
'Why is it that my husband looks so handsome and makes me crazy? I love her even more, Aeleasha's soft reflexes smothered her mouth as she saw the baritone voice of the man who spoke without opening her closed eyelids.
"Have you just realized that I'm so handsome, honey? Until you don't blink when you look at me," said Arsenio who now slowly opened her eyelids and immediately saturates with a brownish bead Aeleasha.
He was even seen smiling smirk when he saw the look of a blushing face that explained that the woman who was still in his arms was really embarrassed by him.
Actually, Arsenio woke up from the morning because it was a habit he had long ago. Moreover, he was always diligent gym, except today because he felt very lazy to release a hug from the sexy body of the wife.
He did not intend to get out of bed because he was busy observing every corner of the beautiful face of the wife. Of course, she did not stop smiling when she saw Aeleasha who looked very deep in her arms.
In fact, he was willing to feel very sore hands when he became the head pad of the figure of the woman who was still asleep. Sometimes the corners of Arsenio's lips curled upwards, indicating that her heart was happy.
As soon as he saw Aeleasha's movements, of course, he immediately acted still asleep and knew that his wife was staring at him.
"Who is looking at you? You pretentious fellow," exclaimed Aeleasha who was currently trying to shake off her embarrassment. Moreover, the man with the sharp iris still locked his gaze.
Not wanting to feel more embarrassed, he turned his face away, so as not to chat with Arsenio. However, just turning his head a little, his face was already held back by fingers with those powerful books. As if asserting a strict ban so as not to shy away from the view.
Jemari Arsenio is still on Aeleasha's chin. He did not intend to let go of his wife because he was not satisfied to see the beautiful face of the woman who just woke up.
"Who allowed you to turn your face away? Without my permission, you cannot look the other way when I am here. You're still evading when you've obviously done it."
"Based on arrogant and coercive men!" said Aeleasha with a sour face because early in the morning had been upset by the man who likes to punish. "I didn't look at you just now. So, don't make it up! Besides, you were asleep, how do you know I'm looking you in the face?"
Just closed his mouth, now his eyeballs are perfectly round once the thick lips of Arsenio who had been noticed, had kissed his lips. Reflexes he blinked because he felt very surprised when suddenly kissed by the husband.
The handsome man who is her husband always gives a morning kiss and absolutely no******, still makes her not confident despite two years married to Arsenio. The reflex he pushes against the chest of that field and instantly pulls away.
"Darling, it's noon. Let's get up."
Arsenio, who did not want to go all the way from Aeleasha, now shifted closer and curbed the sexy body in front of him.
"Why are you avoiding me? Don't know what, if I've been up and waiting for the queen to wake up from her long slumber."
"I've always seen you fall asleep and seem reluctant to wake up when I'm in my arms. I may not know you're looking at me if I've actually woken up. What was it when you weren't married, you always wake up like this every day?"
Feeling like a shameless woman who dodges when clearly admiring her husband's perfect sculpture, Aeleasha can only swallow a rough saliva.
Trying to shake off the embarrassment, pretending to be very surprised. Although in fact he never thought if Arsenio had woke up first from him.
"God! So you've been up since? Why didn't you wake me?" aeleasha exclaimed in an angry tone of protest while continuing the curse in her heart.
Not finished talking to himself in his heart, again and again he saw Arsenio again teasing him with vulgar sentences.
"How could I wake you when I see you fall asleep like that, honey. I'm even willing to hold back the hunger for waiting for you to wake up on your own."
Aeleasha simply chuckled amusedly at the tone of the husband's protest and casually replied, "What time is it? It's weird that you're hungry this early."
Arsenio now released a hug and raised both eyebrows. "This shack? How could you say nine o'clock this early?"
Aeleasha reflexes blinked both eyes and reflexes, opening the blanket and immediately standing up to grab the phone on the nightstand.
"Where it might be nine. It's still morning and ...."
He did not continue his words as soon as he saw time on the phone that was already in his grasp.
"God! It's nine o'clock. You're late for the office! Get ready there! I'll make you some coffee and check out what the waiters are cooking."
Without waiting for an answer from Arsenio, Aeleasha had now walked towards the exit and down the stairs leading towards the dining room.
However, he frowned when he felt that the third-floor mansion was very quiet. It was as if there were no other human beings besides her on that first floor.
"Why so lonely? Where did all the servants go?"
Aeleasha looked towards the table and there was absolutely no food. "That's weird. It's nine, but there's no food. Where exactly did the servants go?"
Feeling that something is wrong at home, this time choose to immediately tell the husband. He hurried up the stairs and headed to his private room.
At first, he thought that his husband was taking a bath, but when he did not hear the sound of water, he wanted to make sure. She now blinked her eyes several times while there was no husband.
"Darling!"
Aeleasha shouted quite loudly, hoping that the man who had suddenly disappeared was coming soon. However, he had yelled several times, making him feel very worried as well as frightened.
"Darling! Where are you? Oh, my God, this isn't funny. Are you trying to scare me?"
Still with the feeling of raging, now he still can not eliminate the fear of being alone in the room.
"What's really going on? Why is everyone suddenly disappearing? I was really scared" said Aeleasha, now walking back to the exit and looking for her husband by shouting and opening one room at a time.
To be continued...