Forced to Marry Young Master
Taking Care of Baby
The next day, Ijah bathed Yanky. Rhuka continued to pay attention, how Ijah managed it.
"Bi, does the syringe take care of the baby?" ask Rhuka.
"Of course young master." replied Ijah.
"Sure, my mother used to be so exhausted" Rhuka said.
"Yes, young master, you have to bathe him regularly." replied Ijah.
"Not to mention, you should always use warm water" Rhuka said.
"Yes, because it's cassian that the water's cold. It could be the baby in the wind." replied Ijah.
Ijah was out of the bathroom, while Cheyka was still resting. Rhuka forbids her from moving much, because postpartum needs recovery.
"Honey, where's our son?" ask Cheyka.
"By changing clothes with Aunt Ijah" replied Rhuka.
"I want to carry it." said Cheyka.
"Dear, yes" replied Rhuka.
Ijah came out of the locker room and gave it to Cheyka. Yanky was crying, thirsty. He asked to be given water.
"Yanky baby, don't cry anymore. There's Mama here." Cheyka spoke for herself.
"Cheyka, what do you want for breakfast?" ask Rhuka.
"Hmmm, anything is okay." replied Cheyka.
"I want to cook fried rice for you" Rhuka said.
"Because you're only good at cooking fried rice, that's why I'm glad to accept" Cheyka replied.
Ijah smiled, looking at the happy sight. Rhuka took Ijah out of her room.
"Auntie help me cook for Cheyka yeah." Rhuka.
"Yes young master, it is indeed Auntie's job to cook." replied Ijah.
Melody is making milk in the kitchen. The morning air feels cold, so it needs body warmth. Melody seemed to ponder her actions, thinking of the imprisoned Disty.
"Melody, why are you standing near a gas stove?" ask Rhuka.
"It's okay, sister, I'm just thinking about it." replied Melodi.
"Have you thought carefully yet, what is your real mistake" Rhuka said.
"Yes, I'm sorry I did." replied Melodi.
"Yes sister, I will not be like that anymore" replied Melodi.
Mikky sees Bombom, Jay, and Jey sitting together. They are busy playing games, so that the matches run smoothly.
"Remember yes, take note of the game's strategy" Mikky said.
"Yes, manager, with pleasure." replied Bombom.
"It seems that multiple forces do not be too rushed to use it. Focus on the point of entering the tower, picking up the crystal silently." explains Jay.
"Yes, from the beginning it was too." Bombom put a snack in his mouth.
"Sir manager, I didn't expect your wife to give birth either. Another daughter, can play with Lak Rhuka's son." Jey smiling.
"Yes, I hope to be a close friend." Mikky replied.
"Not just friends, but matchmakers too" Jey said.
"Yes, if the child wants to." Jay answered it.
"If the team leader doesn't exist, so it's not exciting." Bombom put another snack in his mouth.
"Well, Bombom's gone, he'll come back" Jay replied.
"Cheyka misses, there's usually a good cook." Bombom.
"Don't get hooked on someone's wife's cooking, it can be dangerous" Mikky joked.
"I have no feelings for Chey, like Kak Rhuka. I just think of him, like a brother." Bombom said.
"Yes Bombom's thick." Jey was holding back a laugh.
"Bad fuckin' you, but gentong people. Not self-conscious, if your body is like a plywood board." said Bombom, while manyun.
"Have not argued, the point is that there are both flaws" Mikky replied.
Cheyka eats Rhuka's fried rice. It tastes really delicious, spicy-salted. Savory onions, and their aroma. Cheyka feeds the fried rice, on Rhuka's mouth. Her husband accepted, with pleasure.
"Honey, Blunt's cat can smell the fried onion." Rhuka pointed at the approaching cat.
"Yes dong, this is very fragrant. Which nose, which can't smell." replied Cheyka.
Meow! Meow!
Blunt was busy at Cheyka's feet, swiping her head on her calf. Cheyka threw the rice on the floor. Blunt devoured him with excitement, after asking for more.
Meow! Meow!
Cheyka gives her cow's eye eggs, and Blunt eats them voraciously. Rhuka stroked gently, feeling anxious with her feathers.