Love You More Husband
Delays

Sofia's like having a baby girl now. How not? Milea has not stopped crying and asked to be allowed to follow Rafa. He then abandoned his intention to go to the foundation because of Milly's actions.

"Momy...Did Rafa's brother go with that ugly assistant?" he asked after a bit of calm.

"Milly.he has a name. Don't get into the habit of giving bad calls to other people, son." Sofia advised while lying down next to Milly. Somehow Milly's spoiled nature made her love the girl so much.

"Milly's pissed off mom!"

"Anged or jealous?" goda Sofia was expressionless. Milly was so pensive to hear her in-laws question.

"Since Mily was upset at Yura mom. Why didn't Rafa choose a male assistant?" Milea pursed her lips.

"You should ask your husband Milly directly." Sofia said. The bell rang, making Sofia's forehead flinch. No one usually visits during office hours. The guards will also report first from the gate if there are guests. After the door opened, no waiter went upstairs to tell him. The only ones in the house were her and Milea. Sofia immediately rose from the fall followed by Milly who was also curious.

"Who's coming, Re?" sofia asked Rena who just locked the door. Rena saluted them.

"Young master" she replied.

"You mean Rafael?" Sofia. Rena assented. Milea who heard the conversation immediately rushed to her husband's study near the stairs.

"You....." Rafa who had just opened his shirt stopped his movements instantly as Milly suddenly walked into his room without even knocking on the door first. Rafa took a rough breath.

"Milly, get in the habit of knocking on the door when you go into someone else's room" she said in a low tone. Wrong if Rafa thinks Milly would be offended. The girl ran to the door, opened it with a quick wagon, closed it again and knocked on it from the outside. Really weird.

"Lake in!" Rafa was forced to answer on the third knock. Milea came back in and approached.

"So, don't you go?" tanyanya enthusiastic.

"Delay flights. Dady sent Alex this afternoon." Milea cheered excitedly, unexpectedly the girl instead hugged Rafael before the man could do anything about it. Nothing was done by the man when the face as white as marble was even attached to his plain chest that had been opened even though the shirt he was wearing had not been dated completely. Rafael choked when something wet hit his field chest. Milea crying.

"Don't go." he whispered as he continued to hug his sturdy body tighter. Rafael raised his hand, stroking Milea's head.

"I'm not going anywhere." The reply was no less subtle. I do not know how long they hugged each other without remembering the time until Rafael loosened the hand of the girl who was wrapped around her stomach and cupped her face.

"Stop crying." Milea looked at him.

"Milly, this is just a workspace. You can't see if there's just enough beds for one person?" Rafa deliberately moved aside so that Milea could clearly see her bedroom.

"At least let me sleep on the couch." This time Rafael nodded. His eyes even glinted furiously.

"No Milly. What would your family say if they knew their daughter was being treated this way? I take you with respect from your family, I'll take care of you, too." Is it wrong if Milea's heart is sliced now? Rafael still thinks of himself and his family when he doesn't think about the feelings of his parents who live with him.

"Then go back to your room." Raphael wiped away the tears that kept falling on his smooth cheeks.

"Wear it, I can use the guest room later. Don't think about me Milea. I am a man and this is my home. I can sleep anywhere I want."

"But I want Rafa's brother to sleep with me in your room." Milea seems to be starting to get inflamed. His face was even flushed now. Either because of embarrassment or something else.

"Alright." break up Rafa later. It seemed like the man was tired of arguing. His body asked to be rested. Not to mention some mandatory emails he researched because he did not enter the office today.

"Thank you sister." and without saying goodbye Milea left her study until Rafa shook her head. I can't stop thinking about Milea's behavior. Maybe his wife was used to being pampered to act as she wished. Rafael goes to the bathroom. His body feels sultry.

Not to mention Rafael had dressed, the door was knocked back from the outside. Rafa thoughtfully pinched his head, perhaps annoyed.

"Lake in" he said. Door opens. Milea Again. His wife came with a cup of juice and a snack and put it on the table.

"Does my brother work here?"

"Yes, there are some things I need to do." Sahut Rafael while opening his closet, looking for clothes. The young master of Hutama immediately withdrew his hand as Milea's soft hand grabbed her clothes. Take home t-shirts and shorts for him without being ordered. Rafael is back in wonder.

"Are you okay, Milea?" ask carefully. Milea stared at the brown netra of the husband without hesitation.

"Yes." she replied firmly.

"You don't have to do this, Milly, I can do it myself." Of course Rafael who is usually independent can do anything without help. And again he was used to taking care of himself without the hand camue of others.

"I need to do it because I want to learn to be a good wife, brother."