CEO And The Twins
Shopping

His eyes are very soft. I can't bear to scold him. His eyes were clear and ....

Without Ian realizing it, his hand moved to lift the glasses that blocked his wife's two soft eyeballs and he was amazed to see the true beauty of the two eyeballs. Very soft and now looks glassy.

But then Ian realized, he had crossed the line that should have been after his lower body felt stiffened. He stood up before he lost control. "Basin crybaby!" It's a misdeed. "I said so as not to harm me. Uh ... we are indeed bound by marriage but do not let us also harm each other. Mmh ... understand?" He turned his back on his wife.

Noura pursed her mouth, annoyed. He put on his glasses and sat down.

"Surely, you slept with me tonight. Excuse no!(there are no exceptions)" Ian threatened the woman. "I'm going to the bathroom first." The man stepped into the bathroom. It didn't take long, he went back out but he didn't find his wife in the room.

"Noura! Noura!" Ian still saw his wife's suitcase in the room. Did he go back to his room next door? Just as he was coming out of the room he saw his wife coming down the stairs. "Noura, where are you going?"

"Shop."

"I'm taking it."

"Not to."

Ian chased the woman down the stairs. She saw the woman staring at the dining table. "Where's the food at the dinner table going?"

"I told the maid to throw it away." Ian turned his gaze in the other direction, knowing the woman would definitely be angry.

Noura looked at her husband furiously and hit him. "You're evil!"

Ian fended off Noura's attack. "I told you, don't take care of me!"

The woman again scrunched her mouth.

"In addition the sandwich is spicy," the man murmured softly.

"What?"

"Eh, no." Why did I leak the secret? "I'll take you, I'll be afraid to see your family again on the street."

Noura who knitted her brows heard Ian's statement earlier, inevitably following her husband's request.

Actually after Ian ate a plate of fried rice, a bite of a sandwich, and 2 pieces of apple pie size large, then he told his assistant to throw all the food. He actually loved throwing away the apple pie because it was very tasty and he really liked the apple pie made by his wife but what he wanted to say he had to do it so that the woman was angry with him.

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Along the way they were a lot of silence but not while in the supermarket.

"How about cooking steak?"

Noura looked astonished at her husband. Why does he look enthusiastic?

"Let our relationship look harmonious, you cook the food I like so I look a lot to eat, so, and you seem to understand my favorite."

Noura still looked at him questioningly.

"Eh, the others can eat steak too, right?Vika and her husband?"

"But I'm on a fatty diet."

"Eh, yes already ...," the man replied disappointedly. He actually wanted to taste other Noura dishes to find out his wife was smart to cook.

Noura saw the disappointment on Ian's face and finally decided to make it. "Yes, I made it, but just a little."

Ian's happy not to play. "But the carrot's on a baby carrot(mini carrot), ok?"

Noura was a little confused by her husband's attitude that looked sometimes pleasant and sometimes annoying but she had no choice but to follow the wishes of the head of the household. "Yes already."

"I'll pay for all your purchases, don't be afraid. So buy as you like."

Her husband's words left the woman astonished. Shouldn't he be, he's my husband and his salary is more than mine, right?

"Oh .. i-this is for the smooth running of tomorrow's event" Ian said. "Don't forget the pudding."

"Will there be no children?"

"I love pudding and it's for dessert."

"I don't want to, after all we're shopping with my money so you have to listen to what I say" the man said. "Don't that make it hard?"

Noura sighed softly. "Yes, okay."

Ian eagerly accompanied his wife shopping by pushing the shopping cart to and fro. He accepted whatever his wife bought as long as the food of his order would be made. "Have you?"

Noura nodded.

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Noura followed the security guard who brought her plastic shopping into the house. He did not forget to bring the rest of the plastic shopping behind the man.

"It's mom, I'll bring it."

"It's okay. Some of it I want to stack in the fridge and the rest is something I want to do first now."

Ian just watched Noura walk up to the kitchen with the security guard. He slowly climbed up the stairs, but his curiosity made him stop in the middle and after seeing the security guard coming out, he went down the stairs. Slowly he stepped towards the kitchen. It turned out that Noura hired all the helpers who were in the kitchen to help her.

"Mother, this is so she immediately poured milk ma'am." asked a maid.

"Oh, yes. Uh, briefly. That's a measure."

"Mother, the meat is boiled immediately?" ask the others.

"Yes, but the boiled water will not be thrown away?"

"Yes, Mom."

Ian smiled. His behavior reminds me of someone. He finally came back out.

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There was the sound of the footsteps of shoes that walked closer but then stopped. Ian immediately opened the door and looked out. "Noora."

The woman stood in front of her room and opened the door.

"What do you want? Want to pray?" ask the man.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Sheal in the room."

"Eh, I pray in my room only," elak woman.

"Showever here. I'm going to the study."

Mmh, always pushy, Noura scowled. "Yeah." Yeah."

Noura took her prayer cloth in the room and took it to Ian's room. The man was no longer in the room until he could freely pray and unpack the suitcase. The woman removed her makeup and replaced the hijab with an instant one. He saw his bed separated by two bolsters in the middle.

Huh, so confident she is, I will tease her on the bed. Noura came out with her mouth pursed.

A few hours passed and Noura finally returned because he had finished his cooking. Tomorrow, the rest.

He felt a tired body and achy legs and he was grateful that Ian was not in the room so he could go take a bath and use a negligee to sleep, not to forget he prayed Isya. Just as he was done, Ian came in.

"Why hasn't the suitcase been unpacked?"

"Eh, tomorrow only. I'm tired."

"I don't like having suitcases blocking my way."

Ck, this guy! "Yes already, I'm moving next door."

"Eits, you want to threaten me?" Ian raised his index finger. "Do it!"

As King Ian had said before, she always won because Noura was not the type of strong dissident woman like Vika. In the middle of the woman unpacking her suitcase, Ian disappeared. The man apparently wanted to taste the pudding made by his wife.

I think I saw him make pudding. Is it already? Where did he put it? Ian opened the fridge. "God." He rubbed his palms satisfied to see Noura making pudding in many small glasses on one refrigerator shelf. He took one.