Big Boss Wife
Chapter 46

The man who used to piss me off is now wrapping his hands around my stomach. Even his nose started to sniff my hair, if I didn't close my eyes, maybe we were fighting with our mouths right now.

"Ra, I love to hug you like this, you don't get up." Brother Zayn kissed my shoulder, making me feel very amused and goosebumps. Is this a dream or is it real?

"Ra, you know, I really don't like you being approached by other men, even if it's Zayyan. But Ra, in my heart there's still a bit of feeling for other women. Am I selfish, Ra." Now Brother Zayn got rid of the hair that covered my neck, and suddenly he licked my neck and sucked it hard.

"Mr …." I couldn't help the tingling sensation that spread all over my body to my brain.

Brother Zayn put his lips away from my neck. Then, he rubbed my shoulders many times, perhaps meaning so that I could go back to sleep soundly.

“You like yes, touched gini. If you wake up, you will be angry. I think I've started to love you Ra. A little more, be patient a little more, I will completely remove the name of the woman from my heart.” I feel like Brother Zayn is peeping at my forehead. Then, slowly he started to move away and put the roll back behind my back.

Did he seriously say all that? Is my love not clapping anymore?

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As a woman, especially with the status of a wife inherent in me, I am used to serving all the needs of Kak Zayn, from opening my eyes, to closing my eyes again. Of course, there's something I've never done, especially if it's not about the bed. To this day, we have never done what husband and wife should have done.

My first task this morning, preparing work clothes for Kak Zayn, then heading to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Because I have not bathed and sultry, I roll my hair up so as not to interfere with cooking activities. Even so sultry this morning, I took off my pajamas and only used a tanktop.

My cooking is ripe, and I'm currently cooking water to make coffee.

“Ra, what are you cooking?” Brother Zayn is suddenly standing behind me. 

Since when was she in the kitchen, and why was she standing behind me like this?

“Em, sausage fried rice. Brother Zayn why is he here?” I answered a little bit.

“Pengen see you cook, tumben very wear gini clothes.” Brother Zayn touched my shoulder with both hands.

Brother Zayn untied my hair, making me reflexively turn to him. Brother Zayn turned my body.

“You deliberately want to wake up Juna?” ask Brother Zayn who now brings his face to my face.

“Juna who the hell, from yesterday talking about the Juna continue.” I snatched the hair rope that was taken by Brother Zayn.

“Do you want to meet him.” Brother Zayn looked behind me and pulled my body. “Awas!” Brother Zayn turned off the stove. “Be careful, Ra.. You want to burn this apartment?” Brother Zayn nagged.

“So Kak Zayn why bother me in the kitchen gini?” I snatched the pot that Brother Zayn was holding, fortunately it was not charred, only very little water was left.

“You are also strange, there is a water cooking dispenser anyway?”

“Coffee, if served with boiling water cooked directly it tastes better, Kak,” I replied. Then I poured the water into a cup filled with coffee and sugar, luckily the remaining water fit the glass.

Brother Zayn then sat at the dining table in the form of a mini bar. Then I prepared the fried rice that I had cooked before Kak Zayn.

“Ra, if you are out, do not tie your hair, yes,” Kak Zayn said before enjoying his breakfast.

“Although why?” I don't understand what Kak Zayn's words mean.

“Just don't be tied, parsed aja, let you not be ashamed later.”

Huh huh? Embarrassed? Shame why? Did he do anything to shame me into tying my hair up?

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