Love is Back
Introduces

"It looks like I'm really sick!" cetus Ayla with her worried and panicked face.

Arvan's face that had shown our regrets looked at his wife's crybaby and then laughed again. He felt funny with his wife's face.

"Geez baby, I'm serious. Why are you so adorable? Though the look on Mas's face was sad, even you made a laugh!" kekeh Arvan with his head.

"Ma...Mas seriously?" ayla asked quietly with a full look.

"Yes my dear, honey, baby, darling" Arvan said with a squeeze on his wife's cheek.

Blushh

"But why did Mas suddenly change gini?" ayla asked softly with her cheeks that met red.

"Maybe God has awakened Mas and given Mas a chance to improve Mas better than before" Arvan said with a serious face and smile.

"No need to talk about that anymore. Don't you like it, how is it changing like it is now?" continued Arvan with a tense face somehow it feels Arvan deg degan waiting for an answer from his wife.

"Sus...Like," Ayla murmured with a soft voice but, it still sounded clearly in Arvan's ears.

"What dear? I didn't hear well, I heard a little bit of his voice," said Arvan with a restrained smile. He pretended not to hear what his wife muttered.

"Mas! That's it, he said he wanted to take a shower, right? Sana Mas shower first, Ayla will ready her clothes," ayla said she switched the conversation because she felt ashamed because this was the first time she could have a casual conversation like this with her husband since she was married for two months.

"Mandi with yuk!" take Arvan with a blink of his eye.

Blushh

Again and again Arvan words successfully make Ayla's cheeks as red as tomatoes.

"Ish Mas don't joke anymore, sana!" Ayla pushed her husband slowly towards the bathroom.

Arvan only chuckles a little at the reaction of his wife while whistling happily towards the bathroom. Arvan's heart tastes flowery at this time.

"Is this what it's like to fall in love?" murmured Arvan with his urgency. He even felt amused himself with the words made for his wife from earlier that he did not usually say. But, for the sake of being able to get the heart of his beautiful wife, Arvan will do anything. He did not want to experience regrets like before that made him feel numb.

Just like the flowery Arvan, Ayla who was in the dressing room held her chest that beat her heart felt flowery. Remembering her husband's behavior and words earlier made a smile rise directly on her lips.

"Any indeed Mas suddenly changed that, but not anyway I also prefer if our relationship can be better," muttered Ayla with her cheeks of embarrassment to herself considering the incident, especially when her husband invited her to a private place.

"Ah, Ayla, don't keep thinking! Now let's get ready for your husband's clothes!" he said with passion.

Ayla also began to prepare her husband's clothes with a sense of happiness, whereas Arvan only said sweet but Ayla was already flowery taste. What if Arvan has added bucin? Probably passed out her Aylanya time.

Chequelek

Arvan came out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around her waist. His athletic body and checkered stomach are plastered with water pouring from his hair that has not dried.

Arvan went to the place to change his clothes. When entering Arvan immediately circulated his gaze looking for the figure he still missed.

"Darling," call Arvan.

Not having found his wife there, Arvan quickly put on her clothes.

After being used neatly, Arvan went down to the first floor looking for the wife who was not visible in her room.

"Where is Madam?" arvan asked coldly to his servant.

"Mistress in the kitchen, sir," replied the maid with a bow of respect because Arvan did not like it in the face let alone his subordinates.

Hearing that, Arvan headed straight towards the kitchen. When he reached the kitchen everyone wanted to say hello to Arvan but, Arvan immediately coded for everything to be quiet and out of the kitchen room.

Everyone just nodded in understanding, then came out quietly from the kitchen so that their Madam would not notice their departure.

Seeing that the kitchen was only the two of them, Arvan hugged his wife from behind.

"My wife is so sweet" whispered Arvan right in Ayla's ear.

Ayla who felt the whisper was goosebumps and tensed up instantly.

"Ma...Why is she here? And Ayla sweet from where did she try? Dirty gini too," Ayla cussed with her slow oddity. It seems Ayla has already begun to adapt to Arvan's changing attitude.

"And her name in the kitchen must be dirty baby, but you still fragrant and beautiful really. My wife is sweet dong proof there is already a waiter but you still want to prepare special food with love spices for your husband," he whispered again with added hugging his wife tightly.

Ayla just shook her head with her red face to hear her husband's words. Ayla tried to let go of her embrace.

Arvan chuckles and kisses his wife on the cheek.

"All right, wife!"

Don't ask me again how red Ayla's cheeks are.

"Sorry to interrupt the time of Mr and Madam" said the butler with a bowed respect. The butler felt a little guilty interrupting the affection of the Master and Nyonya but how else would he have to say.

"What's wrong?" asked Arvan flat.

"In front is your secretary, she said she brought me an important file that you have to sign" replied the butler.

"The file?" Arvan scrunched his forehead in wonder. "Would it be night, and he just came? It's not like I told Evan to clear the schedule!" muttered Arvan with a look of annoyance.

But Arvan still wanted to accompany his wife in the kitchen.

"Here you go, take care of the office problems first. Mas came home early, maybe it was urgent," Ayla said.

"Huh, all right, baby. Mas just jerk, after that Mas here again temenin you okay. But, now that you have to be helped by other servants, Mas doesn't want you to be tired! They're also on the payroll so you don't have to bother telling them!" arvan said gently while stroking his wife's hair.

"Have the servants work well lest my wife get tired while they eat blind pay!" sarcasm Arvan stared intently at the butler.

Ayla stared at the astonishment of her husband who turned resolutely with the butler.

'His name is also Mr. Kali. The aura of the leader is very thick, like the novels I read, Ayla said in her heart.

"Okay sir," replied the butler firmly.

Arvan turned his eyes back to his wife. His gaze turned gentle back unlike to the butler.

"Then I go, baby, remember not to be tired! Mas just jerk away," said Arvan again then kissed his wife's forehead before actually leaving the place.

When he arrived at the living room, Arvan was a little surprised to see the secretary who came to his Mansion. But, after that Arvan immediately neutralized the look of his face.

"I'm sorry to interrupt Mr.'s time, but this file needs Mr. Arvan's signature" the secretary said with a smile.

"I told Evan to clear all my schedules today. I have also checked all the schedules and I think the important files were not still able to sign tomorrow morning is not necessary until I have to come to my Mansion right? So, you can go home now, just put it on my desk, tomorrow I'll sign it. Ah and another one, I don't want to see my employees coming to my private area!" firmly Arvan with a flat face and sharp gaze.

"Sa.... I didn't mean it that way, sir. I just want to ask for your signature" the secretary said with a sad face.

"Have you finished?" ayla asked when she had just arrived in the living room to approach her husband.

"It's a pity, '" answered Arvan by stroking his wife's hair gently.

Ayla turned her gaze towards the beautiful woman in her sexy formal attire.

"This is Mas's secretary, right?" ayla asked with a smile.

"Dear, this is Mas's new secretary. He is Mas's second secretary, dear" replied Arvan with his hands still fondly stroking his wife's hair.

'Honey?' the inner secretary looked at Ayla with her cynical gaze.

"Hello, greetings. Introduce me Ayla your boss's wife. What's your name?" ayla asked as she extended her hand.

"Greetings to Mba Ayla. I'm Keysha, Mr. Arvan's new secretary," Key greeted with a forced smile and received Ayla's hand.

"Mrs!" arvan firmly with his sharp gaze.

"I'm sorry, what do you mean?" tanya Key pretended not to know.

"She's my wife, so you should have called my wife Madam. If only once I hear you mispronounce, that second I'll make sure you'll leave my company!" Arvan resolute.

"Mas" Ayla rebuked but, her smile could not lie if she was happy because she was admitted by her husband in front of his employees.

"It should be dear" whispered Arvan softly.

"Sorry Mister. Sorry Madame Ayla if my call was wrong" said Key with a forced smile.

"It's okay Keysha."

'Cih, is he worth calling Madam tuh just look at his clothes so dirty must smell it. His face is also ugly so not make up anymore may not know how to make up times. None of his elegance was particularly unsuitable for Master Arvan!' inner Key judged Ayla's appearance and silently stared cynically at Ayla.