HELLO, MY BOSS!
Developments

"How's Cilla doing, Bun?" Lisa asks as Farhan invites the twins to play. The two of them were in the kitchen with their assistant. Prepare a variety of foods for lunch preparation later.

"Mother is trying to get Cilla to side with you. Patience, that kid is a little hard. The box you gave me hasn't been touched by the kid either." Mother's hand inserts the carrot pieces deftly. Stirring the soup while tasting the sauce a little. The original smell of the savory smell was striking, caressing the feathers of Lisa's nose with its effect.

Mother looked at Lisa who was disappointed. "Don't think of the kids, better fix your relationship with your husband first, Lisa."

"Eh." Lisa was shocked. His eyes looked at Mother a little confused. "What do you mean, Bun?"

"You and Farhan! Repair your relationship to be like a normal husband and wife" mother's mouth without further ado.

"Eum. Yes, Bun!" Lisa scratched her unscratchy head. "Kok Mommy can know that my relationship with Mr Farhan is not good?"

"Shink!" There's a hard jewel landing on Lisa's ear. The woman complained while watching the netra mother who glared back at her.

"Kok dijewer anyway, Bun," ringis Lisa while wiping her ear that feels hot.

"You're a big boy, but you're still an oon! Of course Mother can know, from your call it is clear. Where there is a wife who calls her husband as the master," criticizes the mother of boos.

"That's called darling, Bun. Dear Lord Farhanku," led Lisa while writhing spoiled on the shoulders of the mother.

"Basin' bad boy! Put this fried tempe on the dinner table there," tell mom while folding her lips in. Refraining from smiling at her daughter-in-law's mischievous behavior.

"Yes my dear Mother," Lisa replied as she sucked a piece of tempeh from the plate she had just received. "Nyobain one yes, Bun." The boy passed away while chewing the fried tempeh in his mouth.

Lisa is indeed as close and brave as that with mother. There is no difference from before until now. Mother Lynda always treated Lisa like her own biological child from the beginning. In fact, the presence of the child was able to ease Lynda's longing for her deceased child ... Jennie.

Walking slowly, Lisa put a plate of fried tempeh on the dining table. Then take a glass and step towards the water dispenser.

"Well, abis!" luh women while scowling sourly. Take the gallon under the dispenser machine to replace it with a new one.

"Where's the refill balloon?" Lisa circulated her gaze while carrying an empty gallon in hand. Then look at the iron shelf that contains two gallon supplies.

"Kok naruhnya much, anyway?" Upset, Lisa stepped up with a pretty hard leg. Put an empty gallon and embrace his new gallon with both hands. "Weight!" murmured Lisa while sighing harshly.

"If it's hard to ask for help!" farhan from behind Lisa.

"Eh, am I strong?"

"What's so powerful, you think I didn't see you so troubled as to lift that gallon? Weak ground," taunted Farhan. Lisa who felt annoyed immediately answered no less evil with Farhan's mouth.

"I cannot lift a gallon, but I can make your status change from an eternal woman to a husband. That's great," Lisa said proudly.

"Curtain!" Farhan snorted without comment. The man immediately picked up the gallon that was on the iron shelf. Then put that thing over your shoulder.

"Woah my husband is great" praised Lisa herself.

The woman walked towards Farhan. Received a glass of water that Farhan had just poured. "Thank you for my husband." Then drink it up to the toilet.

"Next time don't be so strong! If the gallon falls on your body, I too am bothered and have to take you to the hospital," Farhan grumbled pretently.

"Yes! Yes," Lisa replied.

"Where are you going!" Lisa pulled Farhan's shirt as the man was about to leave. Farhan answered, with a sigh,

"You go to the playroom."

"Hug me first," whined Lisa shamelessly. After getting full support from the mother, Lisa ventured to invite Farhan to do small things that trigger closeness between husband and wife relationships.

"I want a hug!" whining that little woman.

The old basic bangkotan, do you not understand the meaning of the word uwu? I'm gonna want to be pampered, you idiot! lisa's upset.

"Ah, you're in a trance like her." Farhan was about to turn around because he was lazy to serve, but Lisa hurriedly pulled the man's arm until their bodies united.

"Hug me for a second" she said. Both of his hands were embracing Farhan with his head propped up to the front of his chest.

If Farhan is insensitive, then Lisa must change the planet's man in order to be worthy of being called husband. And Lisa's ass was very well rounded to build the uwu palace in Farhan's heart.

Only the calls remain unsolved. Lisa is confused as to what to call Farhan. Which is delicious and fast for a thirty-two year old man of course.

"Still," Lisa said as Farhan returned the hug.

"Don't be long," replied Farhan little jaim.

Lisa was still struggling spoiled, reluctant to take off her embrace at all. Fortunately, the room was quite quiet. Cilla and Cello were watching their favorite cartoons in the playroom.

"Would I have a kiss for a second?"

"Don't be crazy Lisa, get out!" gertak Farhan was getting upset.

"Kiss me a little, just let go."

Farhan snorted with an increasingly irregular roar of breath. Because it holds back the annoyance as well as the emotion. "It's a public place. Don't be weird."

"No one, just once, I need ammo," Lisa told me.

"Then you kissed me. Why should I?" Farhan looked up, hiding a red hue on his cheek.

Lisa looked at Farhan cengo. It still sucks, but it's good enough for the development of that stone man.

"Guild your face, sir." Lisa cupped Farhan's face. Like a buffalo at the center of his nose, Farhan followed Lisa's will until his position slightly bent.

"Close her eyes, ikh," decak Lisa bashfully.

"Why indeed? I want to see." Farhan refused.

"That's not the way to play, you have to close your eyes so that we live more," said Lisa Geregetan.

"No way." Farhan refused. "I'd rather open my eyes. You can see how you work."

"Basic weird husband!" exclaimed Lisa, her face blushing red like boiled shrimp. He let go of his embrace on Farhan's body, saying,

"I didn't ask for a kiss" Lisa said. The woman left Farhan while stomping a foot to the floor—up.

Farhan smiled at the snail while looking at Lisa's behavior.

"What's the point of having eyes when they're not used to seeing?" farhan murmured while shaking his waist.

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Which is a conflict or something greget, sorry yes. It's just a story of beans that I made as natural as possible. So yes flow everyday cake, nothing strange at the beginning. As for later I love conflict, it is just human conflict as appropriate. There is no drama of flying fish. This is my view.

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