That boy is my wife!
Fill the Heart of Jiya

"Morning."

I saw the rese boy smiling broadly, propping up his own head, with his right hand facing towards me, who had just opened his eyes.

Since my life is still not collected all, I became silent while staring at Jiya typical of people waking up. Which immediately makes Jiya's smile more fully developed.

"Jiya just realized, if Om Ferdi is handsome even though he has not washed his face," he said while bringing his face closer.

Then looked at my black marbles deeply before turning to glance towards the lips. Slowly, I let out a careful sniff of my lips, while being swept away for a few seconds.

Suddenly, I who felt this sudden attack immediately rounded my eyes. So shocked, my life immediately gathered all.

"Jiya-Jiya!" I said stammered, after the demon boy let go of his kiss then looked at me with an ignorant facial expression.

"Serve the morning service. Oh yeah, Jiya wait downstairs, yeah. Don't be late, because Jiya hates waiting."

Shortly after, I saw Jiya step outside without the burden of going out of the room. As if, his actions were just a joke.

CK, since when did my little wife become so aggressive?

After washing my face and brushing my teeth, I rushed straight down. Rush to meet the demon boy who looks busy preparing breakfast on the table.

His usual hair pigtailed one, now dyed high, making the white skin of his neck level exposed perfectly. In addition, my view has also never been diverted from the white T-shirts and shorts that Jiya usually wears now.

Especially in something that is usually flat but now looks prominent and contained. Wait, I suddenly became a dejavu of something.

'No interest, let alone the same rancid boy as you. Same chest as a tepos ass, is that no part that can be held?'

Good Lord!

Immediately I wiped the surface of my own face, after remembering those words. The first words I said on the first night.

Time yes, now I want to nelen my own spit?

"Om Ferdi?" call Jiya, who is now turning her head slightly towards me who is still standing pensively near the dining table.

"Yes?"

"Can help Jiya for a moment, Jiya's apron the back strap is off. Please tie it up, yeah." Jiya said, who somehow made my body temperature suddenly rise.

Original, it's still morning but I've been huffing like this. Sultry and nervous, I did not even realize I was sweating a lot, while standing behind Jiya's body. Which suddenly gave off a sweet scent in the air.

"You use perfumed oil?" many ensure.

The little boy just shook his head slowly. And still busy stirring his homemade fried rice. Focus itself.

"Jiya was just shampooing with an esculin shampoo," he replied later, which made my eyebrows frown.

"Isn't that shampoo for kids?"

Jiya's black head looked mangosteen. "Well, but since Jiya likes to be still wearing it."

Strange, the smell of shampoo has made me not because of this. The hell, just because of the shampoo, not the others?

I fell silent again, making Jiya pat my shoulder slowly.

"Om want to eat? It's a muffled, huh."

"Can" I reply later.

Not long after, Jiya and I ate with gourd. Make this quiet room, decorated only by the sound of the clangs of spoons and forks clashing against each other.

And as for Jiya's food, I think that little rese boy needs to be appreciated. In addition to its beautiful appearance, it also feels good. It is not bad for beginners either.

Kriett ...

My head held up slightly as Jiya shifted the chair she was sitting in. The devil boy seemed to want to put his dirty dishes in the sink.

It's just that my eyes were again made to focus on something wrong. Which I unconsciously spewed out through words.

I who was shocked by my words just now instantly shut my mouth involuntarily. Hopefully, too, if that little girl doesn't hear what I said earlier.

Unfortunately, my expedition didn't match reality. For the next second, I saw Jiya smiling proudly, before replying.

"Since Jiya took breast augmentation medicine, dong! What, Om Ferdi doesn't like?" jiya said as she puffed up her chest.

That second also made me choke on water.

"Uhukkk!"

"Uhukkk!"

"Uhukkk!"

"Okay Om. That's the reaction, like never see a mountain of girls."

My eyes glare. It could be, Jiya's mouth is more sompral so. Hadeh, who is teaching?

"What is the reason you take medicine for? Try to explain, what's the benefit to me!" I said demanding an explanation.

Jiya who I know will be immediately angry, now even draped her hair behind her ears before answering, while walking towards me who was standing.

"If Jiya told Om Ferdi, would Om believe it?" reply, ask back.

"Somehow, Jiya is the same as Aunt Lemper! In addition to having a body that makes the men's eyes bulging basket, he also every day Om Ferdi see. It's his big chest, not like a flat Jiya. Anyway mah, Jiya did not want that Om Ferdi glanced at him. Just look at Jiya." Jiya was blunt, with a fairly high intonation.

Makes me feel a little bad. It's true, every day Gisel I see. But that doesn't mean I like him.

Again, I emphasize he's just a co-worker. Because the one who really made my heart move. All at once, my heart was pounding violently here. Beside me, but I haven't told you the truth yet.

Instead of replying, seeing the moody Jiya made me want to immediately hold her fragile body tightly. To share every warmth I have.

Slow down, I rubbed the top of my little wife's head, baby. The constant made Jiya's cry break suddenly.

"Om Ferdi," he called it sniffling.

I saw the melt drenching the surface of his face. Rushing to remove it with a soft thumb.

"Jiya, like the same Om. So, don't ever stay in Jiya and have another girl's eye, yeah." Jiya said honestly which made my smile instantly crackle.

Ah, so this is how it feels to be reciprocated?

It was like, my entire stomach was filled with millions of butterflies flying around the entire stomach. So happy, I can't even control my heartbeat which is getting faster and faster. It was as if he wanted to jump out of his sockets.

"Don't cry like that dong, your face will look like Anabelle," as he immediately got a free blow by Jiya.

"What could not be more romantic? The face of Jiya unyu gini is named after Anabelle! He's a demon, creepy to know."

I laugh. After all, the rese boy had already returned to his true figure.

"Well, what do you want to be called?"

"Eum, what's up?" Suddenly Jiya thought with the index finger she tapped on the chin.

"Where about Chagia? Let sweet be like the Korean drama hehehe ..."

I who heard it immediately nodded. Assented.

"Okay, Honey!"

"Ohh, Om Ferdi mah!!!" jiya shouted that instantly filled the corner of the room.

Note :

Chagia: Dear in Korean.