Keyla Forever's
EPS-74
In the morning, as Keyla blinked her eyes, her stomach seemed to have fallen, almost Keyla cried out, but her memory was faster than her mouth would scream, she remembered vividly, for two days she was the wife of Fatih Himawan.
Keyla continued to look at the face of the husband who was still asleep in his sleep, wanting him to give a lot of kisses on this handsome face in front of him.
"A very beautiful view in the morning" Keyla murmured, even her smile was brand new blooming flowers, signifying the woman was very happy, how unhappy, if what was before her was now not a dream, live the reality, which he himself still does not believe.
Keyla moved Fatih's hand slowly so as not to wake her husband, Keyla went down slowly from there, she cleaned her face first before going downstairs.
"I'd better cook something for Fatih's mas, who knows if she'll have breakfast later," Keyla muttered, Keyla walked out of her room, her goal this time was her new kitchen, and her goal was her new kitchen, and ready to pick up with a shoe with his minions.
Not even in the kitchen, she was surprised by the aunt who was going to clean her apartment, "morning young Miss," said ART as she bowed respectfully to Keyla, her new employer.
Because the aunt was Bastian's belief, so Fatih gave passcode on ART that to freely enter his apartment, because Fatih knows, Bastian is not a careless person.
"For the bik, it's still very early in the morning, why has the aunt come?" Key again walked to the kitchen, which followed Bik Mo behind him, last night her husband had told her, if there will be ART that will come every day, but not overnight there, if the afternoon comes home.
"No need to bik, let Keyla cook, bibik can do another bik," Keyla wanted to first get married, her husband could eat her cooking.
"Okay Miss," ART passed to clean the entire apartment.
Yes, the second day of Fatih's wife, Keyla wants to cook for her husband, as her mother said, pamper your husband starting from his stomach, the new others, especially the bed, but dear, for the bed, the, last night Keyla and Fatih failed miserably, because Keyla suddenly had an uninvited guest.
Not long Keyla-style cuisine is now neatly arranged at the table to eat, "maybe Fatih likes my cooking," muttered Keyla, actually Keyla rather amused how to call Fatih with the name mas, and, but because this was the desire of the husband, who he said wanted to be called so, Keyla finally relented and will comply with her husband's wishes, after all this is just a call, Keyla thought, so it doesn't matter, Keyla took off the apron that was attached to her body.
While the warm sun was now entering the room of someone who was breathing hard, to be able to wake the owner of the room, he rubbed his eyes, until the eyes were opened perfectly, so that the room was open, Fatih glanced sideways and did not find the wife, she saw her shirtless body, and her mind floated on the scene last night.
"Where is my wife," Fatih's inner being, Fatih went up and entered the bathroom, she would shower first and look for his wife downstairs.
While Keyla is now walking up the stairs, she wants to clean up and wake her husband, last night Fatih said he would just work, because diapartement also can not say anything about the wife.