Love You More Husband
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"It's for you and Man sir, Yura." Milea said as she held out the two boxes she had brought to Yura who was standing at the side of the car door. The girl nodded respectfully at Milea then accepted her.

"Thank you young mistress" she replied briefly. Yura stepped aside a bit as Rafael got into his car.

"You don't have to bother preparing it for my mistress." continued Yura.

"I need to prepare it Yura. Similarly for Mr. Man because you are in charge of looking after my husband later. I not only consider you workers, but also brothers. So Yura, do your job well because I entrust my husband to you. Remember, trust is very expensive" said Milea softly, but full of pressure. Almost three times he emphasized the word husband when dealing with Yura. Milea is like giving a posse to confirm if her second marriage is okay and Rafael is hers. Yura nodded respectfully.

"Good young mistress." she replied respectfully.

"Now depart. May you all be safe until your destination is back home." Milea waited for all the doors to close. He stared at Rafael who also looked back at him full of astonishment. The handsome man waved his hand and was warmly replied by Milea. A graceful and sincerity young mistress.

From inside the house, Desi's aunt carried four boxes of aftershocks that were immediately put in the second car, where the guards who would accompany Rafael left. Of course, all did not escape the observation of Yura, Sofia and Fernando who were still standing on the porch. Fernando hugged his wife's arm tightly. A smile smirk adorned the lips of the great master Hutama when he had since seen the interaction of his son-in-law, also found Yura who usually looks for trouble with Milea looking down respectfully at her daughter-in-law who keeps smiling widely in front of her. Milea showed her quality, she fought for her position and self-esteem very elegantly.

"Mom..dad..let's go. We haven't had breakfast." Milea embraces the body of her two-in-laws with her bare face. Like Sofia, Nandopun was reminded of Farah. His eyelids are glazed.

"Milly, you don't have to bother preparing anything for us. Mommy can be alone." Sofia forbids her daughter-in-law from making coffee and warm milk for her because she intends to make it herself. But Milea was more deft and worked on it.

"Momy sit. I'm glad I did. Doesn't Momy want to accompany me today? Rafa's sister left .I feel so lonely." Sofia chuckles softly. She knew Milea only wanted a conversation partner, not lonely because there was no husband. Their relationship is not that good.

"Milly, momy actually wants to. But really, momy had to go to the hospital today. There's a nine o'clock operation. But if you have time, we can go to the mall to shop after lunch." Sofia bargained while spooning food for Fernando.

"Really mom? Ahh...well, I'll catch up with momy there later in the day." Milea's gleeful face made Sofia's heart warm. His son-in-law looked a lot like him in his youth. The difference is that Milea is more expressive and aggressive. Not like he was a lot of silence. But look at the spirit in his eyes. Everyone who saw it would know that the girl was an unyielding warrior. Ahhhh. Her mother was also very nice to her. He wants that too. Treating her daughter-in-law like her own daughter. And he believes it is not at all difficult for him to do because of the nature of Milea who is loving to anyone.

Half an hour later, Milea drove her in-laws to the main door. Richard had come to pick me up even though he wasn't told to. His teaching uniform that once made Milea very fascinated attached to her athletic body. If Milea used to linger looking at her with a look of adoration, that is not the case now. Milea just stared at him flatly without expression. Richard was no longer attractive in his eyes.

"Don't forget to catch up with Momy later on Milly. Asalamualaikum." Sofia stroked her daughter-in-law's head before getting into the car.

"Sir, have you all eaten?" Milea turned her head towards Desi who had been standing behind her.

"Not yet madam." Milea glanced at the wall clock. It's eight o'clock.

"Then breakfast is fast." But a moment later Milea realized something. All the menus that are cooked are almost exhausted because it was brought for lunch and breakfast earlier. Why did he forget that there were ten officers left in the house? Ahhh..stupid!!

"Yul is finishing cooking mistress. We'll have breakfast soon after." Milea breathed a little. Long steps led him to the kitchen.

"What are you cooking Bi?" Yul who was engrossed in cooking immediately saluted his master.

"Know the red seasoning and the lady's kale" he replied unpleasantly. Honestly, Yul was afraid to be said presumptuous because cooking without asking permission first from the young mistress. Milea looked at him sharply.

"There's still a stockpile of shrimp and chicken in a refrigerator bik. Cook for you." Yul gasps. Chicken and shrimp in question is the best quality meat that is only eaten for the employer only. Before working at home he was also a chef in the family of officials, but for the food of his former employer it will not mix the menu with the menu of workers. Everything's different.

"But ma'am..Why should we not buy chicken or shrimp just plain in the traditional market? Maybe the one in the fridge is too expensive for us." Milea shakes.

"All meals in this house are the same. What we eat, you can eat too. Never distinguish bik food." asserted Milea later.

"Good mistress." Desi immediately helped Yul out a chicken supply alone. Although their mistress gave freedom, but both knew themselves enough and only took one of them. Hearing Milea's decision made them happy. At least their employers are very caring and kind.

Milea's phone rang. A notification of the green platefrom. Her beautiful smile grew for the umpteenth time when the name Rafael was listed there. Hurry up and open the message. A photo shows Rafael holding his lunchbox, finishing his rice, side dishes and desert.

'Thank you Milly, the breakfast was great.'