Married Ex Wife
49. Preparing Husband's Shirt

Carnations don't want to go crazy for obeying Dylan's request. More precisely, the common sense, realize that the woman was not complacent with the request of the man who was sleeping unconscious.

Slowly, he raised Dylan's hand. The hug is now not too tight and loosened until the Carnation can go from there.

He tried to step slowly, coming out of the child's room into his own room. Somehow their sleeping position last night, which was clearly a narrow mattress belonging to Rio was fit for the three of them with the state of Carnation being in the middle of being squeezed by the two beloved men.

Go to the room, take a shower and clean yourself. Carnations don't have a job today because he has to work the night shift later. So early in the morning, she could focus at home and accompany Rio.

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“Bu Carnation, do not need to help aunt. Here many who want to cook and clean up,” said Bi Ai who forbid Carnations when the woman was about to wash.

“Ah, Aunt. Whynot? I also live in this house and now there is no work,” he said while still carrying a rice washing basin in his hands.

“Okay, this mom is yes. Already, cook rice let me.” Bi Ai took the rice again and gave it to her servant.

“Ya already, let me prepare breakfast.” The woman insisted on working in the kitchen.

Bi Ai shook her head. “Bi, later the servants there are unemployed if the mother works now,” he said later.

“Anyelir!” A man's voice called his name.

All the servants looked up and saw the source of the sound.

A man with a kimono towel was near the stairs and gave a sharp look to the Carnations. Both hands folded, then he moved his head to the right as if giving orders to the Carnation so that the woman immediately went up to him.

“That, mother better approach Mr. Dylan alone. He looks like he wants something from mom.” Bi Ai ordered the Carnations immediately to the top so that the woman did not take over the work of the servants.

It's nothing, Bi Ai just doesn't want one of her mistresses to work and she lets one of the waiters relax because her job has been taken over by Carnations.

Walking a bit hastily, but Carnations did not want to look ahead. Especially when walking up the stairs, the woman did not want to look up. Because there was Dylan who was folding both hands while staring intently at the Carnation at the end of the stairs.

“Prepare work clothes for me,” Dylan said when Carnation was on the last ladder.

The man walked ahead of the wife with a serious face. It was as if none of the muscles on his face were relaxed.

“Normally he doesn't want me to pay attention to him. Then now why did this person suddenly give me a task,” muttered Carnations inwardly.

Suddenly he remembered something.

“Do-not ...”

The woman immediately closed the front of her body by crossing both hands. Lest he do something to Carnations? The woman became nervous and frightened by her own thoughts.

“What are you doing there? Hurry up!” it was Dylan's decree that gave the order absolutely.

“What are you thinking?” ask the man to Carnation.

The woman was caught off guard thinking of something that led her there. Suddenly Carnation was misbehaved and released both hands, then walked as usual.

“I ... I don't think of anything.” He immediately followed Dylan's footsteps and entered the man's room.

This ... was the first time Anyelir had set foot in Dylan's room. The woman slightly inhaled a familiar smell on her nose. Yes, this is a perfume scent that is often used by Dylan. This aroma sticks and gets trapped in the room, so the room has a masculine odor that is typical with its owner.

However, getting into Dylan's room had to mentally prepare as hard as steel. Because, this is not a bachelor room that is all regulated by his mother. Rather this is the room of a young couple of husbands and wives who love each other.

Not the poster of the footballer attached to the big wall, but their wedding photos that fulfill it. Not musical instruments or sports shoes that fill the corner of the room, but friendly portraits are neatly arranged and show how harmonious they are.

Yes, harmonious before Carnations enter this household.

“You will continue to stand there?” dylan told the Carnation.

Not just sculpting, but Carnations are observing and trying to organize the heart. He tried to make himself ordinary when he saw the condition of the husband's room like this.

“I'll prepare clothes for you. You're taking a shower, right? Take a shower first.” Carnations said without much protest.

In fact, before entering this room he grumbled because suddenly Dylan asked himself to prepare his needs. Where things like this are rejected outright by the man because it is assessed if Carnation is trying to replace the role of Andin for Dylan.

However, the intention to nag before crashed when he saw how this room decorates. The desire to curse her husband was blown away was replaced with his efforts to neutralize a faint heart.

As Dylan walked into the bathroom, he was in the walk area of this closet to prepare the clothes as requested by Dylan.

Carnations took clothes for Dylan, he took a steam iron and smoothed back the suit that the man was about to use, as well as his shirt and pants. Not to forget Carnations choose a tie and also other equipment for the husband.

Once everything was ready, Dylan came out of the bathroom. The man only wore a towel to cover the lower part of his body. Then he also rubbed his wet hair while walking towards Carnation.

“I came out first,” said the woman and she was out leaving Dylan who was preparing in the walk in closet area.

As Carnation was about to exit and open the room door, she felt the phone in her pocket vibrate.

He stopped opening the door and went into his pocket. “Who?” A new number sent him a message.

‘If you ignore my message, then I will be after you, your son and your beloved husband. Quickly give money to replace the debt Joni gave you and do not try to tell anyone!’

Carnations suddenly remembered at the time of the incident Joni who came to the hospital at that time, then after that he continued to get terror short messages like now.

Of course, the woman is not stupid and takes the money for granted, but if her son and the husband are her targets, then what should she do?

Focused on the message, the woman was unaware that someone had been standing behind her. “What are you still there for?”