VILLAGE GIRL MARRIED TO HANDSOME CEO
chapter: 8 (morning kiss) happy reading

when I woke up, how surprised I had gotten a kiss from mas raka.

"iihh, what the hell mas is still morning as well".my words while holding the shame on mas raka.

but raka laughed.

"are you laughing at me anyway?"i said wonder.

"are you so innocent, dear? it was called morning kiss.hahaha.." mas raka laughed again.

"i was surprised!" pissed karina.

"no papa loh dear, klo gk gini when else try".answer mas raka.

I was embarrassed, hearing the words of mas raka.kini more embarrassed again so I did not dare to look at my own husband's face.

"iss, after mass.bagusan you take a shower first and then ready to go to the office."I said with my head down.

"yes my dear wife, emmuach". mas raka kissed my red lips again.

my heart again wanted to be dislodged, and my face now turned red like a boiled crab.

"isss, already .better you take a bath there mas. you know?" I said to cover up this embarrassing conversation for me.

finally we took a bath while alternating. after finishing dressing, finally kmi breakfast together.coincidentally art at home is back.

after finishing breakfast I brought the mas raka briefcase to the front of the house.

I kissed the back of my husband's hand.

"be careful, don't go home late" I said

"why?, you miss this handsome husband of yours?" answer mas raka ge er.

"did!! who else misses you, you geer." I replied

"yeah, I'm going, baby." she said, stroking my flat stomach.

"dada baby...., dady go to work first well, you accompany momy you well".sauce mas raka while kissing my flat stomach and then kissing the tip of my head.

then I went back home and didn't forget to lock the door .

then I also began to do a little clean up, because the work partly has been done by the art in this house.

because of my pregnancy, I often quickly feel easily tired.then I sit on the living room sofa and then I rest my buttocks that feel sore.

then I painted my flat object and then suddenly I remembered my parents who were forgiven. Immediately I pulled my screen and I called my mother.

it's been a while since I've contacted my parents.

"assalamualikum buk".my greeting to mother

"waalaikumsalam, what's the call mom son?" ask mother.

"bukk, I miss the same mother, the same mother.

"does it look like mom's son misses yah?" ask mom again.

"yes, I miss you." I answered crying.

"why even cry?". wondered the astonished mother.

honestly because since childhood I was never far from my parents, so when now I've been someone's wife, and the wife must be devoted to the husband and mas raka take me to this house.until I am separated from my parents.and I am aware of my status now.

"you already kangen, play play dong here. father same mother also miss the same you son".say mother.

"yas already buk, klo mas raka hak busy I return to the village yah buk?" ask me.

"yes, this is your home, right? so it's up to you to come back anytime."

"well buk, assalamualaikum ".my words while closing the conversation and immediately replied to a greeting from mother.

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