HELLO, MY BOSS!
Flowers Before Sleeping
For Lisa, being Farhan's wife is a dream form that can turn into reality. He never thought that the joke about the upper-caste maid he once thought would come true. A Farhan marries Lisa regardless of what her status has been like in the past.
As with Lisa, Farhan himself did not expect, the girl he considered as his own biological child finally married. He stutters and he enjoys his body with clothing. Ah, indeed the world is round, it is able to make the human feeling that rests on it also revolves around the shaft. The Farhan was not the Farhan now. He has turned into a normal man who needs a woman's warmth to cover his night before going to bed.
More than anything, Lisa is a woman who can make Farhan feel what it's like to have a home to go home to.
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Some people say, the best time to talk about a problem with a partner is after intercourse, still in a state of innocence while hiding under the same blanket.
That's what Lisa is doing right now. Inviting Farhan to make love with a little coercion and his deadly seduction. Until the man wants to and executes him savagely.
Lisa looked at the exhausted Farhan while wiping her sweat, full of love. "Why don't you ever want to be honest, anyway? Are you the kind of guy who likes to be a knight behind a mask? Don't want his kindness to be known to others."
"Not really, I just do it because I want to" Farhan said logically. His emotions had changed drastically when the endrophin hormone in his body was released. The man began to sleepy, Lisa hastily sped up the subject so Farhan would not go to sleep first.
"Thank you, yeah." Lisa nodded slowly. Gemali sayup heard Farhan's heartbeat which was still a little irregular.
"But you should have said that you sacrificed a lot for me. It doesn't even make me fall into this kind of misunderstanding. If Mr. Rico doesn't say, I know what's really going on" Lisa said in a slightly protested tone.
"So I deliberately didn't want to explain" Farhan replied, and made Lisa shake her forehead instantly.
"Why is that? Tell me why." Lisa tapped Farhan's chest with her index finger. Gently, his lips pressed against Farhan's left cheek.
"For you to be a person who does not easily misunderstand in making decisions. Sometimes, the good person in front of us doesn't always really do good. On the contrary, the one you think is evil, may be the one who hides his goodness behind you."
That's how Farhan was educated since childhood, he was always made to misunderstand the various solid tasks and responsibilities that he carried. Until Farhan himself sometimes surprised and felt unable to live life. He hates all those who have loved him all this time. Apparently, everything they did was for Farhan's own good.
Like a mother scolding her child, and the child saying that her mother is fierce. In fact, what the mother does signifies affection which means she cares for her child.
"Yes! Mr. Rico has also explained that I have to use a high IQ to understand the intent behind all your actions. What I wonder is, why do you have to make us tired of thinking? Why not explain the point?" The bawel Lisa is still curious.
Similarly to Rico, Farhan also explained in the same sentence to his wife. "You need to be more environmentally sensitive. Don't always use the heart as a race if your life doesn't want to be played by someone else."
"I know you're angry, but I hope you want to investigate the reasons behind everything I've done. That way, you can learn to know which people are good and which people are pretending to be good." Farhan's gaze looked up at the sky of the glowing room of light, he recalled all the people who had been harsh on him in the past.
"Yes, I get it! In the future, I will not get angry easily before I know clearly the case. Thanks for the life lessons today, baby." Lisa held Farhan tighter and tighter. "But if I may know why you're that good to me? I want to know the reason for the many sacrifices you've made for me."
Farhan lowered his gaze, until his warm breath hit the pores of Lisa's face. "Because we are the same, both have been discarded," he said.
Lisa understood. He was not hurt, because that was what happened in his life. Instead of thinking lyrical, Lisa prefers to thank the figure she is hugging at this time.
"Thank you for being so kind to me, my husband."
Trings ...!
Lisa's cell phone rang out the sweetness that was going on. Farhan immediately nodded in dislike, his facial expression turning furious as fast as lightning. "Don't lift."
Farhan's face was red.
"I'm just gonna check, who's calling the gini mall." Lisa was about to move, where Farhan's hand instantly prevented her with a murderous face aura.
"Thanks to the phone is the same as being dead" the man said in a threatening, emotional tone.
His chest rumbled again when he remembered Lisa's behavior earlier. He is angry not because Lisa did not come home, but because Farhan is upset to find out Lisa contacted her ex-boyfriend to just vent.
"Yes. I'm not gonna lift. Why are you in a trance again?" Lisa hugged Farhan again with a confused feeling. He wondered why Farhan was in a chameleon-like mood. A good second, a second later turned into a fierce lion.
If Lisa knew, Farhan was holding back without knowing what to do. He was upset about being a cockroach and listened to all of Lisa's curses on his spell this afternoon.
If the man was not Farhan, it may have been indignantly unclear when he found his wife calling an ex-girlfriend. But since Farhan did not know how to appreciate jealousy, he could only hold it all in his heart.
Keeping his cahoots tight as if his heart was fine. The tightness, frustration, dizziness, and silence of Farhan's stupid mouth.
Jealousy, a word that Farhan had always considered a childish form of living things.
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