
It was a beautiful and smiling morning for Dylan. The man was never this happy once he woke up from his sleep. He looked around his room and found something different.
While stretching his body, he saw how Rio curled up on his right side while hugging the blanket. Meanwhile, the sound of a water tap running in the bathroom is the answer to why the left part becomes empty. Yes, the wife had woken up first and was cleaning up.
“I will prepare clothes for you,” said Anyelir as soon as the woman came out of the bathroom. His hair was still wet and wrapped around a towel to dry quickly.
Dylan smiled, with his eyes still somewhat sticky from waking up, but the man could confirm that the one standing near the bathroom door was his wife. The man felt quite relieved, because now Carnations no longer use formal language to talk to him.
“Ya, soon I'll take a shower.”
Carnations also smiled. “Do not forget to pray first,” said the woman.
Dylan picked up his phone that was on the nightstand. This time they slept in Dylan's rearranged room. So in this room, there is not a bit of Andin's trinkets left. It's a little weird for Dylan, but he'll get used to it. He had to adapt so that Carnations would still accompany him.
“Oh, yes. From earlier, Ms. Tera called you. There seems to be some messages as well. But you're sleeping, so I don't dare to wake up.” Carnation tells her husband while pointing at the mobile phone that is now moved to be in the hands of the husband.
But Dylan chuckled. “That era might be your age, because she was about five years different from me. Why do you call him ‘Bu’?
Anyway winking, how does she know information about such a thing about the secretary of her husband?
The man opened the phone before heading to the bathroom. It turned out to be true, so many messages were sent by Tera as well as missed calls.
‘Pak Dylan, portrait of Bu Carnation widely spread on the internet. Looking from the location, it looks like Bu Anyelir's shooting is in your home.’
*
Still on the same day, the dining table was full of various breakfast menus. As usual, Carnations would feed Rio affectionately, while Dylan would dress up neatly using the clothes and also other supplies that his wife had prepared.
The shirt hanging neatly because it has been re-ironed every time Dylan wants to go to work, do not forget the pants that are also hanging beside him, then a tie that matches the clothes of the day.
Perfumes, cufflinks, watches and tie clips have been provided for Dylan. The man wears without thinking about what he should use. For some reason, the solid taste of the match made by Carnations for the clothes is always right and in accordance with Dylan's taste.
The man came down after dressing up to go to the office. While walking, he looked towards the first floor and looked at Rio who was busy chewing food. Dylan approached and sat down beside the baby.
Seeing her husband was sitting at the dinner table, Anyelir immediately took the initiative to take the rice and side dishes. “This is breakfast,” bargain Dylan on Carnation.
He took a small portion of rice, because Dylan always had breakfast like that.
“Thank you,” replied Dylan.
The interaction between Carnations and Dylan made Mr. Gunadi and Laras smile. They were at first very hesitant if Dylan would forget Andin, but in fact it turned out that the man was able to be crushed by his young wife as well.
Dylan ate the food on his plate, while the Carnation continued to feed Rio.
Dylan's warm interaction with Carnations really drew the attention of the servants. So, the chatter of the last weeks when the new madam first came, finally discussed again. They had time to bet on whether the master would fall in love again with their new mistress. But seeing Dylan's really good treatment of Carnations, the women's support team now felt superior.
“I told you what, Mr. Dylan it will eventually melt in Bu Anyelir.” One of them tried to prolong the conversation.
“No, because every day Mr. Dylan met with Mr. Carnation, surely Mr. Dylan's feelings will be heavier on the Carnation Bu who is often with him.”
“Eh, yes, yes, you remember yesterday Mr Dylan asked us to throw away all the equipment belonging to Bu Andin?”
“Iya right! I can hardly believe me, I think it's all because I listen to music too often through earphones while sleeping so that I can mishear. Turns out, you guys also heard the same thing.”
“You know? In fact, the wedding photo is the pride of Bu Andin. But now Mr. Dylan threw it away!”
“Hey, where did you throw everything away?”
“I put it in the sack, then I burn it all with the sacks.”
“Wah, crazy. No wonder if Ms. Andin comes back, she will be shocked and angry to see all her photos thrown away.”
“I don't expect Bu Andin back. I think Bu Andin is good, but I'm honestly more comfortable with Bu Anyelir.”
The group eventually stopped talking about the boss until the butler in the Bagaskara family's house dispersed them. “Sst! Shh! It seems so fun, huh?” bi Ai asked while insinuating them.
“Emm it bu ...” They also got a reprimand from Bi Ai and finally the servants dispersed themselves to not gossip anymore.
“Already, already! Clean up the food on the table!” tell the woman with the rolled hair.
Meanwhile, Rio who had just finished being fed immediately chose to play and Carnation continued eating for himself.
“Anyelir, you should be careful,” Dylan told his young wife.
The woman was flattered when she heard her husband worried about her. “I'm fine, why are you worried?” Carnations asked back because they did not know what the situation was like.
Dylan nodded too. “Do not go out without telling me first. Ok?” dylan said as he rubbed the head of the Carnation.
It was peered at by the servants and they melted when they saw Dylan's treatment like that to the Carnations.
“Indeed why?” Anyelir's face even blushed as her husband said so.
“Big don't.”
Dylan clasped Carnation's hand, and the man turned to his mother. “Bu?”
“What's up?” lastri asked who had changed seats to be in the living room, while Dylan and Carnation were still sitting at the dining table.
“Bu, please later checked one by one waiter, security guard or even gardener as well.”
“What's the reason?”
Dylan rubbed Anyelir's hand while continuing his explanation. “There is something wrong with our employees. I hope that after this, there will be no more brash servants in my house. Especially my wife!”