My wife Bad Girl
The Forty Six

After the apartment. Micah felt something strange. Both her beautiful round eyes circled in all directions. What he did made Rome smile.

"Mikha must have lost because Umma and Abi have come home" he murmured.

"Mikha, your suitcase is still in your room if you forget it" Roma said.

"Ah, yes Micah take it first yes," said the girl. The house is back.

Umma whose attention to him is no longer here.

"No, you take a shower in my room there. I'll go to the kitchen first" Rome said.

"Yes, alright," Micah answered briefly and immediately opened the door of the room to step in. But just a step later, he seemed to realize something.

"To the kitchen? Whynot? Ah that!" Micah who had just regained consciousness came out and ran to the kitchen to catch up with her husband.

"Let Mikha be Kak!" squeal this big-eyed girl. Stopping the instantaneous movement of Rome who had just been willing to take out cold food in the refrigerator.

"Why don't you take a shower? Now, let this be all I take care of," said Rome, driving his wife to take a bath.

"Eh, don't want to. Brother lived this job first let micah aja who works later,"

micah said again quite firmly this time.

"The sweet micha. Mending you shower first there continue to pray asar. Let my side dishes warm me up. Later you will arrange the table and make a drink when I take a shower later," explained Roma explain how they share the task.

Micah nodded in understanding. At least she has a hand to serve her husband. No matter where his consciousness is now, it all just arises from within him.

Perhaps, because of all the sincerity that the Roman family has given. Especially the patience of the man with him.

The affection of her two in-laws who never demanded her to be perfect. That is probably why Micah felt safe and comfortable in the midst of this family.

This beautiful girl with her big beautiful eyes and sexy thick lips, felt a sincere relationship from her in-laws and the man who married her.

The man who accidentally slept in one bed with her the night of Janet's failed entrapment. But, the fate of him at that time could somehow be in the room with the figure of a foreign man in a mess.

Micah, at this time of course should be grateful because at least the honor of his girlhood is still intact awake. Unlike in the stories in novels that he sometimes read or heard from his friends. That usually the figure certainly lost the crown of the most valuable pride of a woman.

Micah was lucky even though he had accidentally been careless until he was made drunk by his friend Janet. Fortunately, he did nothing out of the ordinary. At least, the father was not ashamed and Micah still had his face in front of his father.

Sure enough, Micah's shower was done tidying up the table. This girl deliberately let her wet hair down.

The side dish that had been warmed earlier by Rome, now was the time for Micah to place on some flat plates.

Moments later all succeeded Micah did well and correctly. Until this girl smiled satisfied to see the results of her work.

Turn to peel and cut the fruit. Micah remembered the teaching of Umma Annisa from where to cut the mango so that he was not hit by the sharp knife.

Last day her in-laws were here in fact very imprint for her. Although, the woman did not demand that Micah be able to serve the husband and do this-that. However, the Umma indirectly taught him something.

Like making good tea and good coffee.

Seeing the various kinds of fruit in the refrigerator, Micah so want to make a salad.

This girl also began to cut dragon fruit, apples, pears and avocados into dice pieces. After that he mixed it in a medium-sized dish.

Micah occasionally sees a tutorial on one of the red apps.

"Aaa .. I can also make this beautiful fruit salad!" micah was excited for his own work.

Salad is dominated by red because more dragon fruit there. The fruit that Micah remembers is the favorite of Rome. Meanwhile, avocado fruit is his favorite.

Clamps!

The door opened and then closed again. Before long appeared a tall white figure that had been clean and fragrant.

Rome smiled at Micah when she saw that he was very busy in the kitchen.

This man did not care about the appearance of his sticky kitchen floor and a messy table studded with cheese and fruit skin everywhere.

For Roma it was not a big deal for him. The most important thing was that Micah began to realize his obligations and began to return to his nature.

"Well, it's busy. Sorry, I was late in the room because Aby called," said Roma who immediately made Micah look back.

"Ah, Brother. Sorry if the kitchen is like an alien attack. After this Micah promised to clean it up" said the girl wearing maroon satin pajamas with a guilty smile.

Rome was relieved that this time Micah was wearing his twin hill glasses. Even though, the size is quite tempting behind the clothes.

Or, indeed the brain of Rome alone has been contaminated with several events that befell both in one day.

Just remember it has made all the body of Rome suddenly sultry.

Naturally if the surge of maleness is easy to rise lately.

Moreover, Micah's natural appearance was really like a freshly blooming lotus flower. Fresh and beautiful of course.

"What's wrong, I'll help you clean up, said Roma who has returned from his hallucination world.

Micah brought the salad to the dinner table. And immediately return to the kitchen to account for his actions.

"here, Brother. Let Micah alone mop" Micah said, taking over what Rome was doing.

"What's wrong, let me. You rest there. Later his legs ache because you stand too long and pacing," said Roma so understand that Micah was exhausted actually. He just wants to be a useful wife.

Acieee .. I'm a wife. 🤭

"But mopping the floor is Micah's duty, which is none other than your woman and your wife" Micah refused, insisting on making himself useful.

"Mikha is sweet," inevitably the girl also got a gentle call that soothed her ears in recent weeks.

Until, the way Micah spoke slowly began to change and was structured neatly and politely.

Micah turned his head and stared fixedly at the figure who wanted to give this advice.

"Surely the homework is a shared responsibility. Whether it's for men or women. It would be nice to be done by both husband and wife, "said Roma who continues his work until the floor is really cool.

"It is fitting that he can be a husband who keeps honor and pleases the feelings of his wife continues. Until I don't get to do the job of tidying the house. If it turns out, Aby Zakaria alone is as sweet and so seems to take full responsibility. It was well passed down to his son, "the inner Micah was full of admiration.

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