BOUND BY THE WRONG MARRIAGE
Perfect Woman

As he continued walking Bastio observed in every corner of his room with a feeling of disbelief but also curiosity.

"Am I dreaming? why is my house so clean, Huuuum, the smell of cooking, who's cooking in my house? feeling no one knows my apartment but the people closest to me." He said as he continued walking towards the kitchen, enjoying the aroma of cooking.

"Hmmmmm, what's with my head? even my brain is full of Santi." His mumble in his heart Seraya looked at Santi's cooking back, but he didn't realize it was really the real Santi.

Bastio smiled widely, though he thought in front of him was just Santi's shadow. Santi was cooking for dinner for both of them.

Bastio really did not realize that in front of him was his wife.even he could-can imagine, was walking on the ground with a smile and loosened his tie approached his wife then hugged her from behind and kissed her throat there. Santi who realized getting hugs and kisses from her husband smiled and looked back at her husband's face with a cheerful smile.Santi then hit her husband's hand slowly so that her husband let go of his embrace, because her husband's embrace of course interferes with her cooking activities. getting a small blow from his wife instead of releasing his embrace even more in his arms tightly and launch a kiss attack repeatedly all over the face and throat, he said, and of course it made Santi feel amused and made them both laugh crisply there. because finally Santi finished cooking he then turned off the stove and then took a fork and stabbed the fork into one of the food that had just cooked. and gave to her husband to taste. Santi blows food that is on the fork that He holds and feeds it to her husband in a position still in cuddling. What a very romantic atmosphere is not it? and even every person who is married must crave things like this.

"Ck, just fantasizing." Decakakya Seraya whirled her body about to go to her room.

"Home home? why didn't you tell me?" Santi asked who finished cooking and was about to put her food on the dining table.

Bastio who heard Santi's question, immediately stopped his steps and intended to turn his body back.

"Am I dreaming? just now I was imagining it, now why did the voice appear?" He murmured in his heart by continuing to think.

"Why don't you answer me, are you still angry?" Ask again while walking past Bastio who is still standing in his position because of doubt by bringing food dishes and putting them on the dining table.

"It is impossible if dreaming or fantasizing can smell his scent as well as the aroma of his cooking." He said again, still dumbfounded and watching his wife with a blank look.

The food Santi brought was his last meal. After Santi prepared some food at the dinner table, Santi approached her husband, then as usual she did her job of grabbing the bag in her husband's hands and helping him open his coat. from here Bastio only realized that the woman in front of him is really his wife is not just a dream or fantasy.

"I took a shower?" She said as she passed leaving her husband who was still dumbstruck by carrying her husband's bag and coat to his room.

"Ck, you girls. You guys are really good at wooing your opponents. Look now, you came looking for me after you said you didn't want me to bother you. You even forgot you wanted to be alone." He said softly while smiling mockingly.

"But I'm your style."

"Hmmm, if it's like this constantly I can't get away from you. What should I do?" He said confused while thinking hard and walking around the dining room.

Bastio who saw his wife with his new appearance became wide-eyed to see the aura of his wife's beauty emanated so perfectly.how not, Santi was wearing clothes that were matching color with her skin, and she was wearing clothes that were colorless with her skin, a little sexy top until clearly visible cleavage of his chest but has space in the abdomen, and a length of covering his knees.really a dress that is very harmonious for the personality of Santi. even the soul of the tomboy as if lost just like that thanks to the shirt.it seems like this shirt is deliberately designed specifically for pregnant women in addition to being very elegant. really can't believe if the fact that Santi comes from a village from a simple family.really, his appearance this time was able to hypnotize every eye that looked at him and changed his identity into a conglomerate in an instant. with her appearance, she is well suited to be the companion of a young businessman, the sole heir of his family, Bastio.

"You are so beautiful." He continued to look at his wife without even blinking.

"really?" Santi asked shyly.

"Yes." Yeah." His reply was spontaneous as he walked up to his wife and gave his right hand to Santi, then Santi greeted him and the two of them walked together towards the dining table with a timid smile. because this was the first day they looked so well and at peace with each other's hearts as if they had opened their hearts together without anyone else's intervention.

After arriving and sitting at the dinner table, they become awkward.The two of them become silent and do not know what to do, and talk what. Bastio continued to look at his wife's face, making Santi look embarrassed and lowered his head, getting such treatment from her husband.

Usually they are silent to each other, but with the conditions that are. Usually they are silent indifferent not caring.

"Are you the one who cooked it?" Tanya Bastio melted down the atmosphere reducing his wife's nervousness and shyness.

"I. yeah, all my cooking is your favorite food." He answered gugub while blushing in shame.

"Oo yes? what about the taste?" While reaching for a spoon to taste one by one his wife's cooking for him.

"How's it?" Santi asked enthusiastically.

"Everything's perfect. Turns out you're good at cooking too? if it's like this, I want you to cook for me every day and for my children." He answered while continuing to chew the food in his mouth.

Hearing Bastio's words, Santi fell silent and lowered his head while squeezing his hands down there.

"Sorry,.gr..." Answer, then cut.

"It's okay, let's eat." Cut it while getting food for her husband.