Mad Boss
Gladi Result

One way to get rid of anger is to spend money.

Today, Cindekia's phone is unceasingly ringing. Starting from parents, until his close friends contact him to thank him for the gift he sent.

Whether the demons possessed her, that was how Lindri, and Gina thought after finding out how much the bags they received were worth. So did Rendi and Damar after receiving a watch given by Cindekia.

For a week Cindekia languished in her apartment, all she could do was go to the supermarket and mall which was still in the neighborhood where she lived.

His frustration at being called a sloth changed into a feeling of guilt after finding himself the arrival of the moon.

"If I'm not pregnant, then is this really a normal vitamin?" cindekia murmured a glance at the vitamin bottle she was holding.

The packaging bottle is written supplements but it could be fraudulent. But his guess is just bad prejudice.

Do I have to apologize to him for being so bad? no-no, that's not necessary. Just being too much, that's part of apologizing. Inner monologues.

They had not met in person for a week. With passion she dressed herself to welcome her husband's return from Turkey. Cindekia was wearing the red sleeveless knee-length dress she had just bought.

Not to forget he wore a pink diamond necklace that makes his neckline look more beautiful.

Cindekia casts an invisible shadow. "Welcome back Honey!" he said with a flirtatious smile in front of the mirror. She performed a dress rehearsal before welcoming her husband home.

"Welcome home Darling!" he cried once again while trying to blink one eye but could not.

No-no, isn't it, less tempting. Cindekia shook her head,

"What are you doing, Sweetie?" gamya's voice suddenly shocked Cindekia. Seriously, she rehearses rehearsal rehearsal until she doesn't hear her husband open the door.

"Astganaga!" cindekia chuckled in shock because for a moment she thought there was a ghost asking her to talk.

Gamya looked at his wife's astonishment, "Where do you want to go with such clothes?!"

"Why did you just come in?"

"I opened the door first" replied Gamya who felt she passed the stage of opening the door.

"No, I mean, yes, yes" lamented Cindekia .

"You haven't answered my question!" gamya once again.

Cindekia ignored Gamya's protest. He pushed Gamya back out of the room to the exit. "Honey, for a minute" Cindekia said after Gamya was outside, then she closed the door to their house.

Shortly after, he opened the door again. "Welcome home Honey!" Cindekia let Gamya in, hugged and kissed her husband's lips.

Gamya closed the door and looked at the wonder of his wife who was smiling sweetly at him.

What happens to him as long as I'm not around, should I take him to a psychiatrist?

"Darling, you didn't say anything?"

What can I say if you're dressed like this out of the house?! the Gamya inner war.

Whether his wife had just come home from shopping or wanted to go shopping, was a question that popped into Gamya's head. Usually Cindekia never give themselves at home alone.

Why is he silent? she doesn't like it? how is this advice on the internet? cindekia is confused.

She twirled her body, revealing her new dress. "I thought you'd be happy, I'm dressed up like this to welcome you" Cindekia grumbled in a disappointed tone.

"You didn't come out in that outfit, did you?"

"Huh?! No way?!" strangled Cindekia crossed her arms in the chest, her dress so open both behind and in front.

Gamya smiled and breathed a sigh of relief, her inner war was over. "Should I go back in the house again?" gamya laughs and pulls his Wife into his arms. "I miss you so much."

"Let's date!" cindekia exclaimed a hug and led her husband to the dining table.

"This is what you mean by dating?" tanya Gamya looked at the dining table that had been neatly arranged with a set of cutlery.

"Yes, candle light dinner," Cindekia replied as she pressed the remote to close the window curtain.

"I'll close the curtains to make it dark" Cindekia served her homemade pasta which was still warm.

It's up to you, Kia.

Cindekia sat looking at her husband with her big smile. "I cooked it myself" he said, convinced that this time he was no longer khilaf.

"You make pasta?"

"mmm..."

Gamya began to eat the dish in front of him with a slight hesitation. But the moment the paste touched his tongue, his mind was shocked. It feels a little bit good to eat.

Gamya gave his thumbs up to Cindekia, and continued to finish his passover.

"After this, what will you show me next?"

"I'm just cooking this,"

Gamya stood up from his seat and approached Cindekia. "Sweetie's next date" whispered Gamya glancing at his wife's exposed body parts.

"Watch, movie!!" cindekia shouted at the end of her sentence as Gamya had already carried her and brought her to their room.

"Eh, honey wait, wait!" Cindekia panicked a little as her body was dropped on the bed.

Gamya who had overcome Cindekia immediately closed the mouth of Cindekia who still wanted to talk.

"What's wrong?" gamya asked him to stop his kiss because Cindekia pinched his naughty hand that was crawling down below.

"I'm on the moon" said Cindekia calmly.

"What?" Gamya wanted to laugh, but could not. He thought his wife was warming up with a seductive look to welcome his return.

"If you're on the moon, why do you look like this welcoming me?"

"Let's be happy,"

"My head is hurting,"

"Huh? Honey let me massage."

It's an opportunity to do good, as an apology is bad to think.

"No need!" Gamya got out of bed. However his arm was pulled and forced to sit back by Cindekia.

"Don't ngeyel! You must be jetlag keeps getting headaches. With a massage Cindekia Putri bint Salahuddin surely the dizziness will disappear!" cindekia cried confidently while massaging her husband's head forcibly.

(*jetlag \= feeling tired from traveling quickly to a place where the time is different from the place left)

Gamya sat down resignedly on the bed, while Cindekia half stood behind him.

"... Baby, the time there and here is the same as day," Gamya errs heart-heartedly.

"Oh.," Cindekia kept massaging her husband's head. "Are you having a headache from eating my homemade pasta? but the truth is I don't love micin!"

Gamya pulled the hand of Cindekia who was massaging her head, as it seemed that her headache was not getting better.

Gamya took his wife into his lap. "My head hurts because it has to hold on to my misses even longer" he whispered.

"I'm sorry" she said after peeping her husband's lips.

Gamya smiled looking into Cindekia's round eyes. "Why are you apologizing?"

"Because I've done wrong."

"Oh yeah?"

"I don't eat the vitamins You're told to eat, because I thought You'd poison Me" I'm Cindekia in the end. He is ready if Gamya is angry and might give him punishment.