
This morning Nina was packing her clothes and other belongings.
Nina and Naren agree to live in their own home after marriage, because they think it is better to get to know each other more freely.
"Okay ya Na" said Mama Nina while hugging her child.
Nina just smiled warmly at her worried looking mother.
"Nina that if you sleep rich windmill, you have to be careful Ren" said mama Nina tease the newlyweds.
"Ih mama" protested Nina now that her cheeks look like ripe tomatoes.
Naren only smiled until his row of neat teeth looked, very handsome.
The two had now left the Nina family residence, covering a distance of about half an hour they had arrived at an elite complex there the houses looked like a palace there did not look any dullness at all.
Naren stopped his car in a courtyard of a luxury house that Naren bought, in fact Naren has long bought this house and he often lives alone here, but now Naren will not live alone anymore.
The house consists of two floors, in front and back there is a garden while next to the house there is a swimming pool equipped with a gazebo, indeed the taste of a Naren is very classy.
"Let's go in" said Naren, carrying his wife's luggage.
"Why not stay in an apartment?" asked Nina curiously.
"This is safer, you don't have to worry" said Naren sitting his wife on the living room couch.
"This house is too big for both of us to live in Ren"
"Some of you must rarely go home, because you have to shoot, shooting me at home alone" continued Nina now her face looks tense.
"Yes too, why don't I think" Naren said, scratching his non-itchy head.
Nina who saw her husband's behavior now, wanted to he shake his head, but if you look around Nina did not have the heart because Naren is really handsome.
Nina still does not believe that she actually married a celebrity.
"Yes let's go to the apartment, don't forget to tell me mommy is just as papa we don't so stay here" said Naren now clasping Nina's hand taking her out of the house.
Since the morning Nina felt inexplicably uneasy, especially considering the anonymous message, their marriage was clearly family-friendly and did not tell outsiders, who is behind the message.
Now that the two had reached the apartment basement, Naren took out all of Nina's belongings, and Nina was behind Naren, He was watching the surroundings it felt like something was awkward.
"Hey you why, come on" said Naren managed to make Nina shocked.
"No, come on" Nina said.
After finishing cleaning Nina approached Naren who was lying in the living room.
He sat his body at the end near Naren's feet.
"There's a reporter who knows this apartment isn't?" nina looked at her husband.
Naren shook his head, Yep because the apartment that Naren has is a penthouse so the security level is also tight and not just anyone can enter the penthouse area only people who live in the area who have entry permits.
"I'm more relieved we're staying here" Nina said, relieved to make Naren feel it.
Naren moved from his fall now he sat facing towards Nina.
"Where to go on a honeymoon?" tawar Naren as usual his expression was very relaxed.
It seems that Naren is really not good for Nina's heart health, why Naren's movements are always unexpected and beyond Nina's reasoning.
"Ahh at home is also okay, more freely as well" continued Naren.
"uhuk uhuk" Nina choked.
"Oh Nina brain lo fucker really" murmured Nina in the heart.
Nina's nervous expression, and her flushed cheeks managed to make Naren feel anxious.
"I-I'm sleepy it's getting late" clumsy Nina leaves Naren alone in the living room.
"Wait for me too sleepy" said Naren chasing after his wife.
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Nina wakes up early, It's thought Naren will sleep with her last night was not, the man even sleeps on the sofa, making Nina feel bad.
Nina is trying to make breakfast in the kitchen with the help of video tutorials on her phone.
Nina had never cooked honestly, because she felt that she always had enough money so she chose to order or eat out, she would only eat at home at breakfast. Because she is always busy in the boutique also when lingering at home her mother will continue to nag her to quickly find a boyfriend, which is what makes Nina rarely eat at home and do kitchen work.
Naren's dull voice made Nina shocked to death.
"What are you cooking?" naren approached Nina.
"Fried rice" said Nina looking proud.
Naren immediately laughed at Nina's reply, so since almost an hour Nina had been fighting in the kitchen just to cook fried rice.
Nina just grinned to see her husband laugh, She was not angry because she admitted her fatigue in cooking.
Nina brought two dishes of fried rice to the dinner table, after which she took her phone which still displays tutorial videos on the YouTube app.
But suddenly his phone displays a movie trailer advertisement starring Naren there Naren and a beautiful actress is doing a kiss.
Nina just stared at the ad and her gaze now turned to Naren.
Naren, who realizes it, picks up Nina's phone and slams it into a crack.
"YESY! NAREN" shouted Nina running towards her phone.
Now Naren's face looks red, either because of shame or anger, but if angry it should be Nina.
"I bought a new one" said Naren approaching his wife.
"You're not angry about seeing that ad" panicked Naren.
Nina was held captive long enough to make Naren confused.
"Gapain is angry, even I'm waiting for the next episode" relaxed Nina.
"Do you like watching me?" ask Naren
"Pake nanya the Naren turned out to be slow rich in 3g networks" grumbled Nina
In part why ask such a thing, it is clear that he is the idol of Nina, who does not like Naren.
Besides being handsome he is also really good at acting natural and multitalent, Naren is the husband type of the girls.
Fortunately Nina's phone only cracked the screen and can still be used.
Nina just realized something turned out the foreign number was sending a message again and it was a photo.
The photo shows himself and Naren carrying goods, it turns out the location of the photo is in the basement of this apartment.
Nina begins to worry again, whether she should show it to Naren or find out for herself about the owner of the anonymous number.