
The sun began to show itself, the air this morning was a little fresher because early this morning the rain was pouring quite heavy. People who will do the activity today look lazy especially because in the middle of the sunlight is embarrassed, drizzle back participate.
Including the girl who is currently still struggling with her shabby blanket and pillow roll. The girl seemed to be enjoying her sleep, not realizing that the clock was turning to the left.
Today he was late enough to get up and make breakfast, because usually before dawn the girl was already struggling in the kitchen, I don't know what she's doing that's important her body and soul were there before the man who's her husband woke up. The time had shown at 06 past 15 minutes, he was writhing, stretching out his hands, his eyelids twitching and slowly opening.
Those round eyes blinked, scouring every corner of the room he was currently occupying. It turned out that he was still in the same room as last night.
His sighs rang out, he scooped his face while closing both eyes. But not for long the girl re-opened her eyes, glaring wide when she realized something.
Yesterday night?
Two words that were able to make him immediately get up and rush down from the bed. Even he almost toppled forward while running, because the blanket was still wrapped around one of his legs.
"I overslept until I don't know if the day has changed? sleeping, is cosplay dead? how about Mas Samson? what did he eat yesterday? oh, my dragon ball!" the girl continued to mutter, looking panicked - especially when her eyes accidentally glanced at the clock on the wall.
"The crazy afternoon! well, Mas Samson must've left and he hasn't been sara-,"
His words stopped as his eyes caught someone busy struggling in front of the stove, the girl blinked repeatedly - even her body was silent in a place reluctant to approach.
Gluey!
She swallowed her hard-earned saliva, her mind grimacing - not only her mind but also her face already looked unkind, when she saw the man who was forced to be her husband was cooking.
The tail of the girl's eyes is also directed at the empty laundry tub, where are all the things that often make her waist encased? is it possible that the quiet husband like cosplay coffee rods had already thrown it away? or pawned?
Again he made a mistake, if this continues when the soft coffee stem?
"Ekhem!" the messy-looking girl cleared her throat quite loudly. He raised both of his legs in doubt, but slowly approached, venturing to thin his lips as he saw the man who was not wearing the top turning his head towards him.
The silent and stiff man's gaze looked so piercing, as if those eyes were talking 'Just waking up? diligent yes!' his rough breathing was heard again. Her fingers kept on clinging to each other, the girl stopped her steps several tens of centi from the man.
"Emm- I'm sorry I woke up so late,"
The flat voice that the man made immediately made Delila clench her lips. Either the man in front of him was angry, or indeed it was already his nature like that.
Even Delila has not been able to distinguish which speech is ordinary and which speech does not like. Because indeed he has not 100 percent recognized the character of Baron, hopefully with the passage of time he will understand more.
Delila hopes that this marriage will last forever until it wants to separate, although it will be difficult and many impossible. Moreover, looking at the attitude of the Baron that he knew the man was still reluctant to accept this forced marriage.
Hold on or let go?
Delila sighed softly, she no longer voiced the girl according and immediately sat herself down on the chair. Both of his eyes could not be separated from the Baron who was pouring fried rice into two dishes.
Delila held her breath as she watched the man turn around, honestly the half-naked body of the man slightly made her unfocused. He pretended to turn his gaze in the other direction, but the tail of his eyes silently glanced towards that body.
It was quite muscular, not excessive, and it turned out that after being observed more clearly on the right chest of the Baron there was a tattoo, both tails of Delila's eyes were fixed there and did not blink at all.
"Eat! eat taking medication. It's at the table near tipi, don't go anywhere! today I have to take the client's car. After the fried rice, if there is anything to say the same I do not lo umpetin. How do you want to stay with me, so you're my responsibility!"
Delila just nodded obediently like a child being advised, she started scooping her food and enjoying it.
Somehow his heart was quite improved after hearing Baron's words, although it sounded thin and flat in both ears but a lot of meaning implied in it.
That guy was worried about her?
The thin lips curled upwards, even embarrassed. But unfortunately the embarrassed smile was immediately lost when both ears again heard continued said the man who became her husband.
"You know why napa, I also bother. So if you can't follow the rules I make, I can't keep telling you either. Please find your own place to stay, if you can't!" he continued, and now it sounds like a warning.
'Iiihhss just drifted, uh in the clay again into the earth's crust!' his gerrick.
BRAINWORMS LET NOT BULUKAN BECAUSE OF THE COFFEE STEM