The Love Struggle of Young Miss
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Johan snorted violently as Mila pulled him into the kitchen when she had just fallen asleep. He couldn't believe it when his wife said he saw a ghost there. After arriving, Mila and Johan are silent to see Nathan and Nadira look busy making martabak with faces still full of flour.

"Look, Mas. The ghost was cooking," Mila fought with one hand covering her face. Johan exhaled a rough breath and then touched Mila's forehead so anxious.

"It hurts, Mom." Mila whined while rubbing her forehead.

"Are you not able to see well if they are our children?" johan asked trying to contain her anger. Mila was dumbstruck, then turned her head and looked back at their faces.

"You're Nathan and Nadira?" Mila walked closer still in disbelief.

"Who do you think?" nathan asked ketus, the man looks busy slicing the chives as a stuffing martabak.

"Mother thought the devil was married." Mila answered casually. Nathan and Nadira just shook their heads. "What are you doing?"

"Nadira wants a special martabak, Bun." Nathan is busy with his activities.

"Well, that's delicious. Mommy also finished her special jumbo sausage with two eggs," slurried Mila. Johan who heard that preferred to go from there rather than have to hear Mila's words that made her stroke the chest.

"Why is Nadira not loved, Bun?" Nadira whines spoiled.

"Ohh of course it shouldn't be because it's special for mom." Mila folded her lips to hold back the laughter.

"Why is that?" nadira asked curiously.

"Because having Johan's father is only for one's mother." Mila chuckled, while Nadira turned the lazy eyeball.

"Nathan's got a special mention for Nadira, Bun." Nathan chimed.

"Should dong, if until your birds enter the nest carelessly, will the mother circumcise again, Nat." Mila spoke threateningly.

"Where's Oma?"

"Geez!" Mila rubbed her chest in surprise at Bobby's question. "When are you here?" ask Mila.

"Since Oma said the papi entered the nest carelessly," plain Bobby replied, "does the papi have a bird, Oma?" ask that again.

"Y-yes." Mila answered the origin.

"Where? Bobby wants to see, too" said the boy again.

"Already, Bob. You're a kid why are you getting up at this hour?" Nadira approached her son and rubbed the boy's cheek.

"Bobby wants to sleep with Mommy and Adek" he whined. Nadira smiled when she heard it.

"Then let's go to bed." Nadira walks out of the kitchen with Bobby.

"Nat," call Mila half-whispering.

"What, Bun?" nathan asked without stopping his egg-shaking activities.

"You were in the kitchen so nice?" Mila's question made Nathan exhale violently.

"Where do I know. Mother was just ruffled, but soon Nathan will dip keris after a month off." Nathan clicked his tongue in annoyance as he recalled the hot battle that had just failed.

"About you a month is not a cunning ahem," said Mila did not believe.

"Certainness, Bun. Nadira doesn't want to be touched at all." Nathan snorted violently as he recalled how he was almost every night sporting a hand.

"Mil, you don't want to go back to the room?" Johan's voice from the doorway left the mother and child shocked.

"I thought you were sleeping again, Mom." Mila walked over to Johan.

"How can I sleep if you haven't come back yet and just hanker with your favorite son" Johan said. Mila only chuckled as she looked at her husband's face that looked very upset.

"I'm not a hanker, Mas. I was just asking if the anu in the kitchen was delicious" Mila said shamelessly.

"Mil, remember the age." Johan tried to warn her, but Mila put her hands around her husband's neck and kissed him on the cheek very gently. Johan cursed at her who had always been powerless to hold back the desire as Mila began to touch her like this.

"Mother! Don't stain my holy eye!" nathan's protest didn't take.

"You think your eyes are still holy after seeing Nadira's chubby apem?" reply Mila. Johan rubbed his forehead when he heard it, it felt like he was feeling so dizzy.

"Bun—"

"Shut up, Nat! Teach a new style." Mila knocks down seductive eyebrows.

"What style, Bun?" nathan asked impatiently.

"Married boy!" suhut Mila relax

"Asekk."

"Mila!"

***

Febian is ready to go to the office. She was wearing a tie herself, while Ara was sitting on the edge of the bed staring at her husband.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" febian asked after finishing deducing his tie.

"It's okay, I'd love to be able to put a tie on you, but I can't do it yet." Ara said honestly, Febian who heard it only smiled faintly as he walked closer to Ara.

"I'm used to it myself, but if you want to learn, tomorrow I teach. Now I have an important meeting." Febian landed a kiss on the top of Ara's head.

"You promise?" Ara pointed her index finger at him, and Febian immediately linked with her index finger.

"I'm leaving." Febian walked out of the room followed by Ara in the back.

"You didn't have breakfast?" Febian smiled widely as he felt how chatty Ara was.

"I have breakfast at the office. Later you can go to the office and bring me lunch" said Febian.

"Well, what do you want to eat?" ask Ara again.

Febian let out a long sigh, "Whatever you cook, I will definitely eat it." Febian kissed Ara on the forehead, while the woman kissed the back of her husband's hand.

After the shadow of Febian's car disappears from view, Ara immediately re-enters to take care of her father who is now starting to develop. Ara was happy when the father had started to show progress.

When she finished taking care of her father, Ara turned to the kitchen and prepared lunch for her husband. Although there was already a waiter who specialized in preparing food, but Ara wanted to make a special meal with her own hands.

"This is going to be put in the bushel, ma'am?" ask the waiter who helped Ara.

"Yes, Bi. I'm ready first." Ara went to the room and cleaned up and prepared to go to the office to deliver the food.

Just getting out of the house, a man in a blue dongker shirt walked up to Ara. The man bowed respectfully in front of Ara who immediately stared in wonder.

"Would you like to go to the office right now, madam?" ask the man politely.

"Yes, whose father?" ask Ara.

"I'm your personal driver, Madam. That'll take you anywhere." The man still spoke politely. Ara just nodded then got into the car.

The car was traveling at a speed heading to the Alexander company Bandung branch. After arriving at the company court, Ara rushed down and walked towards the reception desk.

"Sir, is Mas Febian in the room?" ask Ara politely.

"So, just go up." The woman answered a little. Ara turned around and was about to leave, but the receptionist's speech managed to stop her steps.

"How can an office girl who has just worked for a month has not been married to the president director directly," said one of the receptionists.

"I'm sure that he's wearing a gun" said the other one. Ara who heard that only squeezed the bushel that was still in her grip.