Mad Boss
87 Is the same

Cindekia swung her hand, preparing to snap Gamya's head. Still sleeping, an opportunity not to be missed.

However, his hand came to a halt as he was about to land on Gamya's jidat.

Just dysentile!

Cindekia put up her index finger and thumb, ready to nudge her husband's eel.

However, her index finger was stopped by Gamya's gaze which suddenly opened her eyes.

Huh huh? He's waking up

"Good Morning, sir." Cindekia had to smile while rubbing Gamya's jidat.

Gamya took the hand that touched his forehead and then got up. Soon he dropped Cindekia to the bottom.

Whahuh? what's he doing, morning kiss? Remember not to brush your teeth and wash your face, Cindekia immediately covered her face with both hands.

"Sleep well, Hun?" A soft, low-pitched voice entered Cindekia's ears. He had no intention of removing his hand from his face.

"Yes, very good. Sir, what does this father want? want a romantic snobs with morning kiss? I don't want to!"

"You don't want to, if it doesn't happen?" gamya Laughter. He moved away from Cindekia, and rolled into position to turn on the headlights of the room. It just so happens that the light switch room is next to Cindekia.

Cindekia raised a hand that covered part of her face to look at the already brightly lit room.

"I just want to turn on the lights, Babe," said Gamya.

"Oh, thank you!" chanted Cindekia rushed to the bathroom.

Really embarrassing!

...π π π...

Cindekia sat on the dining table chair watching her husband cook their breakfast.

Although Gamya has officially returned as his boss, he still lets Gamya sabotage his cooking job.

His chin rested on both palms, and both of his elbows rested on the table.

"Sir, regarding my parents, did Mr Isman pick them up?"

"No, I sent someone else."

"Thousand?" Cindekia laughed a little. "Dad's got a messenger?"

"Darling, come here."

Cindekia with a spirited smile moved from her seat and approached Gamya, "What can I help you with, sir?" as an assistant.

Without speaking, Gamya's right hand immediately embraced Cindekia's waist, bringing her closer. And his left hand pushed the nape of Cindekia closer to being kissed.

Cindekia gasped in surprise, but Gamya deepened her kiss.

Seeing Gamya who closed his eyes, making Cindekia follow close his eyes. As a result, he made it easier for Gamya to explore himself.

Cindekia clasped tightly to the end of the shirt Gamya wore, and ended up pinching her waist, making Gamya remove herself.

"What's wrong? Baby?"

Cindekia glared in annoyance, "Why did you suddenly kiss me without excuse? even though it is legal to be the father's wife, it still violates human rights!"

The one glared back smiling, "OK, next time I'll excuse you first" Gamya said.

He again magnified the fire that was transferring heat energy to the fish soup pot he was cooking.

"I don't think I need to ask permission to kiss you, last night you seemed to enjoy it so much, when I kissed every inch." hmmp."

Cindekia shut Gamya's mouth too much of a bacot will shrink last night's events.

Gamya let go of the hand that covered her mouth to continue talking, "and just now you seemed to like it, too" she later said.

Instantly both of Cindekia's cheeks flushed in embarrassment, "No quibble! that's fish you'll be charred!"

"Drr... " The ringing of the cell phone saved Cindekia from a cornered situation. "Mami's calling, just talk sir!"

"Sir, Mami told me to go tomorrow to get fittings for clothes." Cindekia told Gamya, who was sitting on the dining table chair, to eat breakfast.

"Hmmm..."

"It should not fittings custom clothes is okay, right, sir? My body is ideal, fitting the size of M, proof of yesterday's wedding kebaya dress fitting on my body tuh." grumbled Cindekia.

"Ohuk. uhuk..." Gamya choked on the rice that had just passed through his throat.

Actually it was not because the ideal body of Cindekia fit the size of M, but Gamya made a thorough measurement when Cindekia fell asleep in her room at that time. Of course, it's not just measuring what Gamya does.

Deftly Cindekia moved, rubbing and banging Gamya's back, "Father is okay? drink a lot sir,"

Cindekia took a seat, sitting next to Gamya after Gamya stopped coughing. "Eat that slowly, sir, don't be in a hurry."

"Thank you for the advice, Hun."

"Yes, Sir. The same."

Gamya continued to eat the rice that befriended the fish soup, and Cindekia joined in eating the breakfast that Gamya had prepared for her.

Cindekia eats quickly and voraciously like something is being hunted.

"Sir, you're afraid I'm pregnant at the reception? so you use security." asked Cindekia blak-blakkan suddenly.

Gamya immediately gulped down his drinking water, afraid of choking again.

"Honey," Gamya turned to look at Cindekia who was sitting next to him.

"Yes, Sir?" Cindekia looked at the empty glass that Gamya was holding, "Oh, please sir" she said then took the empty glass and took it to the dispenser to refill her husband's warm water.

Gamya who called him no to it, just silently looked at Cindekia.

"This, sir." Cindekia put back the refilled Gamya glass.

"Thank you" said Gamya not to say what he wanted to say. He continued to finish his remaining food.

While Cindekia no longer bothers Gamya with questions. Afraid she was not ready to eat.

After Gamya finished finishing his breakfast, Cindekia quickly cleaned up the used utensils to wash on the sink. He must do his job well.

Gamya kitchen is equipped with a dishwasher, but it seems only for display because it is not used as its function.

Cindekia was back and forth exposed to splashes of tap water, not because she was also not reliable washing dishes. He is just groggy around men who are getting more and more handsome in his eyes.

He became increasingly groggy as a pair of hands grabbed his shoulders from behind, and something rested on his head.

"Sir, this is your head above my head, west!" the reprimand does not accept.

The protestant laughed happily, loosened his embrace and moved his head to Cindekia's shoulder. His forehead rests on one shoulder.

"Hun, thank you for being my wife,"

Cindekia stopped washing dishes. Not because he was amazed by Gamya's thanks, but because his hands could not freely move because of Gamya's embrace.

"Yes sir, same-same."

"Love you, Hun."

"Yes sir, the same." repeated Cindekia. "Promise no more, sir."

Cindekia's answer again made Gamya laugh, when have I ever been beautiful?

"Have you finished hugging him? I'm going to do the dishes." Cindekia holds both shoulders. I hope Gamya lets go.

"Darling, when did I get used to it? I just want to live with you." Gamya moved his hand to Cindekia's stomach.

He nodded his head and aligned it with Cindekiah's head. See what his wife washed.

Gamya clings to her already making her pound, hearing Gamya's talk which means her husband will not have an affair with another woman or man, making her mood flowery.

While her husband meant that she really wanted to live alone with Cindekia. The man had no intention of having children.