Wilson and Tisya

Chapter 1

Now two men with different personalities are already in the same room. The atmosphere in the room seemed quiet as usual, there was a map ready to be signed, but it seemed that was what made the atmosphere become quiet.

"Are you sure of your decision?"

Many times the man with the eyes asked the same question.

"Yes, doctor, I'm sure!"

The man with glasses either has how many times to fix the hair ties, it is not too long but he prefers to tie his hair. He did not want until his hair was disturbing the comfort of his little son.

"It's not just you, it's your wife! Are you sure you can handle it? She's too spoiled?" again he assured his brother-in-law that he wished he would sign it.

"Very sure doctor sir, I just want the family I built to depend on nothing!"

"It's up to you, but don't push back when you're in desperate need or I'll give it to your kids later!"

"Sure sir, sure!"

"Well, now you can go!"

"Good night sir!"

The man immediately left the room, this was already more than hours of work. It was only today that he entered work after the incident that befell him and also his wife. The perpetrator turned out to be the adoptive son of his wife's grandfather.

His steps again stopped when he passed by his mother-in-law who also happened to be there, this has not even been two weeks the wife of his boss gave birth who is also his wife's nephew. What a complicated relationship.

"Ma ....!" he said to the beautiful woman he used to accidentally hate.

The woman seemed to be frowning, it was already very late but the daughter-in-law was still wandering around, "You're here?"

"Yes ma, there was a little need with the doctor master!"

"If at home don't call me master, it doesn't taste good, he's your brother-in-law!" madam Tania warned him.

Wilson simply smiled, "Yes ma, sorry Wilson isn't used to it!"

"Couldn't he come?"

"No, he said he was a little bit unwell!"

"She must be the ulcer, love this medicine, usually she always take it!" said Ms. Tania while giving a bottle of medicine that is usually taken by her daughter, she always takes it everywhere because she also has a history of ulcers.

"Thank you ma, then Wilson's going home first!"

"Yes be careful on the road, Greetings to Tisya yes!"

"Good night ma!"

Wilson immediately left the house, entering his parked car in front of the house. Wilson is used to getting everything out of his hard work. He did not want others to think that he married Tisya because he was the younger brother of his superior.

The sky was a little dark, drizzling rain flushed the city, the streets looked wet even though the rain was not so heavy. In the middle of the street he saw a toast shop that was still open, his lips smiling as if finding something.

He sidestepped his car and stopped right in front of the toast seller.

"The toast pack is one yes, which tastes chocolate the same as strawberries!" he said to the toast seller.

"Well, wait a minute!"

"Yes!"

Wilson also chose to sit near the toast seller so as not to rain, although only a small speck but if it stays too long surely his clothes will also get wet.

His eyes observed the streets that were not too crowded, probably because of the rain so people were lazy to travel if not too important.

"Mas, already!"

Ahhh, after waiting for ten minutes finally the order so as well.

"How many sir?" wilson asked as he received the package of toast.

"Twenty-five thousand mas!"

...//Tis, I'm on the road, what message will I buy you all home?//...

Wilson sent the message, it didn't take long and there was a notification of the incoming message, Wilson quickly reopened his phone.

...//Anything, again males think//...

Wilson smiled as he read the message, "Basic, just ask for a message!" muttered.

Finally after taking the change, Wilson rushed back into the car to avoid getting wet.

The car was back on the road, the more heavy rain was seen from the car glass that was getting blurry, Wilson immediately turned on the glass cleaner so that the road could be seen.

Only fifteen minutes finally arrived in front of his house. The lights are still on, it's a sign his wife hasn't slept.

After putting his car in the garage, Wilson finally got in with the spare key he had brought.

"I'm home ....!"

"Why did you come home last night?"

Wilson was so surprised, he did not realize that Tisya was standing in the living room while folding his hands in front of his chest.

"Sorry, the talk with the doctor was too serious, so it was night!" wilson said with a sinless face.

Hehhhhh

Tisya sighed and sat back down on the sofa. Not because he was upset at staying for too long but for him being at home alone was scary, he did not even dare to go anywhere since the sky was dark. Especially outside when it rains.

"Why sit?" wilson asked when he saw his wife sitting down.

"What should I do?"

"You don't see, my clothes are wet!"

"Continue?" tisya asked as he frowned, "What should I do?"

"It's not romantic!" grouch Wilson.

"Forget over!" Wilson just passed by while putting toast on the table.

"Why is he angry? Shouldn't I be the one getting angry?" muttered Tisya while scratching his head which was actually not itchy.

"Anehhhh ...!"

Tisya chose to bring the toast to the kitchen and opened yes, his nose continued to rise smelling the tempting aroma of toast.

"I didn't eat it again!" he muttered slowly his hand began to switch a piece of toast but was immediately restrained by someone's hand.

Tisya immediately turned his head to his side, her husband was already standing next to her in a different shirt. Looks like Wilson just changed his clothes without taking a shower first.

"What the hell is Wil!?" his protest was when he could not take the bread that was already in front of his tongue.

"When you eat wait for me!" protesting Wilson, he sat down and pulled the plate. Inevitably Tisya sat back down and looked at Wilson expectantly.

"I want to!" he said with his face made as sweet as possible.

The real Wilson just pretended to be angry it couldn't go against his wife's sweet face, it seemed like it was his current weakness, he said,

"Open your mouth!" his orders and Tisya smiled then opened his mouth wide. Wilson had prepared a piece of bread for his wife.

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