The Love Struggle of Young Miss
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Cacha was still asleep because at four in the morning he was only able to sleep. She was crying all night, and was eager to see her husband's face, but Mike's number could not be reached at all. Cacha begins to suspect, perhaps Mike is with Fey. However, as hard as possible he tried to get rid of those ugly thoughts.

When Cacha was still very asleep, Mike who had just reached home, immediately rushed to the room. I can't wait to hug his little wife. Slowly Mike opened the room door, afraid to wake his wife who might still be asleep. After the bedroom door was wide open, Mike stepped wide near the bed. His lips smiled when he saw the shady face of Cacha who was still asleep in sleep.

"I think I miss you so much." Mike kissed Cacha's forehead for a long time to channel his longing. After which, he flushed his body beside Cacha. His eyes closed with his hands tightly hugging his wife. Mike was trying to get to sleep because honestly, he was still very sleepy.

Both of Cacha's eyes blinked rapidly, he felt astonished as he felt his body being in someone's arms. After her two eyes were perfectly opened, she was so shocked to see her husband's face right in front of her eyes.

"Mi-Mike, am I dreaming?" Cacha tries to get rid of Mike's hand, feeling that there is movement, the man wakes up. Their eyes finally met.

"Are you awake?" ask Mike gently. The man's lips smiled broadly at his unbelieving wife.

"This is really you, Mike? Or I just dream because I miss you so much." Cacha was about to bite his hand to make sure it wasn't all a dream. However, not even Cacha's hand reached the mouth, Mike had put his own hand in Cacha's mouth. He grimaced slightly as Cacha's teeth managed to stick in his palm.

"Sorry, Mike." Cacha felt bad.

"Why apologize? It doesn't hurt just a little bit like being bitten by a cat" Mike teased. Cacha hit the chest of her husband's field hard to vent her frustration.

"You're so bad, Mike! You're evil! Wicked!" Cacha just kept hitting Mike's chest, and the man just kept quiet, letting go of what his wife was doing. After beating her husband, Cacha hugged Mike tightly and sobbed loudly. "I miss you so much, Mike."

"I miss you too." Mike returned Cacha's embrace not less tightly. Even as if they don't want to let go.

"Don't stay away from me anymore" whined Cacha. Mike smiled wryly. He felt so happy when Cacha indulged with him like this.

Cacha broke her embrace and stared fixedly at Mike's eyes to make sure. While Mike smiled widely when he saw the face of Cacha who was already full of traces of tears and reddened nose.

"Aren't you lying?" ask Cacha.

"Of course not. I even told you dad earlier. Oh, yeah, you're not going to the office?" mike asked when he saw the wall clock was pointing at the number seven.

"I'm so lazy, Mike. I'll just go home. Let it be now that Dad's in the office." Cacha buried her head in Mike's chest with her hands coiled around the man's stomach.

"Don't be lazy, Madam President. Better now that we take a shower and get ready for the office, I'll keep you company."

"Mike, I'm really lazy." Cacha still refused. She wants to spend the whole day feeling homesick with her husband.

"I'm going to introduce you to someone" Mike said. Cacha's forehead looks shriveled.

"Who?" ask Cacha curiously.

"There was. She's my brother, Miss Fey."

"F-fey? You brought the woman home here?" Cacha. He even let go of her embrace forcibly.