I Love You, Mr. THE CEO!
Bumil Prahara

The mood swing that Kyra felt during pregnancy not only tormented her mind, but Bara was also affected. An adorable wife and she always misses, it feels like she has turned into a monster who is always looking for her fault point. There are problems that make Kyra upset and test Bara's patience every day.

Even the pomade fragrance that does not match his taste, Kyra can silence Bara all day. Even before knowing Kyra, Bara always used the pomade and never caused disputes like this. Sometimes Bara tired, not to mention the problems in the office that always drain his energy and mind, at home his emotions like drained. Bara misses the warm atmosphere of the house with a smile and the dinner that Kyra cooked for her.

"We're going straight home, sir?" morgan asked when Bara had been seen contemplating with an empty mind.

"Hm. We're home." Bara nodded lazily while closing his eyes.

Arrive at Penthouse. The dim lights in all corners of the house make Bara can breathe with relief. That means Kyra's asleep and there's no chance of them fighting. He wanted to take a bath and sleep immediately to rest his tormented physique and mind for this four-month period.

"Why just got home?"

Deg. Bara flinched and turned quickly towards the bed. Kyra was apparently still awake and was sitting watching her.

"You haven't slept?"

"You haven't answered my question!"

Bara let out a long breath. He walked over with a shunt to the bed while loosening his tie.

"I'm still completing the contract signature, honey," he explained later while sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Hurry to take a shower! You smell of cigarette smoke!" throw Kyra away while she hides under the covers. "When have you smoked, Bara?" gerutu with cynics.

Bara did not answer. He himself did not understand since when he became fond of smoking lately. Was it because he was looking for an outlet and tranquility through that tobacco bar?

"I'll take a shower first." Bara got up and took off his shirt.

The pregnancy had only lasted four months, there were still five months left and it felt as if Bara was about to give up. He longs for the figure of Kyra who is always calm and calm, patiently listening to every complaint and random curses that Bara revealed. However, for the sake of the fetus that is now growing in his wife's womb, at least Bara will be patient a little more.

After bathing and wearing pajamas, Bara noticed Kyra who had fallen asleep with so much peace. He inched up, staring at the face that was being closed with sadness. Kyra's affection is greater than any problem they discuss every day. When you remember all the painful moments they have lived, it should be a trivial matter like this does not mean anything.

While stroking Kyra's stomach that was beginning to bulge, Bara began to close her eyes slowly. I hope there is no more drama tomorrow morning.

Cup.

A kiss that landed on the cheek made Bara open her eyes. The sunlight that barged in behind the shadow figure that was currently sitting watching him, making Bara force herself to be aware from her deep sleep.

"Good morning, Husband!!"

Bara was stunned for a while. For a long time she had not heard this greeting since Kyra was positively pregnant and always complained of nausea when she was nearby. 

"I've made you coffee. What breakfast do you want today?“ todong Kyra with a big smile.

Feeling still dreaming, Bara pinched his own arm. When the pain spread from the claws of his fingers, Bara was sure that what happened now was reality.

Kyra chuckles to see her husband grimacing in pain when pinching his own arm. Does Bara think he's dreaming?

"So what do you want for breakfast?" reiterate Kyra when Bara does not answer her question.

"Are you not sick anymore?" bara's search was astonished.

Quickly the already beautiful and fragrant figure shook his head. "No dong! Hurry up, what do you want to eat?"

"Fried rice! I miss your fried rice."

"Okey, okay!" Kyra lowered her feet from the bed and inched away leaving Bara still dumbfounded on her own.

"Thanks, God! You're granting my prayers again."

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