
"Yeahaa........." Zizi yawns wide while stretching his hand muscles.
In his lyrics the hour was already half five in the morning, he had to get ready soon, this morning he wanted to prepare breakfast for Pras.
Zizi immediately went out of the house after tying her hair of origin making Zizi beauty many times over, she looks very natural with a white dress without arms.
Zizi immediately went to the kitchen to cook an omlet and two glasses of warm milk for him and Pras this morning.
Pras also I woke up because he heard a voice from outside he observed from a distance how sexy Zizi cooked by wearing a sleeveless dress.
"Mas" muttered Zizi slowly when he saw Pras only wearing singlet shirts and shorts, the good looks of Pras many times over.
"Crazy!! whose husband is this, I just realized that mas Pras is much more handsome and mature than Bara" inner Zizi can not hide his happy feelings
"Cuisine" said Pras directly sitting at the dining table
"Yes mas, mandi used to have a new breakfast, continued to the mas office, today there is an annual meeting with other staff, not late" Zizi recalled
"Hmmm" answered Pras immediately walked towards his room, His hand muscles look more macho according to Zizi, suddenly crossed Zizi's dirty mind but made her smile herself.
"Crazy!!! siaal kok even so ngaco gini" muttered Zizi bit his lower lip and then entered the room to get ready.
"Zi, mas wait below ya" Pras said while playing his phone made Zizi a little frown because from breakfast was Pras did not release his phone for a second.
"Chatt the same who the hell mas" his inner annoyed
"Please check his Ac Zi, fear his mas forgot matiin" cried Pras, he deliberately used to call the call mas so that Zizi always remember.
Zizi immediately checked all the lights and the Ac and came down.
***
Arriving at the parking lot Zizi was about to go down but was immediately restrained by Pras, making Zizi stunned to look at the face of her husband siri, not to ask again Zizi's heart at this time. If being able to jump would definitely jump, Pras death gaze was unable to withstand the turmoil in his chest, Zizi slightly closed his eyes trying to neutralize his current heartbeat.
"Like the road a little slippery, be careful not to slip" whispered Pras while opening the seat belt that is still on Zizi make Zizi embarrassed half-dead he thought Pras would give a kiss good morning like drakor-drakor he had ever watched, he thought Pras would give a kiss good morning like drakor-drakor,not a drakor lover but Zizi quite enjoys her storyline.
"I-ya" Zizi replied nervously immediately out of Pras' car with a reddened face like a boiled crab.
Zizi kept shaking her head why from this morning she kept thinking dirty about her own husband.
***
Zizi noticed Pras while leading the meeting this time, the focus he could not shift from Pras face.
Why today Zizi's feeling is a little strange than usual makes Pras himself wrong when he knows his wife continues to stare at him.
"Zi.." whispered Pras slowly.
"Zizi" call her a little loud
"Yes ma-pak" Zizi replied nervously
"Have you recorded everything I've talked about?" pras asked and answered a nod by Zizi, Absolutely the beautiful woman did not record in the slightest if Pras later asked for his note he would have Pras repeat back in his room later.