Wonder woman
The Unobvious Suspicious

It was no longer morning, and it just happened to be a day off from work.

For a moment Rose's nose smelled the aroma of a very fragrant cuisine and teased her appetite. Rose awoke from her sleep, and she stepped outside the room.

Rose walked towards the kitchen and the smell of cooking was getting smelled out by her nose. He rushed to the kitchen and there turned out to be Michelson had woken up first and was cooking food for him.

"You woke up first why didn't you wake me up, Daddy?" ask Rose who is now sitting at the kitchen table watching Michelson who is showing her cooking skills in front, Rose.

"I wouldn't have the heart to wake you up, baby, in a very nice house. Wait a minute, baby, breakfast will be ready soon," Michaelson immediately finished cooking.

"Drt drt "

A message entered the screen of Mickelson's phone not far from where Rose was sitting. Rose glanced at the screen of the phone in curiosity as to who sent such an early message to the phone, Michelson.

But Rose did not see a contact name on the phone number, so she was increasingly curious to know what the contents of the message sent by the phone number were not right on Michelson's phone.

Jealousy and unpleasant feelings immediately attacked him. Negative thoughts began to fill his brain. He wanted to open the chat message but he didn't know the code to unlock Michelson's phone. Until a suspicious race begins to be embedded in Rose's mind.

"Please eat the Princess."

Michelson presented the food he made to Rose, but Rose was indifferent. He got up from his seat and walked out of the kitchen.

Michelson, who noticed this, was astonished, and soon followed Rose out of the kitchen.

"Darling, what's wrong? why did you just leave?" ask Michelson who managed to grab Rose's hand in front of the kitchen door.

"I'm going to the room to get ready for the office" Rose said coldly.

Michelson increasingly did not understand the cold attitude of his wife.

"Mommy, why the hell are you mad at me? because what, I have what's wrong with you?" michelson asked with a frown because he did not know what he had done to make Rose angry with him.

"You think for yourself what's wrong, Daddy. Is it because I'm not beautiful anymore and I look so fat like this that you do that," said Risee brushed off her husband's hand and he waltzed towards the room and closed it off.

"Mommy, please open the door. If you don't tell me what's wrong, I won't know. Come on baby open the door first and then you explain to me about my mistakes to you so I know," persuaded Michelson behind the door.

Not wanting the whole house to be disturbed by the screams of Michelson, Rose finally stepped up and opened the door to her room for her husband.

"Within' in anyway I didn't lock the door. Do not cry out what can not, embarrassed to know if you know," said Rose who was still upset with her husband.

She then went back into her room followed by her husband.

"I'm sorry." said Michelson softly as he hugged Rose from behind.

"Be careful, I don't want to be hugged by you who like to lie!" Rose pulled over the hug from Michelson.

"I don't care, I'm going to stay like this until you tell me what my fault is with you" Michelson said, kissing the nape of Rose's neck.

Rose was just silent, he was trying to dampen his emotions that had risen to the crown.

"I'm sorry if you said I was lying to you, but I'm confused myself, what am I lying about? come on, baby tell me not to be like this. If you don't want to say, you'll be angry with me until when you're angry with me" Michelson said.

"Hem all right, who likes sending chat messages this early on your phone? even you deliberately didn't name the phone number so it wouldn't be revealed by me?" ask Rose at the end.

"Message?" Michelson frowned increasingly clueless at the direction of Rose's conversation.

"Take your phone and see if there's an incoming message. I saw a message coming in, but the sender's phone number isn't registered on your phone. By the time I'm gonna open your phone, you can't because you have to use a code."

"You also accidentally coded the phone, so I can't open it, right?"

After Michelson learned what made his wife angry, he took the phone left in the kitchen and the food.

And in Rose's presence she tells the passcode to her phone. And don't forget he opened an incoming chat message that had made Rose jealous.

"What is this phone number that makes you jealous? look at the contents of the message so you know, and don't get jealous anymore."

[Sorry Mr. Michelson, I am sending a message this early. I'm Rika. I just sent a message to my phone number, Miss Rose but it's off. I just want to let you know, so you can tell Miss Rose. If this morning there is a meeting schedule with three famous companies. Thank you.]

After Rose read it, she simply bowed in embarrassment.

"A jealous-blind Ciye-ciye," seduced Michelson.

"Daddy I don't want to lose you again. We were close but felt far away because you were in a coma for so long. Far away your dual made my physical hindsight hurt. But I can survive because of these kids" said Rose rubbing her huge belly.

"Every night I can't sleep well thinking about when you'll be out of a coma. And sometimes this thought is tired to have negative thoughts."

"But there's always a boost in the day like someone's encouraging you by saying you're going to be okay."

Hearing what Rose said, Michelson's heart was moved. He was so loyal to her.

"Dear, thank you. You have been so patient, steadfast, and faithful to accompany me even when I was sick for so long. You still faithfully accompany me," Michelson hugged Rose's body.

He did not tempt his wife why become jealous just because there was one chat message entered with an unlisted mobile number on his phone.

"Daddy, I'm sorry. I've misunderstood you for being so prejudiced. I thought it was a chat message from another woman of your dreams," said Rose bowed lethargic.

"Hem, that was a message from a woman, but she was your private secretary, wasn't she? and you're the only one who's always been number one and last number for my life."