First Woman President
Extra Part 1

Sun silhouettes that began to warm up that morning began to penetrate into the cracks of the window that was still covered with very long curtains. The slightest bit of light felt dazzling to the pair of eyes that were now still closed. The two petals moved, twitching a few times until they finally slowly opened. The brown eyeball finally became clear after the petals were weakly opened.

It had been a month after their wedding day, but Sam still felt that this was his sweet dream every time he had just opened his eyes. In his room, on the bed that usually only existed, now there was a sweet creature that always accompanied him all night.

A creature that although looks messy when just waking up, but even makes it anxious. It's not enough to be satisfied if he only ate it last night. It feels like he always wants to make the creature as his breakfast every day.

Sam smiled a little. His sight was no longer blurred. And this is not a dream. This is the beautiful reality God has prepared for her. A beautiful figure has been destined to accompany his life which is usually not necessarily direction.

Sarah, that woman still favors in her dreamland. Last night Sam had kept him from sleeping until the early hours of the morning. And because it was too tired, then his sleep became very good until now.

"Luckily it's Sunday! So I'm not late to the office because you haven't woken me!", the man chuckled after seeing the small clock next to his head.

It's eight in the morning. And his wife is still sound in her sleep. It seems like last night it was a bit outrageous. The man chuckled remembering that. It's nothing, with her Sarah, Sam always feels greedy and greedy every time he touches her.

Usually Sarah will not forget to wake up early. Prepare all the things her husband needs and also make breakfast for her. Sam has made his choice to the right woman. A woman who knows her job as a wife. Thinking about it, the man smiled proudly while tucking the child's hair behind his Sarah's ear.

"Emmh, morning!", feeling the movement, the woman finally woke up as well. She greeted her husband with a raspy voice typical of people waking up.

The woman's eyes blinked several times looking at her husband with a smile. It was still heavy for his eyes to open perfectly.

"Again, dear!", Sam did not change position, he simply changed his style by using his hands to refute his head. The man was still lying on his side while continuing to notice the figure of his wife who still looked beautiful despite her messy hair.

Sarah sat down while yawning wide and stretched her stiff muscles. His two hands stretched out regardless of what and who would be exposed. And sure enough, her right hand hit her husband's face.

"Ah, I'm sorry! Does it hurt?", he asked worriedly when he found out that he accidentally smacked his hand into Sam's face. His hand touched the man's face to check how hard he hit him. In his heart he felt a little guilty.

"It's okay!", the man didn't mind. Even if he was hit hard, as long as the one who did was his Sarah, it would definitely not hurt.

"What hurts is if you walk away from my side!", and the man smiled wonderfully handsome on this sunny morning.

"You are!", one blow even Sarah accidentally landed on the man's cheek.

"Your mouth is always sweet! Never mind to every woman you've always been like this!", nagging again while throwing her face in the other direction. He's pissed.

"Basic playboy!", he added in a soft voice.

Sam chuckles to himself. That's the Sarah, the woman is not blushed or embarrassed, but she will always be angry and nag her every time she speaks. But it was not just a conversation, it was a true speech from the bottom of his heart. Sam's serious. It's just that, with the face of his old status, it would definitely sound like a mere booze.

The man doesn't mind. He even felt happy, because in this way, not even a single man could reach his wife. After all, who else would want to have such a fierce wife like her Sarah?! Only he is willing and willing! If Sarah had known what was on her mind, perhaps a fist had already floated into her stomach. Huh,,,, uh,,,,

The woman's eyes then caught that the lighting at that time was very bright. Not because their room lights were still on, but the sunlight that had crawled up had even pierced through the curtains of the room. His eyeballs almost popped out after realizing that something was wrong.

"Saaammm!", first she screamed as she was shocked and turned to the man.

"What time is it?", now the woman asked with a panicked face but she was forced to look calm.

"Hour half-nine!", replied Sam the man with a relaxed expression.

"Set, half-nine?!", Sarah repeated it again to make sure that her hearing was not wrong.

"Yes!".

"Yes, it's already half-nine. Why, dear?", Sam glanced at the small clock on the nightstand and looked at Sarah again with a casual expression.

"Now it's nine and a half, and you're asking 'na-pa?!", his teeth clenched with an impatient expression.

"Yes, why? Are you hungry already?", the man's eyes blinked innocently.

"Sam, it's now half nine and you're still lying here! No, errata,, we're still lying here! You should have reached the office, right?!", Sarah's fierce voice shrill, echoing into every corner of the room, even until the entire apartment was shaking from her screams.

Sam only grimaced while holding back his painful ear. But after that his expression turned relaxed again.

"Come on, wake up! Let's take a shower, Sam! And I'll make you breakfast. Come quickly!", with her panic, the woman tried hard to pull Sam's arm so that the man would get up from his bed.

And Sarah got even more upset because the man seemed petrified on the spot. Not moving his body at all. Sam remained in his original position, and still with that casual face of his.

"Well, if you don't wake up! You're gonna be late for the office yourself! I took a shower first!", Sarah got out of bed in her thin, bright evening dress.

Sam's head shook slowly, the corner of his lips rose feeling it had been teased this morning. Looking at the beautiful scenery, of course he would be interested. Soon, Sam pulled Sarah's hand tight. Until the woman returned to bed. Now Sarah fell on the body of her bare-chested husband.

"Sam, it's noon! Don't play games anymore! Come on get up! Later you can be late!", Sarah smacked her hand held by the man into her chest. Still nagging, not lost his pity.

He was already worried and panicked half to death, but the man even remained relaxed as if there was no problem. Regarding this, it is her responsibility as a wife to take care of and meet all the needs of her husband. Usually it will not be this stupid. Because of her husband, she woke up bad luck. Then it was cared about this, her husband even remained relaxed.

"It's already noon, but it's Sunday, baby!", still holding his hand in Sarah's hand, the man pinched her nose with a sense of anxiety.

"Sunday?!", suddenly Sarah's heart slipped. There was a feeling of relief, but there was also a sense of embarrassment because he had just nagged indistinctly because he felt too panicked and worried

"Yes! Are you hungry?", and the man asked.

"Not yet!", answered Sarah confidently. Yes, because he did not feel like eating.

"But I'm already hungry because I've woken up first", Sam nodded with his innocent face.

"Then, then," Sarah intended to ask Sam to let her go so she could make breakfast for her husband. But Sam interrupted his words.

"Then feed me now. Seeing your nightgown make me hungry!", Sam quickly turned Sarah's body around so she was under it.

"What does my clothes have to do with hunger, Sam?!", Sarah immediately grumbled.

"Of course there is!", but with her reassuring expression Sam replied with a seductive smile.

And Sarah had not yet made another sound, her mouth was silenced with Sam's lips. The man immediately ate his morning breakfast which was rather bad luck.

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