Bakery love story
First time visit

After making a decision, Aksan told his family the place he had chosen for their vacation.

"I've decided we're going on holiday in Bali." Aksan.

"Bali?". Say they're all compact. Aksan nodded.

"How's it?"

"Papa agrees" said his father.

"I agree too" Bella said.

"Mama come along" Hanna said.

I have never been to Bali.

Anindira imagined herself on a beautiful beach there.

"Darling?" Aksan asked the dreamy Anindira, they were all waiting for his answer. Anin also realized, they all looked at him. he was embarrassed because again found being daydreaming more precisely fantasizing.

"I agree" said the spirit. Aksan smiled as he stroked his head.

- - -

Aksan and Anindira were already inside the room, getting ready for bed.

"You're happy we're going to Bali?". Aksan asked who was lying down while hugging his wife. Anindira smiled and nodded.

"I've never been there".

"really?" Anindira nodded again.

"My husband?"

"Hm"

Anindira wakes up taking her phone on the nightstand, she opens the internet and searches for something there and shows it to her husband.

"Look, she's a famous model, her name is Zoya." Aksan glanced at his wife as if he knew the direction of Anindira's conversation. Aksan pulled her back into his arms.he was busy kissing Anindira's hair which was very fragrant to him.

"My husband saw this" Anindira tried to show the photo to Aksan.

"What are you doing Anindira?"

"Look at me first." Aksan also saw his wife's phone featuring a photo of a model named Zoya.

"Nobody is prettier than my wife."

He said then put Anindira's phone and hugged her back. Anindira was silent at the words of her husband.he smiled in Aksan's arms.

- - -

Daytime at the Bread Shop.

A man was standing looking at the building with a mirror in front of him.The man entered followed by another man who had just arrived after parking his car.

Ting.

"Welcome, sir." Greet Chika lower her head.

"Where's my wife?".

Chika then looked towards the person.

"Mr Aksan" Chika said in surprise.

"Where is my wife Anindira?"

"There's a back, sir".

Wow very handsome. only this time I saw Mr. Aksan directly, all this time I only saw from the business magazine. uh that behind him is also handsome.

Inner Chika. he continued to look at the handsome creatures in front of him. Until the loud deheman voice of a man behind Aksan realized, the man was none other than Malik.

"Eh, wait a minute sir, let me call you."

"No, just take me back"

"Okay sir, come."

Aksan and Malik followed Chika to the room where the bread was made.

Anindira was taking out the bread from the grill. "Perfect" he said gladly because the bread was beautifully fluffy, the texture and maturity were just right and the aroma was fragrant.

"Sir, Lord Aksan is coming" Chika said to Anin who was watching her freshly cooked bread.

"Ah you are Chik". Anindira said as she smeared something on the still hot bread, turning her back to them.

Anindira thought Chika was just joking, she could not believe that Aksan had come to visit her at her shop.

"Dear." The cold voice of a man he was very familiar with sounded. Anindira immediately turned around and sure enough her husband was standing there.he was surprised because Aksan had never come to his shop before.

"My husband?"

"What are you doing? didn't you promise to just monitor? why do you bother making bread like this." The mood became quiet. Anindira did not answer.he promised not to do anything. All the employees who were there looked down.The cold began to feel.

"Are the officers here less? do I need to add a new employee?" Still silent, for some reason Anindira felt afraid, he seemed to be caught doing wrong.

Aksan sighed harshly. "Dry".

Anindira approaches. "I just don't want you to be exhausted". His words cupped Anin's face after Anindira was in front of him.

"Do you keep a change of clothes here?" Anindira nodded.

"Reply replace, we'll get out."

"Well" they went to Anindira's room upstairs.

Aksan waited for Anindira who was changing clothes while enjoying some freshly served bread. He admitted that the bread was delicious.

Secretary Malik is waiting in front.

"How many employees are there?, are all female employees here?" Malik asked Chika who was serving some bread and coffee at the table.

"Please Mr"

"Taste it, sir."

Chika also began to explain about this bakery and answered questions Malik. Malik listened while tasting his bread.

Terrific Miss. Inner Malik after hearing the story of Anindira from Chika, he was bearded while continuing to eat his bread.

He said he didn't like bread but he was three.

Inner Chika.

- - -

After Anindira finished changing her clothes, now they were in the car, heading to a restaurant. she was wearing a purple knit shirt with white trousers. that was the only shirt he ever kept in his shop.

"Where are we going my husband?"

"Lunch on." Anindira was astonished, Tumben Aksan invited her to lunch together.

"From now on we'll have lunch together every day." Aksan's words pulled Anindira to lean against his shoulder.

"My husband, why didn't you tell me first if you wanted to come?"

"Why?, if I came all of a sudden, would I know what you're doing there."

"What can I do there" he murmured.

After arriving at the restaurant they immediately enter and sit on a chair that has been booked in advance by Malik's secretary.

Anindira looked at the menu book in confusion, she did not understand all the food in the menu because all the French food menu.

"What message do you want, baby?" Ask Aksan. Anindira shook her head.

"There aren't any hitches?"

Aksan laughed at his wife's words. "Honey, this is a French restaurant.where there is a hodgepodge." Finally, Anindira ordered the same order as her husband.

After he finished eating Aksan took out a black card and gave it to Anindira.

"What's this?"

"That's a black card, you can buy anything with that card."

"Well, it's like this card, no-limit card." Anin muttered while watching the card in his hand.

"But my husband, I can't take it."

"I'm your husband, I have to give you a living and fulfill all your needs.say it's my living."

"But I don't know what to use this card for."

"Buy clothes with that card"

"But my clothes are full of pollution."

"Buy the closet with the card." Anindira laughs.

"Buy all your needs with that card." Aksan said again.

"But all my needs have been met by my husband."

"Don't refuse." Aksan said while glaring.

"All right"

Actually I'm afraid this card is gone. I have to keep it carefully.

"Let's come with me to the office." Aksan said

"To the office?, but what am I going to do there?"

"You just have to sit with me to work."

Actually Anindira refused to follow Aksan to his office, surely many people will notice him later because he is the wife of the boss of the company's owner. but after thinking about it he could meet with Kanaya later there, he finally decided to come along.

In the car.

"How do I look? how is my outfit?," Anindira is not confident with her appearance, she is afraid to make Aksan embarrassed. she looks up on her phone and picks up the lipstick in her bag.

"Why are you dressing up. Who do you want to tease with your red lips?" Aksan said immediately grabbed the lipstick he was wearing.

"My husband, I don't want to embarrass you with how I look".

"What are you saying, you're beautiful."

"really?"

Aksan put the lipstick and the phone back in the bag and then he approached and kissed Anindira's lips. Anindira widened her eyes and hit her husband's chest.Aksan could kiss her at a time like this.

"What are you doing my husband?" Anin asked annoyed after Aksan let go of his kiss.

"There's Malik's secretary here." His whisper while glancing forward.

"He didn't see, he was driving." His words relaxed while Malik who accidentally saw the scene just swallowed his saliva was rough.

"Your red lips are very tempting."

Anin took a tissue and wiped the lipstick on the tip of her lips, then wiped the lipstick attached to her husband's lips.

After getting out of the car, Aksan immediately embraced Anin's waist cordially.all eyes were on them. Anindira smiled at all of them, while Aksan did not care about everyone's gaze.

they walked towards the special elevator for the President and important people.

"What is Mr Aksan's wife?".

"Beautiful yes, if so I sincerely release my heart, Mr. Aksan with the sweet Miss".

"From his face it looks like he's nice". "the faces of good people are like that." the staff and employees whispered and commented.

Secretary Malik just finished parking his car. The atmosphere of the lobby that had been noisy became quiet when he came.

Connect. . .