the husband take off his blazer, his belt and even his shoes.

"Throw down," Adrian just kept silent, looking at the wife who moved nimbly to and fro. Put the blazer, arrange the pillow half-sitting, put the shoes away to the corner of the room and lastly take a warm drink from the top of the nightstand, made by Yulia's aunt.

"Mass? Down, you are sick." said Ara half-heighted, because the husband did not follow his orders.

"Darling ...."

"Later to speak. Drink the tea first. I went out to take medicine, yes," Ara said as she walked leaving her husband with a faint smile between the heartburn he was feeling.

"I love you, baby."