My Wife Drabia's
28. All yours

Ansel looked at Drabia's sleeping face beside him. Last afternoon back from work, he brought Drabia home. To build a household as it should be. Although Ansel does not know, whether he loves Drabia or not. But he will promise to give the girl his love and affection.

Ansel smiled at Drabia's lips open slowly, looking cute according to Ansel." It turns out you still like to sleep with your mouth open" he murmured.

Ansel also sighed, remembering that Drabia had said that he was not ready to do husband and wife worship. Drabia is still traumatized by her pain. When, Ansel had to wait. And also they just made up, they need time to get closer to each other.

Ansel who began to be attacked drowsiness also closed his eyes, after peeping Drabia forehead.

**

Kevin who already knew Drabia referred to Ansel, hardened his jaw.

'I've sacrificed my household to get you Kevin's inner Drabia.

He's been after Drabia for a long time. But he had no courage to approach her all this time. To trap Drabia that night, is a plan that has been prepared mature. He's the mastermind behind that trap.

'Aaakh! I should have touched it that night. Why am I so stupid, having Sofyan drugging me too.' Kevin cursed his stupidity in his heart.

"It looks like I have to trap him again" Kevin muttered, blowing cigarette smoke from his mouth, then smiled considering how his body Drabia was shrinking in the club. And his hand once brushed*s bok*ng and the twin mountains of Drabia while drunk.

But how?, while Drabia never again entered the club. And Drabia has turned into a house girl.

Instantly get a brilliant idea, Kevin's smile expands. But whatever it is, it should be his.

**

Drabia who was struggling in the kitchen reflexively directed her gaze towards Ansel who had just come to the kitchen. Drabia smiled to see Ansel wearing the clothes he prepared.

"I made you your favorite omelet" Drabia said, her face shining happily that morning.

"When can you cook?. I'm not sure to taste it" said Ansel sat his body on the dining table chair, then cut an omelet in front of him with a spoon, then fed it into his mouth.

"I learned from Mama Nimas" Drabia pursed her lips.

Uhuk uhuk uhuk!

Suddenly Ansel coughed, shocked to chew a chili in an omelet. Drabia swiftly grabbed the glass and gave it to Ansel.

"Let's drink first" said Drabia.

Ansel immediately drank it and exhaled his coarse breath. Then squinted his eyes at Drabia who was smiling at him.

"You're pranking me again?" ansel dengus. It turns out that his wife's ignorant nature has not changed.

Drabia shook his head, and immediately turned away from Ansel.

"Behold you are" Ansel's wrath tightened his teeth.

Drabia clasped his tongue and ran from the kitchen. Directly after Ansel to the living room. Ansel easily caught the body. He also admired Drabia's body taking her to the sofa.

As Drabia's face paled, would Ansel mengk*sanya again?. Drabia swallowed something hard that stuck in her throat. Looks like the living room sofa has become a haunted place for Drabia.

"Ja-don't" nervous Drabia freaked out.

Cup

Ansel held Drabia's body into his arms." I'm sorry" he said.

After Drabia calmed down, Ansel took off his embrace. Then lift Drabia's body back to the dining table for breakfast together.

After breakfast, Drabia also escorted Ansel who was going to work to the front door.

"I'll go to work first. Heart at home. I'll be home for lunch" said Ansel.

"But I have to work, maybe I'm not home in the afternoon" said Drabia.

"I told Lea to fire you."

"Why?" Drabia pursed her lips.

The cup!

"Enough your work in the kitchen is the same mattress" replied Ansel smiling.

"All right" after Drabia.

Ansel took his wallet out of his pants pocket, then took out all his cards to give it to Drabia.

"It's all yours, hold it. Enough you later give me gas money and pocket money to keep guard" said Ansel. Makes himself really poor.

"No need Ansel" Drabia refused to feel bad.

"It's all yours, I work for you, for the future of our children" Ansel said again." I'll go, baby." Ansel kissed Drabia's forehead once again and left.

"heart!" sahut Drabia before Ansel got into the car.

"I love you!" ansel blinked one eye.

Drabia smiles, after Ansel leaves, Drabia enters the house.

Drabia also busied himself cleaning the house. From the bed to the kitchen. Tiring enough, no one helped Drabia. Karna Bi Nina is on a two-week leave. Drabia has to do everything.

After doing the homework, Drabia returned to the room. To pamper his sultry body in the bathroom.

After finishing the bath, Drabia immediately changed her clothes. Before cooking for lunch, Drabia had to shop first, because in the refrigerator the groceries are up.

Drabia commented on her smile as she pegged her appearance in front of the glass. Her appearance that closed the aurat, it turned out to make her more beautiful and graceful. Ansel prefers women with closed clothes rather than open.

Drabia also lined up on this second chance, to better themselves and establish themselves to be the ideal wife of Ansel.Drabia thought, among them, not only Ansel was at fault, but himself as well.

If Drabia had changed her appearance, Ansel would have liked her a long time ago. But instead Drabia always does things that the man doesn't like.

I look at myself in front of the glass. Drabia came out of the room, down to the bottom of the house. Drabia locked the door before leaving the house, then got into his car.

"Observe the woman wherever she goes. Don't get caught" said a man on the phone.

The man sitting on his motorcycle obeyed his boss's orders.

"Good, Boss"

After turning off his phone connection, the man disguised as a collector of used goods also drove his motorbike to follow where the Drabia car drove.

**

Ansel, who was busy working from the morning, turned off his laptop and closed it after seeing the clock in his hand, pointed at the time of day rest. Ansel rushed out of his room to go home for lunch. Which happens to be the distance of the house from the company is very close. It only takes five minutes to drive.

"Where are you going?"

The baritone's voice managed to stop Ansel's steps.

"Go home Dad!" ansel replied that the owner of the voice was the father-in-law.

Mr. Ilham was silent and continued his steps towards the musola of the company.

"Something strange" muttered Ansel continued his steps into the elevator to go downstairs.

Ansel, who was already in the car, slowly drove his vehicle towards the house. It did not take long, now Ansel has parked his car in the yard and immediately down.

"Assalamu aleikum Drabia!" exclaimed Ansel opened the door of his house and went straight in. But there is no law from inside the house.

"Where is he?" muttered Ansel stepped his foot towards the kitchen.

The kitchen looks messy, Drabia is not ready to cook, but where is the person?. Ansel took his foot up the stairs, maybe Drabia was in the room, Ansel thought.

Arriving at the door of the room, Ansel heard the voice of Drabia shouting faintly from inside the room.

Buarr !

"Drabian !!!" hardik Ansel echoed.

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