That Barbarian girl is my wife
Beloved Call

"You shouldn't have talked like that before" Ditya told them from the courtyard of the mansion.

"Why?! I just took out my teardrops. Besides, it's true, isn't it what I said just now?! If they still think of me, they won't say that. Never mind, don't talk about it again! I'm moody now!" cyra replied still feeling annoyed.

"Hmm, let's have lunch, yuk!"

After a long time they fell silent with their respective thoughts, Ditya tried to break the silence.

"Not hungry!" sahut Cyra from the back seat of the vespa being driven by Ditya.

"But I'm hungry!" Ditya.

Without getting approval from his wife, the man immediately turned his vespanya towards a soto stall on the left side of the road they passed.

"I want to eat first, hungry! Whether you want to eat or not!" ditya said as Cyra was about to protest.

Ditya also directly ordered two bowls of soto, one soto ayam and another soto tripe.

Finally Cyra was forced to follow Ditya who had sat on the long bench on the site.

"Don't keep on eating!"

Ditya pushed a bowl of chicken soto that had just been served by the seller. While he himself took his tripe soto.

"Kok, the message is different?" cyra's protest because the soto that Ditya thrust at her was not the same as the one Ditya ate.

"It's soto chicken! And this soto tripe! Or, you want a tukeran?!" tawar Ditya's.

Cyra shook her head quickly as soon as she knew what Ditya was eating was soto tripe.

"No, thank you! I'm just this one!" reject Cyra.

That girl doesn't like the innards.

"Yes, it's eaten still hot!"

Cyra started eating his chicken soto pretty quickly.

In addition to the annoyance that makes his appetite increase, it turns out that the taste of sotonya is also good. Although only with a clear broth without coconut milk, the taste of the soto actually does not make his stomach as soft as when he ate coconut milk food.

"He wasn't hungry, but he had a big toilet bowl too" said Ditya with a smile.

"Uhuk! Uhuk!"

Cyra who was chewing her last mouthful immediately choked on hearing the innuendo from the husband.

"Uhs! Slow down, dong, honey! Oh, drink up!"

"Uhuk! Uhuk! Uhuk!"

Cyra coughed even more when she heard Ditya calling her 'honey'.

Immediately grabbed a glass that is proffered by Ditya and swallowed water in it to the toilet to eliminate the feeling of tightness and soreness in the throat.

His eyes were glaring at the husband.

"you're going to kill me, are you?!"ketus.

"No, no! I still want to live free and do not want to be locked behind bars for killing people's children, let alone the son of a businessman from Bayu Purnama. Hiii ...!"

"You!!"

"Already, already! Don't be angry again, you'll be hungry again! Or .... still want to add?! You're still hungry, because you still look upset and angry!"

"You are!"

Cyra smacks Ditya's arm with her sling bag getting annoyed.

"I'm upset that you made me choke earlier, you know?!"

Ditya reached out to Cyra's hand who was still beating him.

"Sorry, Honey! I was just kidding!"

Ditya clasped Cyra's hand.

"Don't be angry, yeah!"

Cyra was silent.

"Cici Meongku, honey!" call Ditya.

Cyra observed Ditya's face which she thought was strange this afternoon.

Since coming out of the big house, Ditya has several times called him 'honey'.

"Aren't you sick?!" ask Cyra.

Ditya's forehead with the back of his hand free from his grasp.

"Not hot!" cyra Gumam.

"Squeen!"

"Who is weird?!" Ditya asked.

"You're a freak!" Cyra pointed.

"Me, weird?!"

Ditya pointed to himself.

"Yes! You're weird! Ever since coming out of the mansion, you've always called me 'honey'. That's, like, weird!"

"Why is it weird?! I called my own wife. Where is the strange thing when the husband calls his wife 'favorite'?!"

"Hm!" seller soto berdehem.

"That's a favorite call from Mas Husband, Ma'am, just accept it! That's a sign he really loves Ma'am!" chirps.

Although the smile could not be hidden from the face of the seller when he heard Ditya call him 'Cici Meong'. Just like a cat!

"Well, Mr. Soto knows, your time that his wife doesn't know?!"

Ditya confirmed the words of the seller soto.

"Listen to me! I'm not calling you for no reason. Why did I call you Cici Meong?! Because you're cute and cute like an adorable Persian cat" she explained.

"Know, ah!"

Cyra got up from her seat and came out of the stall.

"Hey, Cyra, wait!"

Ditya tried to chase after Cyra after previously paying for her meal just now.

"Darling!" yelled Ditya again when she saw Cyra just kept walking through her parked vespanya.

" My dear Cici Meong, wait!"

Cyra kept walking without hearing Ditya's call.

Her heart was in bloom because now Ditya called her 'honey'.

From that day on Cyra felt happy because it turned out that Ditya called her with the call Cici Meong which was a favorite call.

All this time he thought the name was just a mock call for him.