MY ARROGANT HUSBAND
07: she's so romantic!

My feet stepped so smoothly, I did not wear high heels anymore, although actually this dress only fits if worn shoes, but I do not care, the important thing is that I feel comfortable and also safe, I just wear my pantofel shoes.

Suddenly Mr. Angga invited me to dinner outside, after hours of waiting for him at home. Until finally he came to pick me up before Maghrib arrived, I immediately got into the car, we did not turn off the driver, Mr. Angga himself who was driving.

I sat with my arms in my arms. Even though he had told me not to bring anything, I still had to take him, because the journey was far enough, I was afraid he was starving.

“Ngapain anyway Al. ” sergeant looked at me who just put the supply box in the car dashboard. “And I told you, don't bring anything.” he continued looking at me annoyed.

“Bapak gabby it, still fortunately I understand! Later if I starve in the middle of the road, do you want responsibility?” I replied with a sweet smile that I forced.

Mr. Angga growled, he pulled my shoulder to look at him, then he brought our faces closer, I could feel the fragrance of woody perfume on his body, it made me unconsciously take a deep breath, enjoy the fragrance of his body.

“If you are hungry? Of course I'll be responsible. Your body is small Aleaa, I stay in the sack, then I lift, and I throw it to the island amazon!” reply sharply without the slightest burden. I growled, I held his jaw, and I held it.

Tuk.

I banged his forehead with my forehead, he grimaced pain, immediately he pulled his face away, I just put my shoulder indifferently, after all who told me to play around with me like that, huhh basic husband!

“You are actually a woman or a man Alea.” growled at me sharply, I crossed my chest, then I threw my gaze forward.

“Aleaa is hungry sir. Why did you just talk from earlier.” My sigh was upset, heard a loud bang, it was from his voice that held the steering wheel violently.

I heard him mutter a lot about me, I knew he was upset, but secretly I smiled with satisfaction, because it succeeded in judging him, hahahaha feel it sir! If I had always been the one you were ignorant of, now you'd be the one I'd be banishing.

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Along the way, pop music that accompanied us, not infrequently I shouted loudly to meet the sound of the contents of the car. Pak Angga always covered my mouth rough with his hands that were able to cupped all my cheeks. But I always bite his hand if it interferes with my fun journey with the chants of love music in the Bahala era.

“Diaaa Issabella.”

I sang passionately, this is my favorite song, and it turns out that Mr. Angga also memorized with his lyrics, I leaned on his arm without the slightest awkwardness, though last afternoon we had a fight, but now we get back together, even our closeness before marriage, has never touched each other like this.

Mr. Angga even kissed my hair occasionally, I did not want to refuse or rebel. Her sweet attitude can make me melt very quickly. My lips and lips, still continue to chant a lot of songs that spin randomly.

“Aleaa.” call him as if whispering in my crown.

“What sir?” my question is still faithfully leaning on his sturdy arm.

“Don't call me father from now on.” he said making my forehead grin.

“Nghhh, then Aleaa should call father what?” manya curious.

“Abang.” The answer is whispering. The corner of my lips twitched to smile, I lowered my face with red cheeks, his masculine voice suddenly awakening my unyu-unyu soul.

“But why should brother? Why don't others.” I don't stop asking. Mr. Angga chuckled for a moment.

“Because my aunt used to call her husband brother. They seem to love and love each other. So from a long time ago I wanted to have a wife, she called me brother. Now that you're my wife, so I want you to call me brother, Aleaa.” he explained quite detailed. His voice again made me nervous.

“Abang? Alright brother. ” answered no less whisper, he growled slowly, then he flicked his car suddenly.

My heart beat faster, He brought his face closer to me, his breath hit my skin, his hands were in the steering wheel of the car, now holding both shoulders, to keep facing him.