Hey, My Cold Husband!
Personal servant

Mika looked up at the ceiling of the room, she pulled her blanket up to her nose.  "Gaga, have you slept?" ask Mika.

Raga poked her head from the king size, looking at Mika who was asleep on her thin mattress as usual. "What?" ask Raga.

Mika smiles. "Hmm, what's in the back of the house for the servants to stay in?" ask Mika.

Raga grunting. She woke up staring at Mika who was still lying on her thin mattress. "Why indeed? You want to live there?" Raga turned around to ask.

Mika put away her blanket covering her nose then she nodded loudly with a smile on her lips. "I want to be close to Tasya, my best friend, Ga." said Mika.

"So you want to be a servant too, do you?"

"I am a servant, Ga." - Mika. Mika hit her own mouth. "I mean, your personal servant, hehe." Mika.

"Cih," decih Raga. "Is it that nice of you to be my personal servant, hmm?"

"Not happy, a wife's time is treated like a servant anyway. I cried imagining how-" said Mika ended with a dramatic chant.

"Hey! Don't sing! Your voice is so bad!" raga's screams made Mika silence and sing her lips.

"Don't be that kind! Come here, come up here," Raga said as she patted her king size.

Mika woke up quickly she approached Raga, slammed her body next to Raga but Raga glared at her instead.

"Who told you to sleep there?!" shout Raga.

Mika softened her lips, she sat down limply next to the leaning Raga.

Raga undressed herself in front of Mika making Mika round her eyes for a moment. Raga threw her shirt in every direction. Then he pointed his body at Mika who was still glaring at Raga's athletic naked body.

Raga smiles smirk seeing Mika glaring at her naked body. Intentionally he flicked Mika's forehead making Mika wake up and immediately suffocated in surprise.

"That's what your mind is, yes." raga sneered with a smirk-printed smile at his lips.

Mika was beating her forehead. He put his lips together again. I don't know how many times Mika has been singing her lips today. "You're the pervert yourself. Bare chest in front of a girl like me." said Mika did not accept with Raga's words just now.

"Well, whoa. Today you have so much to sing your lips. Are you intentionally? Let me kiss that lip of yours, hmm?" said Raga, touching Mika's thick little lips and then pushing her slowly.

Mika looked at her own lips. "No, I don't want to kiss you." elak Mika.

Raga knitted her two eyebrows. "Really?" goda.

"Yes. I don't want to kiss you." pressed Mika.

"Alright, massage my hands. It felt like my muscles were sore." Pinta Raga, spread out both hands in front of Mika.

Mika immediately put one hand Raga on her shoulder, she massaged the muscular Raga hand slowly. Actually he did not know whether the massage was felt or not. Bodo time, even Raga already knows that he can not massage. It was wrong who told him to scowl when he found out that Mika could not make any blasphemy.

Mika pressed down on Raga's hand that was leaning just closed her eyes. Mika's massage did not feel at all in her hands but she enjoyed Mika's tiny hand touching her hand muscles. I don't know why he enjoys it so much.

"Is my massage so good that you close your eyes and enjoy it?" mika asked with a big smile on her lips.

"You don't feel why do you still have me massaging her hands?" mika muttered but could still be heard by Raga.

Raga pulled her hand from Mika's lap. He clucked his throat when he heard the murmur from the girl's mouth.

Mika looked at the puzzled Raga who suddenly pulled her own hand. "What's up, Gaga?" mika asked with both eyebrows raised.

"No need to massage my hands if you're bragging!" ketus Raga's.

"Yes, even if you want to massage yourself."

"Ckk, you son of a bitch!" decak Raga's. His hand pushed Mika's head.

"Ga, can I touch that you?" mika asked, her eyes glanced at Raga's flat stomach lyrics.

Raga follows Mika's direction. She directly touched her own stomach and looked at Mika with a smirk smile. "It's so bad you are."

"I'm not naughty. I just want to touch it, can I?" mika asked with a radiant face.

Raga grunting. "Touch it!"

Mika closer her body to Raga, her hands directly touched Raga's flat stomach every now and then she pinched the checkered stomach while giggling to make Raga feel a strange sensation.

Raga quickly brushed off Mika's hand that was playing around her stomach. He immediately kicked Mika's leg to get away from her. "There sleep! It's night!" said Raga with a slight shout.

Mika wakes up from king size. He stared at the flattened Raga who suddenly turned like that. He had allowed himself to touch his stomach but why did he just touch his stomach Raga already brushed his hand away?

Mika returned to her thin mattress that was next to the king size. She put her body to sleep with an annoyed face while Raga immediately enveloped herself with a blanket, her face reddened due to Mika's touch earlier. Raga looked at her pants from the blanket. Shit! His little sister woke up because of Mika's touch.

Raga took a breath and stroked him again. He changed his sleeping position. He hoped his little brother would fall asleep again quickly.

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Tasya laid herself on her thin mattress. He had just finished his work and went straight back to his room at the back of Mension. The house where servants like himself rest.

Tasya woke up again, she just remembered that she had not opened her maid uniform. Tasya walked over to the small closet that was in her room. He chose the clothes to wear to sleep and he took the red singlet shirt and black shorts from the small closet.

After that Tasya undressed and put on the singlet and shorts, and she did not return to her thin bed, but she walked to the window of her room and opened it. The night wind instantly touched her white skin as she opened the window.

A thin smile was imprinted on Tasya's pretty face, she was very fond of the night breeze. It was very calming for him. He looked around the backyard. His eyes unintentionally saw someone who was not a stranger to him, that person was standing alone there.

The corner of his lips lifted upwards looking at the man he loved standing alone there. That man is Dion. It seemed like Dion had not returned to his home and was still in this Mension and Dion's face seemed to be thinking of something.

From a distance Tasya watched Dion and enjoyed Dion's face without Dion's knowledge he smiled.

Feeling noticed, Dion turned to look at Tasya's open window. His eyes looked at Tasya there who was smiling at him. "Hey! You're not sleeping?" dion asked, discharging Tasya.

Tasya quickly closed the window of his room.

Looking at Tasya like that made Dion smile. Looks like her non-funny demeanor is down on Tasya. Look now Tasya really makes him anxious with his behavior.