HIDDEN WIFE
02 Bonus
The mentari set the food on the table. While Jeff who was sitting in a chair noticed his wife's quick movements.
“Sister Jeff likes which one?” tanya Mentari, look at some of the different menus that are on the table.
“Ayam burn the same sauce. A lot of rice. Petanya please peel all of you, yes.” Without further ado Jeff asked, which created a frown on Mentari's forehead.
“Hah, pete? Bule also like to eat pete?” The mentari pursed his lips.
She picked up the menu her husband asked for, then peeled off some petai and placed it on the plate.
“Why are you smiling?” tannya Jeff after seeing the smile that tried to be disguised by Mentari since earlier.
“Oh ... Em, no!” It's ambush. “Sister Jeff likes to eat pete huh?”
“Indeed why?”
“It's okay. Usually it does not like the taste and smell of pete.”
Jeff simply responded by shrugging his shoulders.
“So here is enough?” She moved the plate in front of her husband.
Jeff nodded his head. Wash your hands and start eating. Things that make Mentari back amazed. Her husband eats only by hand. Looks very enjoying.
This was the first time they had eaten together. Because before moving to Doctor Allan's house, Jeff spent more time outside the house. So his meeting with jeff is very rare despite living under one roof.
“Eat a lot!” Jeff scoops some of the menu onto his wife's plate. “You can be skinny if you eat a little like this.”
“Still, Brother.” He smiled faintly, occasionally glancing at Jeff sitting by his side who was eating so voraciously.
The girl smiled. It was unexpected that there was a simple figure behind the cold and flat man who sometimes looked arrogant.
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Mentari goes into the room after finishing cleaning the dining table and washing dishes. He glanced towards the bathroom. Hearing the sound of water splashing, she also believed that her husband was bathing.
He grabbed the suitcase and pulled out all his clothes and tidied up on the bed before putting them in the closet. However, as soon as he opened the closet, he was stunned staring at its contents. Jeff's wardrobe is pretty messy. In contrast to the room that is always neat.
“Here is a mess, yes?”
The mentor jumped to hear the voice of her husband who was suddenly present there. He looked at Jeff. Spontaneously he closed his eyes as he looked at Jeff who was only using a towel to cover his private area. Do not forget the white field chest that looks very sexy.
“Sa-ya shy, Brother,” she replied in a nervous voice. He turned his body and stood his back to Jeff.
“Later also used to see me like this,” said Jeff casually. “Sorry yes, my closet is a mess. You see, if you take the clothes in the middle, immediately pulled. So the top is immediately messy.”
The little laugh. “It's okay. I trim the closet after this.”
“Besok. Just rest tonight. You must be tired.”
Mentari.
“Oh yes, the other one is your wardrobe.” Jeff pointed at the other closet.
“Iya, Brother.”
The sun opened the door of the closet. He also returned dumbfounded. How not, the large wardrobe is filled with new and good women's clothes.
“That's Mami stuffed. He said to all of you.”
“Iya, Brother. Ma-thanks.”
“You why the hell, so stiff?”
Jeff approached his wife, making the woman instantly bow her gaze, hiding the red on her cheek. What's more Jeff hasn't worn anything, other than a white towel wrapped around his waist.
Something caught the attention of Mentari. When she saw the scar on her husband's chest. The same place as the tear wound that the man who helped her a few years ago.
"Why is there this scar on Brother Jeff's chest. What do not-don't ...." Mentari began to guess in his heart, although he did not dare to conclude.
"JA? Not Jayden Azka. But Jeff Abaraham?"
Almost the woman dropped tears, but as much as possible she could bear.
"Don't I have the wrong person? It wasn't Mas Azka who always followed me, but Brother Jeff?"
Jeff's hands were coiled around his waist which made Mentari tremble even more. The fresh scent of the husband's body was hypnotizing him. Mentari's one hand had already restrained her husband's field chest as the man tightened his body.
Slowly the eyelids of Mentari closed when feeling the warm and soft lips Jeff touch his forehead.
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