Married to a Big Boss
Wife Professional

All the families have gone home. Bayu and Ica stay home. Pretty awkward for both.

"Um..., Mas, we go to the room first, will you? Ica never knew also that Mas Bayu had a house this big. So, Ica want to be invited around, dong," Ica pinta with a distinctive potent tone. He was used to it at home. He did not realize that Bayu was a bit uncomfortable with his indulgence.

Bayu brushed off his isolation. He remembered now that Ica was his wife.

"I just bought it for a wedding. When it says to be betrothed, I have been looking for the right house to live in. During this time also focus on filling the furniture of the house, so after buying, do not immediately move to this house," explained Bayu while bringing Ica to the second floor where their room is located.

"Well, this is our room" Bayu said as he opened the door.

"Mas.., the room is huge. It was even bigger than Ica's room. Also not a wardrobe, instead wear a walk in closet. Well...., there is a bath up also in the bathroom, larger than the bath up Ica room. Very large bathroom. Here anyway, you can put the mattress back here." Ica's eyes twinkled as she commented while tracing the contents of their very spacious room. Bayu smiled looking at Ica who was acting like those children.

"Everything's natural. This room will be occupied by two people. So, it's only natural that everything looks more than your room. It also looks more as well when compared to my room at the Surya Group family home," Bayu responded to Ica's admiring comments.

"This is our room as husband and wife. I hope you're comfortable here."

"It must be convenient, anyway, Mas."

"Alhamdulillah if that's it."

"Um.., but..," Ica said hesitantly. Suddenly he changed his mood which looked very happy before.

"Why, Raisa?" tanya Bayu was confused by the suddenness.

"This house is too big to clean. Ica also rarely clean if not clean the room itself. Not to mention, many windows, this house is also a lot that must be treated well so that the house is durable. Not to mention, Ica can't cook. You can check out the recipe from the internet. It will take a long time to adapt to this house. If Ica doesn't really finish her house, and isn't a cook, Ica's sorry, yeah, Mas."

Bayu exhaled because Ica's speech did not need to make him worry excessively.

"She's! Don't do all that. You have a lot of work as my secretary. Then, the work will certainly be more because you are already my wife who is in charge of taking care of me. Home business, we'll find an assistant. So, you focus on being a secretary and a professional wife."

"What's the food business including the assistant's job as well?"

"If you think it's not the wife's job, yeah, get back to you."

"Mother says cooking is a wife's business. Ica will try to be a professional wife by improving her cooking skills."

"It's good that it is." Ica smiled as she nodded in response.

"Tomorrow we'll get back to work as usual. I asked you to know how to position yourself. When to work as a secretary, and when to work as a wife. Youunderstand?" the Bayu Order to Ica. Again Ica responded.

"Oiya, you've also changed calls since we got married, right? I hope that, when dealing with office work, you remain as formal as ever. I don't want to suddenly be called Mas like that night. I remind you to be professional."

"That night?" inner Ica confused. He did not nod in response to Bayu's words.

Ica recalled the incident about that night that Bayu mentioned. Why does Bayu sound so confident when he says Ica has called him suddenly with the call Mas? Only after breakfast did he make that call.

Ica is still curious. He recalls everything he said before going to bed. Aye! Ica is very vulnerable when sleeping when tired. When he speaks, he will be honest and honest. Ica vaguely remembered that she had given Mas's call to Bayu. But he didn't remember exactly what he said. Ica hope, whatever he says does not make himself ashamed. Hopefully the honesty he said when unconscious does not trigger problems in the future. Ica can only hope.

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The dawn time has come. Ica sleeps comfortably despite sleeping with Bayu and has to wear a hijab. It is difficult to show something that he has been closing from what is not his mahram. She had to learn slowly to get used to it, it was not good to close something that was halal in the face of her husband.

She started her job as a wife today. So, it should give a good impression. However, it seems Ica lost quickly with Bayu who turned out to be well dressed to go to the mosque.

"Why do you see me so much?" said Bayu who is uncomfortable with the view of Ica.

"No-no. Ica was just fascinated to see it. It looks different than usual. Better, he'eh." I don't know why Ica is being honest. After that both became flushed due to Ica's speech.

"W-Do you want to pray at dawn too?" ask Bayu to cover up his nervousness and blushing cheeks.

"Well.no. Ica comes months starting from last night. Ica wake up to go between Mas Bayu to the front of the house. Continue, welcome Mas Bayu again if it's home."

"Ooh, that's it."

"Mas Bayu was awake before, too, huh?" Ica looked at the unfolded prayer mat in the empty space near her bed. Ica is very sure before Bayu must have been up to perform tahajud prayers. Suddenly, Ica became even more amazed with her husband.

"Well, I forgot to fold it."

"Udah, let Ica fold. Mas Bayu went to the mosque. Did you take the Wudhu belom?"

"Udah."

"Great dearest. Though want to salim first if you have not taken ablution earlier," inner Ica disappointed. But as well as possible he did not show through his facial expression.

Ica prepared to drive Bayu to the door of the house before going to the mosque.

"Pas go home to make tea? Bitter tea or sweet tea?" bargain Ica. She is trying to be a professional wife.

"Make tea warm, don't be too sweet."

"Okay, Mas."

Ica said what she could do while waiting for Bayu to come home from the mosque.

Until finally the sound of greeting was heard, indicating Bayu who had returned from the mosque.

Ica immediately welcomed Bayu. Possibly crucified. He extended his hand.

"Why what?" ask Bayu confused.

"Mau salim Mas Bayu. Then, that abis Mas Bayu kissed his forehead Ica. I suppose Ica sees mom and dad every day." Ica said that innocently. While Bayu who heard it felt so much damage until made nervous and blushing.

"S-I don't want to!"

"Huh? Why?"

"I take care of wudhu. Because when I touch you, I will be void. So, it's better not to."

"Mas Bayu is used to guard ablution? Usually up to when?"

"Until duha arrives."

"Well, long time, yeah. Yes, no, no problem. Ica can still be welcomed with kayak gini aja, really."

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