Love You More Husband
Eggs

"Come here. Why stand there?" Milea walked over to her husband who was sitting on the long sofa extending his hand, but Milea was reluctant to reach him.

"Why? don't you want to sit with me, too?" rafael asked softly leading to sadness that certainly made something in Milea's chest churned sorely.

"No. I haven't had a shower. Let me take a shower first." And without waiting for her husband's answer Milea had run up the stairs. The young woman squealed stifled as she glanced at the clock of her room wall showing at six in the morning. Not usually she woke up late, let alone appeared with a pillow face in front of her husband who had even finished bathing and shaving his jaw. Milea took a bath in haste, changed clothes and then put a thin powder on her face. He must hurry down.

"Milly." call Rafael when Milly's going to the kitchen. When Ibrahim's youngest daughter stopped her steps. Apparently Rafael is still sitting in the same place, either waiting for him or indeed just spending his time there.

"Yes?"

"Do you really not want to just sit with me?" Milea fell in her heart. Why is he going to the kitchen? Though clearly he wanted to see Rafael after a shower. Her slim body inched toward her husband and sat her body next to him.

"Are you better?" Milea reached out to check her husband's body temperature. Normal. The red patches on his body also gradually disappeared although it still left some there.

"Hmmm.I'm used to it." said Rafael while smiling faintly. Can not eat the type of egg from small does make it unable to enjoy the processing to the type of cake though. If she really wanted to, then momy Sofia would give her that allergy medicine as well so that she would be fine.

"I'm sorry. This will never happen again." Milly replied with a face filled with deep regret. He remembered how uncomfortable Rafael was last night. Rafael groped his right cheek and stroked it.

"I want to eat more eggs today." Milea's brown eyes widened. Suddenly he gripped Rafael's hand firmly while shaking his head.

"No. I'll even throw away all the eggs in this house." threatened Milea in a panic.

"Milly, if eating eggs every day can make me continue to be able to hold you while sleeping, I'm willing to eat them until whenever dear..." Milea blinked her eyes, Rafael's red lips had even switched to tasting her fingers full of feeling.

"Sir, prepare me a cow's eye egg. I want breakfast." Rafael orders when he glances bi Desi enters the main house. The chef immediately saluted.

"Well young master" he said before breezing into the kitchen.

"Mas. Don't eat eggs anymore."

"Not if you let me hug you while sleeping." replied Rafael stubbornly. Milly was upset about it.

"It's up to you if you don't want to be reminded. I won't even help you if yesterday's happened." Raphael kept silent and let Milea go from beside him. The corner of his lips lifted before he followed his wife into the kitchen.

"It's young mistress." he replied while waiting for his master's order. Of course, Desi was confused because Rafael ordered the egg menu. Who would have thought that Milea had already transferred the two to a small plate, taking a fork to eat it.

"Can you leave us alone, bi?" the whisper of a smooth baritone sound was near the ears of Desi who was standing behind Milea. The voice of the young master resuscitated the Desi who immediately saluted and left the kitchen area, as well as Rena also another assistant who chose to step aside. Let the newlywed couple alone in the kitchen.

"You ate it without my permission, Milly." Milea tekajut's. The eggs he ate were even stuck in his throat. Even when Rafael turned his body and rubbed the corner of his lips that were exposed to oil for eating in haste, Milly just silently pegged in place. A moment later his mouth again chewed with his hand which immediately inserted the last piece with a quick movement and chewed it like fear first. Yeah, Milly was scared first.

"I've spent it" he said with a serious face that made Rafael squash and pinch his cheek. He who does not have a sister certainly moves stiff when doing so.

"Want a drink?" bargain with Rafael when he saw Milea who was still trying to swallow naturally. Without waiting for an answer, Rafa immediately grabbed the glass, pulled out the water and gave it to Milea.

"Thank you." said Milly after holding up.

"But our business is still not finished Milea Hutama." whispered the sensual man until the hair of Milea bristled because of the breath of Rafael who hit the back of her neck.

"What's mas business?" asked Milea who was trying to shuffle, set the distance so as not to get too close. In fact, it was all in vain because Rafael had locked his body.

"Your lips must be punished!" and without warning Rafael had kissed Milea's lips for a moment and caressed her. Again and again the corner of Rafael's lips lifted because Milea who closed her eyes as if enjoying the husband's kiss.

"This lips.why make me opiate?" rafael whispered before ******** back, this time deeper and made Milea sigh in her tongue game as well as replied to him subconsciously. Rafael really got him drunk.

"Please mas .." Milly whispered in a stingy voice as their kiss grew more and more crazier. With a little courage he pushed Rafael's body even though in his heart he did not want to be separated from it.

"Later to see." he continued afraid if Rafa misinterpreted his movements as rejection.

"So you want to if we move into the room?" Milea shook her head in doubt until Rafael chuckled and immediately carried the daughter of Ibrahim into her warm embrace with a laughter that continued to break. It looked so happy that morning.

"Thank you for this morning. I love you." he said. Milea who hid her face in the chest of Rafael's field raised it.

"But you never loved me" he said no less quietly, but still heard by Rafael who immediately held his chin. Directing to look into his eyes.

"Who said hemm???"