Regrets Come Too Late
Make a fumble

I don't know what Wil felt when he heard the words from Valerie earlier, the woman he had just married one month, what maybe love was so fast growing in their hearts, maybe Valerie feels the same way she does.

What she has to do so that she doesn't fall into Valerie's increasingly binding charm, Wil doesn't want to feel her pain again and again, quite he was in pain by his biological mother and also his former fiancee, he took quite a long time to heal the taste of his wounds.

He pensively while stirring the fried rice he cooked for his wife, he was a little able to cook, considering he had been a boarding boy while studying in Amsterdam Netherlands.

Valerie who was sleeping suddenly opened her eyes when she smelled the aroma of cooking that made her stomach sound, she then woke up from her sleep, washed her face, then went out to the kitchen.

Valerie seemed surprised by the scenery in the kitchen, where Wil who was cooking added a masculine impression attached to his figure.

He did not expect that Wil could cook, if only he did not witness for himself, Wil who was putting fried flour shrimp on the plate, seemed to tilt his head, he said, as the corner of her eye caught the shadow of Valerie who was standing in place.

"You're up" pull Wil on his wife's waist and steal a kiss on her lips.

"Had"

"Why daydream, am I too handsome?" it was Goda Wil who made Valerie's cheeks red.

"Why can it be eaten?" doubt Valerie who is not sure about the fried rice made by Wilmar, open to doubt actually, it's just the reason of her wrong behavior when her husband caught her fascinated self on Wil.

Wil who got the ridicule question just stared flat at Valerie, do not make fried rice, make a hundred children he could very well, just that there is no container that holds his seeds.

Without saying anything Wil put a spoonful of fried rice into her mouth, Valerie rounded her eyes as the fried rice was in her mouth.

Don't ask about the taste, Valerie would like to continue to enjoy it.

"Sit down and eat, I'll take a quick shower" whispered her in Valerie's ear that made her owner's hair stiffen.

Wilmar smiled faintly as she saw Valerie's freezing reaction, she quickly cleaned herself up, Wil would feel very uncomfortable if marrying food in a dirty body state.

Fifteen minutes later, Wil came out of the bathroom, dressed in the clothes Valerie had prepared, and was washing the utensils she had used to cook.

Wil asked Valerie to continue the washing activities later, after all, there is still something dirty again, without refuting Valerie who really wanted to enjoy her husband's cooking then washed her hands and sat in front of Wil.

They also eat in silence until they do not feel the food presented at the table is now just the plate, they clean it together and now they sit in front of the TV is lit.

"I'm planning to go on my honeymoon to Japan next Sunday" Wil said.

Valerie who was enjoying fish skin chips was choking on her, her mind was immediately fixed on the activities in the room, as happened for one month into her night routine, her night, the activity is like a mandatory night cream, (Hey has nothing to do with it).

That's not really it.

She chokes because of her husband's remarks that remind her of the honeymoon ticket given by her father-in-law, she hesitates to say yes, both companies are in a condition that can be said to be unsafe.

"I know what you're thinking, but this is a way to uncover all of them, they'll be off guard when we're not around, and then Fattah and Om Bima will be scraping for information"

"As far as you are, I will follow all your plans" replied Valerie who was also puzzled by what she should do.

"Including my plan that won't make you wear your clothes too"

There was a screech from Wil's mouth when Valerie deliberately presented a pinch on her arm.

"Your mind is never far from it" Valerie lamented as she rolled her eyeballs.

"There's something I'd like to ask you and it's so serious about this, how long have you known your personal assistant?" shoot Wil straight to the core.

"She, my best friend since college, what's going on?" valerie wondered when Wil asked about Mikhayla.

"No, I'm just asking"

Wil put his phone back, after checking the report that had just been sent by Fattah who had just finished his work.

Wil was also asked to come to the office in the morning, because there was a sudden meeting that they had to do immediately to restore the state of the stock.

Wil stared at the figure of the wife who was focused with her spectacle and also the snacks that were in her hands, she died Valerie there, she entered into the space she used to use while working.

She had to finish her work, before she left for Japan, she was engrossed in her work in shock by Valerie who suddenly approached her, and again asked to be accompanied by sleep, Will, who is still very busy, asks Valerie to sleep first.

Valerie refused him she sat next to Wil who was working on her task, with a face that was already very sleepy there, making Will not bear to make her, he said, but his work could no longer be delayed.

The drowsy Valerie was shocked when Will pulled her hand, and sitting himself in Wil's lap, she who was already very sleepy went straight into the arms of her husband, he returns to dive into his dreams in the lap of Wil who is finishing his work.

Wil who realized that Valerie was asleep also occasionally kissed her cheeks while working on her documents that had just been sent by her papa assistant, her papa, he had to endure his drowsiness while simultaneously suppressing his little sister who kept writhing when coming into contact with his halfway house.

He desperately held back but finally he could no longer hold back his turmoil, he rose from his seat with fatigue because he held Valerie, even his legs felt numb there, he did not ignore, he ignored, what else when Valerie who was either conscious or not even moved her body.

'I won't forgive you this time'