The Transmigration Of The Goodness Death
(CHAP 5 )

A few hours later...

" eugh.. " The voice of the waking man is none other than Michael. He slowly opened his eyes, which he saw first was the face of the wife from above as she was still lying on his forehead. In reversing his position before Shizuka's flat stomach hesitantly he hugged her before he hugged her comfortably and submerged Shizuka's flat-bellied face.

" Comfortable "Murm Michael who is still heard by Shizuka. Shizuka had indeed woken up from earlier but because she was still tired she decided to close her eyes like a sleeping person. Hearing the muttering of the husband, Shizuka chuckled inwardly. The hand that was still in Michael's head he slowly stroked it like he was not consciously doing it, Elusan it made Michael more comfortable.

After a few minutes of the eruption stopped, Michael woke up from his position and rubbed his face which was still a pillow. He looked at his wife and made a small smile that no one had ever seen before...

' It's cute ' Her inner self held back the anxiety of seeing Shizuka's plain face. He grabbed Shizuka's head slowly so as not to wake her up and put it on his shoulder and slowly he grabbed both wrists his wife let himself be hugged, he leaned on the sofa while enjoying Shizuka's beautiful and sweet face.

DEG...

DEG...

DEG...

Michael held onto his chest that was beating very fast...

' Ck.. Damn heart stop beating ! " Inner and look at the face of his wife. He did not realize that all his inner contents were read by Shizuka and also his heart also skipped a beat when the husband changed his embrace.

After a few minutes, Michael saw the clock that had almost noon made him heavy heart he took off the snare of the embrace of the wife who felt comfortable for him by waking his wife

" Wake up we want to go to the main house ~" He said softly but coldly.

" hm.. " Shizuka woke up while rubbing her pillow face.

" You can gently turn out hehe... " Shizuka said coldly to Michael and chuckled softly and passed her room to change clothes. While Michael just sat stunned to hear the speech and stiffness that sounded soft in his ear even though he knew it was a plunge for him but it could make his ears turn red and decided to go to his room to change clothes.

After a few minutes, Shizuka and Michael compactly opened the door of the room just next door. Shizuka and Michael seemed to be yak...

' Very pretty.. We are so yak ! '

' Handsome.. Looks like we're sehati '

Their inner selves and Shizuka approached her husband who was still fascinated with her. Michael wakes up in Shizuka's voice...

" It's been "Shizuka's Brief Flat restoring Michael's consciousness.

" hm.. Come on "Returned Deheman and Michael's invitation to leave, however..

" A little while "Prevent Shizuka made Michael raise his eyebrows as a question mark. Shizuka confronts Michael, whose height is only the limit of the chin because Michael has a height of 1.80, it turns out that what Shizuka means is that he fixes the hair of the husband by restoring it to the side and looks macho. Michael's appearance is now like a Korean oppa with hair that has been split open looking sweet.

While Michael should not be asked again, his heart has run a marathon of gegara saw the face of the wife from a close range that looks very beautiful in his eyes.

" Woy's.. " Shezuka's touch while waving his hand in front of Michael's dreamy face.

" Ekhm.. A. come on if it's "Say Michael in a flat tone to cover his nervousness, Shizuka who knows it only ignores him. They immediately got off in the elevator, a few minutes later they were in the garage. They take a little time to arrive because of the breadth of this House, They are treated to a lot of cars and motorcycles of different types that may be very fantastic prices.

Michael chose to ride his motor sport because he had not boarded it for a long time because the work in the company requires him to use a car with his Assistant.

They immediately ride the motorcycle using a helmet to be safe and emm. Michael was initially slow but in the middle of the journey, he had climbed his speed but what made him dag dig dug was his wife's hand coiled accidentally scaled because he was carrying the bike like a racer, because he was carrying a motorcycle like a racer, it was fortunate that he could follow the traffic rules otherwise he had already dealt with the police force and it was troublesome.

After arriving at the main house...