My Haters To Be My Wife
HW 27'S. This House Mistress

Zanita and Andra have arrived at the apartment. As per what Andra said that she would take Zanita to go home to her apartment this morning.

Both of Zanita's parents took her daughter off with a little weight. But Andra assures that she will take very good care of Zanita. Andra also said that he would soon bring his parents to meet Wawan and Milah.

" Lohh is not your brother's apartment there. How's this?"

" Go in first, that's mine too. But this is my real possession."

Zanita squinted her eyes when she heard the words from Andra. She could tell right away that for filming TCD it wasn't Andra's real private apartment.

" What a lie, huh?"

" Where am I lying. It's the TCD concept of where I live, and that's where I live. There's nothing wrong with you having two apartments, one of which is filming. In fact, if here for filming afraid of being caught, right if we have married waah bothered later it will be."

" Eh, yes, too."

Andra chuckled amusedly at the face of Zanita who was just nodding with her every utterance. Zanita scans the entire contents of Andra's real apartment. The apartment looks more complete and like a house in general. Zanita was about to enter the room which she was convinced that it was not Andra's room. There are two rooms, the other one is large and the other one is smaller.

" Eh where you're going, it's Juned's room."

" Laaah, where do I sleep? I don't want to sleep on the couch in front of Tivi."

Andra's laughter immediately broke upon hearing Zanita's words. How could the girl think that way. How could he allow his wife to sleep on the sofa in front of the tivi. Andra was completely inexhaustible with Zanita's way of thinking.

" You sleep in that room, sleep with me. Hey, remember we're married, right?"

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Zanita swallowed her saliva with great difficulty. He just remembered it. He had forgotten that he and the man currently standing in front of him were a couple.

Mampus, what if he actually asked for his rights. Crazy, I haven't been able to do that.

Zanita shook her head quickly. Andra chuckled again. Really his wife is entertainment for him, there is always Zanita's behavior that makes him anxious.

" What do you think hmm?

" No, I didn't think of anything?"

Zanita was a little clumsy as Andra looked at her so intensely, even the man was getting closer and closer to making himself cornered. Zanita's body reaction looks panicked, Andra can find out about it. The man then threw his breath out violently. He then asked Zanita to go into the room that he said Juned's room had been.

" She said this is Juned's room?"

" Of course if you don't want to, let's sleep in one room."

The girl shook her head and quickly walked into the other room and closed the door a little hard.

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Zanita leaned against the door of the room while holding her chest. He felt his heart pounding as Andra walked up to him.

" Calm down, calm down, I'm sure the magicom won't do anything."

Zanita spoke to herself. Then the girl started to struggle with her room. Arrange all the clothes he brought and some other fittings.

Outside the room, Andra breathed a sigh of relief. Before returning home he asks Juned to move into the next apartment. Andra certainly will not force Zanta to sleep one room floor plan. Their relationship is not a husband and wife relationship in general. They got married for something. Andra has to slow down to make their relationship normal.

" I'll heal your wounds Za. I promise that."

Andra knew, even though Zanita looked ordinary, but the girl's heart must have been very sick. What betrayed him was the person he had once been close to.

Andra immediately finds out who Vanka, the woman who became the wife of Raffan. Andra was a little surprised to find out that this Vanka is Yovanka Whietney. Yovanka Whietney is one of the artists as well and the fact she discovered is this Vanka used to be a good friend of Zanita. Even they are schools from the same Junior High School and High School.

" At a moment what makes him feel hate in the profession of an artist. He's so anti to that. No, it can't be ignored. Because of this Vanka I who do not know anything also hated him. Well, Za, I'm gonna make you not hate me."

After struggling with her own thoughts Andra went into the room. He wanted to take a shower because he felt his body was sticky.

On the other hand Zanita came out of the room with a sneak. While looking to the right and to the left try to make sure that Andra is not there. The girl let out a sigh of relief when she did not see Andra, she then walked into the kitchen. After work, he had not eaten anything.

The girl looked into the refrigerator. He found some food that could be cooked. Zanita started to roll her hair up, put on the apron in the kitchen and started cooking.

The sound of the kitchen equipment collide. Andra who was in the bathroom finished the shower came out. Just wearing a boxer and shirtless chest, the man smiled at the manner of Zanita who was cooking.

" Beautiful scenery" murmured Andra softly. He folded his hands in front of his chest and leaned against the door of the room while keeping his eyes on Zanita who was cooking.

Curious about what the girl was cooking, she decided to walk closer.

" What's Za doing?"

" Teryaki chicken, aaaaaa!"

Zanita instantly closed her eyes with both hands when she saw Andra's topless look. But apparently Andra was not aware of his own appearance who only wore a boxer without wearing his t-shirt.

" You're why Za."

" Abaang, dress up napaaa!"

" Good God, sorry habit. But Za, seriously don't want to see. Mubazir you know."

" I threw the frying pan if you didn't get dressed right away."

Andra laughed out loud as she walked into her room. He took a t-shirt and put it on. His habits at home are so. He completely forgot that in his apartment there was a creature called a woman. Where this creature seems to be is still very innocent again.

" Dona!"

" You've worn no clothes yet."

" It's Za."

" Be careful if you lie."

Zanita then turned around, right Andra was already wearing her clothes. The girl breathed out with great relief. He then arranged his dishes into dishes and began to take rice for Andra.

" I'm sorry to mess up your kitchen."

" Use as you please. What is mine will be yours too. You're the mistress of this house so you're free to do whatever you like."

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