Hidden Rich Man's
The Part 98

Felly and Danesh finally arrived at a simple apartment choosing a Caucasian man who looked to destroy Felly's heart.

Danesh placed the sushi held in his right hand onto the dining table. Then he stepped into the room with Felly's luggage. There was Felly who was laying down on the bed.

Danesh put Felly's little suitcase on the empty bed. “How much is the code?” tanyakanya.

Felly put her hand on the pillow and was hit by her head. His eyes looked at Danesh. “080808,” he said.

Danesh entered the mentioned code, and it finally opened. “This is all dirty clothes? Or is it clean?” ask again when he saw a pile of neatly folded cloth arranged in the suitcase.

“Dirty, I didn't get to put my clothes in the laundry in Japan. My time there was very short, only three days,”.

Danesh no longer spoke, he nodded his head in understanding. Danesh's two hands immediately took all the clothes in the suitcase.

“Eh ... Where to take it?” ask Felly. She changed her position to sit when she saw her husband's body turn and was about to step out.

Danesh turned his body around for a moment looking at his wife. “You I wash,” the answer is flat and without load.

Felly lowered her legs and stood up. “No need, let me wash myself. You are not my servant, why do you always put yourself like that,” refused.

Felly approaches Danesh and wants to get his dirty clothes. But her husband turned his body away until Felly could not reach.

“I've never felt like a servant to you. From the beginning I told you, I will treat you like a queen. You are the mommy of my children, so it is appropriate that I take good and loving care of you,” Danesh said at length.

“Dan, don't look at what I'm doing this like a waiter. Because I don't feel that way. Because, I am a husband who does not want to see his wife in distress,” added Danesh with a smile. He wanted to show that he was okay doing all that.

Danesh took his foot again, out of the room. Followed by Felly who followed him.

Danesh stopped right in the lounge and looked back at his wife. He also chuckles. “Indeed who said I would wash by hand?”

“Nothing, but it's usually like that too.”

“Look.” Danesh pointed at the side in front of the bathroom with his chin.

Felly followed the direction her husband pointed. She smiled embarrassedly after seeing that something was there.

“I've bought a new washing machine to make it easier for us to clean clothes. For a long time I was getting muscular if washing with my hands continued,” explained Danesh.

Felly also let her husband to wash clothes with a new washing machine, even the garage sticker is still attached there.

Finished putting all the dirty cloths in, running water, and giving detergent soap, Danesh approached Felly who had noticed. “Let's eat,” take him.

Felly replied with a smile and a nod. The two sat at the dinner table and faced each other.

Felly so remembered something that was on the road he forgot to ask because the light was green. He cleared a moment. “Suami buleku,” call him.

Danesh who was opening sushi and moving it to the plate also shifted his eyes until his cornea was filled with women who always filled his days. “What?”

“Can I ask you something?” ask carefully.

Danesh nodded. “What?”

“Do you have no plans to forget and stop waiting for Violet, your ex?” Felly finally asked a question that made him very curious. Even though his heart was currently feeling afraid of the reality he was about to hear. But at least the relationship will be clear in the future, there is hope or no hope one percent.