The Charm of Love Amartha
I belong to you

A moment later the man laughed. In fact, he had not even seen the cloth, which his wife usually said was a rags, rags, and many more designations that describe a dress that is not worth wearing to travel out of the house. What is clear is not also a mother-female negligee that costs 30 thousands that only last a week.

Satya immediately returned the cloth to its original place, and he came out after finishing wearing his pajamas. He saw his wife still sitting on the edge of the bed and had not changed her clothes.

"Not sleeping yet?" satya said to get closer to his wife. The man stood in front of Amartha who was sitting. Satya slipped her fingers between her long hair, she made a gesture as if she was combing Amartha's hair.

"I want to brush my teeth and change my clothes" replied Amartha, looking at her husband's face.

"Ehem, yes. Don't be long." whispered Satya who makes the heart beat faster like running a marathon.

"I wait here, yes." said Satya who then walked towards the left side of the bed. She grabbed the blanket and went inside, while Amartha walked straight to the bathroom.

Women immediately close the door and open the closet that is commonly used to store clean towels that have not been used.

Amartha looked for a thin shirt tucked between white towels. He bent his body to open the closet.

"Have to wear it, huh?" he said when he marbles an outfit, just think of it as clothing. Instantly his mind floated on the figure of a woman named Ivanka, not because of hormones or emotional condition of pregnant women who are unstable, but it is about the feeling of a wife.

"I know, because I'm a woman, too..."

"I know what's hidden behind your eyes in my husband, you've crossed the line, Ivanka. I won't let that happen" Amartha monologued to herself, she saw herself in the reflection of a mirror.

Slowly Amartha emerged from behind the door. The woman approached her husband.

"Come here." said Satya. The man sat down by leaning against a soft pillow.

It did not feel the sun slowly rising upwards, replacing the beautiful night with a sprinkling of stars as jewelry.

A hand hugged Amartha very possessively. Even his warm breath he could feel at the intersection of his neck.The woman blinked her eyes, but her body seemed unwilling to move let alone move. But the hunger made him no longer able to lie quietly.

She grabbed a flat object on the nightstand, it turned out that what she took was her husband's cell phone. He was looking at some missed calls from Ivanka Barsha.

"If the business of work why he was a middle nelfon malem and again, he missed this many calls even though it was only nine o'clock," said Amartha who had blabbed early in the morning.

"Aaaaaapaaaa? j-hour nine?" peekkit Amartha's. The woman turned to shake her husband's body.

"Yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!" amartha tried to wake her husband.

"What the hell, Yank? early in the morning was it terak? I'm like your mom, Yank..." Satya spoke without opening her eyes.

"Masss, don't you want to? it's nine o'clock" said Amartha, reminding her that her husband had been very bad luck.

"Still sleepy, dear ... anyways in the office there is Firlan," Satya slowly opened her eyes, she was glued to his wife's face.

"Where are you going?" satya said as his wife left him for the bathroom.

Satya chose to close her eyes again. Amartha who had taken a shower immediately walked towards the walk in closet, to choose the clothes he would wear.

After she finished seeing Satya who was still wrapped in her blanket, the woman chose to go out and make something for breakfast for them both.

Arriving in the kitchen, Amartha immediately put on an appron and tied her hair.

The woman took the chopped meat and some frozen vegetables, she started cutting onions, garlic and chili peppers. Amartha began to heat the pan, and the fragrant smell immediately seeped when the onion was combined with garlic and also chili pieces. He grabbed a little bowl of minced meat and mixed it with a spice that had touched the hot oil first.

"Wow, this is the dream wife! early in the morning already rocking the pan, make something that can fill the stomach of the husband so as not to catch a cold," Amartha praised herself.

The woman stirred her cooking with a spatulla. After that he put some frozen vegetables before he put rice in it. With his hands he sprinkled salt and pepper. Not to forget oyster sauce also soy souce he added to his cooking. Finally, Amartha added sesame oil to add the taste of its fried rice.

"Nih if the chef ngelurusin shrimp kayaknya very easy, loh this kok even susaaah, gagaaaa!" Amartha ngenes ngelurusin shrimp so saucy shape fit fried.

"Well, good thing you can..." Amartha smiled as she managed to clean and straighten the shape of the originally curved shrimp. He arranged whatever materials he needed. Amartha now makes deep fried tempura shrimp.

After he finished he immediately cleaned his cooking utensils before he arranged the fried rice into the dish.

A call makes Satya sleep disturbed, who else if for Ivanka. Satya frowned when she saw who called her. The man swiped his screen to receive the call.

"Yes? how's it?" satya asked with her voice, she tried to sit down. The man tried to adapt to the light in his room. She yawns occasionally, and Ivanka gets nervous after hearing the voices of people she admires so much. Unlike Satya who only considers him a co-worker

"Honey breakfast is ready, Mas.." said Amartha, Satya smiled and nodded in response. The woman walked towards the changing room to change her clothes.

Ivanka who wanted to say something suddenly fell silent after hearing Amartha's voice. Although Amartha said very slowly but still heard by Ivanka.

"Hello?" Satya who did not get a response from the interlocutor, then he hung up the phone unilaterally. Ivanka, who was about to speak suddenly, was upset that the call was over.

Amartha who was beautiful with a special dress for pregnant women also came out of the room leaving Satya who was getting ready.

Amartha brews tea, for her beloved husband. She knew exactly how much sugar her husband liked. The woman put a cup of tea on the table, and she immediately sat waiting for Satya to come out of the room.

Before long, Satya also appeared in a semi-formal shirt suit.

"Who? Not going to the office?" Amartha frowned in wonder at the appearance of her husband.

"To the office but same to you, huh? just a minute. There's a file I have to sign today, and we're going to Mami's house. Oh yes, later you change your clothes, wear a dress that is in the papperbag on your dressing table, Yank.." said Satya softly and then sip her warm tea.

Suddenly Satya's phone rings, she gets a call from someone...

"Who?" ask Amartha full of investigation.

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