Secret of My Dear Wife (Really Kuyang)
Kamaya Leaf Scarf

Kamaya Leaf Scarf

"Bun, what happened last night is really exciting, right? so why does the spirit of bu nina get so angry, while pointing at you, bun?" ask my wife.

"Mother doesn't know either..!! his name is also a ghost who died of curiosity.if the father is also curious and kepo, just ask directly to his spirit." said my wife was upset while slamming the bread knife he held.

"Got ah bun! lack of work kepo equally curious spirits. Yes my beautiful angel don't sulk it dong." my tease while poking his taper chin.

My wife immediately brought my dirty dishes to the kitchen, by putting up her sour face.while she also stomped her feet on the ceramic floor. Yes maybe my wife was very upset, with my question just now.

By the time my wife wanted to enter the door to the kitchen, suddenly the scarf that my wife was wearing was stuck in the doorknob.my wife almost fell to the floor, but I immediately caught his body that was about to fall.

It was as romantic as Romeo and Juleha. Uppss Juliet means hehe.

The scarf that my wife was wearing at that time was detached from her neck, when we were busy looking at each other until my wife forgot that the scarf was gone, now my eyes are turned straight to my wife's neck.

"Bun your neck!" not even I finished talking, my wife immediately took off her embrace from me. she immediately grabbed her scarf that was stuck in the doorknob, then my wife tied it again to her neck. kamaya also looks so lazy and feels awkward.

"Bun, is your neck okay? like there's not even a single scar? it's not that the incident 7 years ago has made your neck almost severed, so there's no way there's no scar and stitches?" ask me enthusiastically.

My wife also ran a little towards the kitchen, yes the kitchen that I had never seen during my stay with her. It was seen my wife was so very frightened by my question just now, he deliberately avoided me, so that I would shut up and not ask him back.

I also followed her as my mouth raved, with various questions that had not been answered also by her. now I'm into the kitchen that I've never stepped in at all.

My wife also stopped near the sink of the dishwasher, her breath was like panting.her tears slowly flowed down her cheeks, she said, I don't know what reason I'm still confused by her crying this time.

"Dad still questions the most terrible thing? where did my life and Rara's life almost die, and now you still suspect me?" said my wife as much as she pleased.

"Dad I'm so sorry, Bun! not that I want to open a dark story of the past.

but I guess all this time you wear the scarf, because you are ashamed of the state of your neck is not perfect..!! but in fact, the neck of the mother is okay and there is no trace of her in the slightest?"say I investigate

"Is wrong..!! if the wound is gone? mom once tried browsing on the internet, if olive oil it can disappear the scars well. then mom started to try it, even often do it. as a result, the mother began to try it, the scar on your neck faded." said my wife as she wiped her tears.

"Yes already bun, anyways father is happy ko see mother is healed. Sorry father yes, had asked like that." reply softened and immediately hugged my wife.

At that time my tail was accidentally directed to the boiler of rara porridge and also kamaya, whose position was slightly open closed. Both my eyes were now immediately wide, open, because what I saw was that the porridge was red, like there were little pieces of hands inside it.

I immediately blinked my eyes, who knew I had seen wrong, but after I reapplied my eyes, my vision was still the same as before.

I let go of my embrace of my wife, and then I ventured to ask her about the porridge she had been eating with Rara all this time.

"Ehh bun, why do you want to eat porridge, huh.? "my body lied.

"Porridge..!!" The answer was surprised.

"This is porridge, right, Bun." I said as I approached my wife's porridge boiler.

But before I opened the lid of the pancake, my feet seemed to be something interesting, so it made me immediately fall to the floor of my house at that time." Ohhh..!! hurts."my nerves.

"It turns out that falling on the floor is not as beautiful as falling in love, is it Bun?" I muttered hehe.

"That's right said the mother also did not, because there was a trace of oil that was scattered. So fall down, don't you think, it hurts?" said my wife while holding my eel and blowing her.

"Yes deh bun mangap, ehh sorry he meant bun. "my words are grim.

"Actually I want porridge is curious about the boiler anyway?" ask wife.

"Well, how can I know what's in my heart, I didn't say."I'm built up.

"Yes, you know." replied Kamaya.

" Yes..!!"my eyes were wide open and my mouth was wide open.

"Yes mother knows that father again kepengen eat porridge, but do not rush to ditu dong. until not look around there used to be anything down there, so it fell, sick right.!" said my wife while shaking her head.

"Yes, mother take the porridge first, I wait here huh?" his words passed away.

I noticed from a distance of only one meter from my wife, she started to open her boiler. uh it turned out that the contents were. rice porridge with vegetables and some small pieces of chicken meat.

Geez, why do I like parnoan and hallucinations now? is it possible because I was too suspicious of my wife, so I became involved in this atmosphere.

After putting the porridge in the glass bowl container, my wife immediately gave the artificial porridge to me.

"Nih yah eaten the porridge, mumpung is still anget." said my wife while giving a bowl of bells containing chicken porridge.

"Yes bun, thank you very much dear."I also immediately enjoyed the porridge made by my wife, it turned out to taste quite good. Ehh wrong, more precisely his delicious buuaannggeettt!!!!. Hehe

"Bone! how about tomorrow morning we jog again around the complex.!"take me while putting chicken porridge in my mouth.

"By yah!" my wife said briefly, as she focused on washing dishes on the sink.

"Thanks to keep your health also bun once in a while, right?"I said as I blinked my eyes.

"Yes, dear father! if you eat again you can not talk only. Pamali!" timpal is my wife.

"Heehhee." I could only grimace while finishing the porridge in my bowl.

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SERIATE......