Yiana: And Notes About Your Love
Episodes 1.3

Now, what should he do? His mind wandered asking for learning materials only. However, the heart urges to watch a movie until morning. A call came in from his name he received.

"Why, May?" yiana asked leaning against the wall while straightening her legs.

"You make material together, don't you? I'm alone."

Yiana's mind won. "You want! Good thing you're hitching!" Quickly in the spirit of independence, Yiana returned to the bed carrying writing utensils and a laptop. His fingers moved nimble on the keyboard, even when he opened each page he wanted to make his material for tomorrow. The name is still connected to the speaker mode. They threw jokes at each other and discussions all the time walked towards dawn. Dozens of pages in the book did not quench their spirit.

Ah, Yiana remembered a thing when the material was finished being written. Then he asked Namaya, of course after getting permission.

"If you become a wife, what is the best service you have for your husband?" The question was uttered without Yiana knowing, as well as Namaya who was silent for quite a while until Yiana tried to call her name to make sure she was still awake.

"Come on," he replied in a low voice. "Maybe ... prepare breakfast and dinner for him? Make coffee to let the husband work?"

Yiana was just silent in an attempt to digest every utterance of her comrade.

"Tumben lo nanya is that?" Only then did Yiana open her mouth, she immediately added. "Ah, I know. You've already got a kid, right? So kepingin keep consulting the same me how to pamper husband."

Yiana so cold stuffed with a lot of oxygen. "I think I've had the wrong consultation."

And Namaya chuckled with satisfaction, making Yiana's smile more sour; making her gaze even more faint.

"Not friendly, 1 star."

Yiana cut off her phone without hearing her explanation. In that case, Yiana still thanked them when observing their photos at graduation. Namaya. From being friends with him in college until now, Yiana still feels comfortable when with him.

Only take a moment to pack things before lying down to play mobile phone. When it comes to social media scrolling, Yiana is bored. In a recumbent position, he thought. Is Yiana supposed to be looking for that?

Yeah, looks good. Soon he changed the most comfortable sleeping position according to him, then typed the keyword that must be contained 'wife'.

How to be a good wife for a husband.

The ideal wife according to most husbands.

What is the work of a wife that makes a happy husband establish a household?

And other topics about wives that will fill the history of the search list. I don't know why Yiana liked reading this enough. Reading such modeling articles is like a bedtime story. Slowly, his eyes began to feel heavy to just endure this one useless night.

Yiana wanted to stay up late, but the eyes and pleasures of the world that were now hard to come by were very tempting.

Nay! Yiana really wanted to stay up late, then that was her eyes glaring at the mobile phone screen. The sleepiness does not want to lose. Precisely the longer the scrolling article is read, Yiana so overslept with the device still in hand.

Shortly before going to bed, he prayed: may his romance be as sweet as the romance films he watched. Ah, just imagining it makes the heart pound, what else until carried away by dreams.

Yes, just being in the dreamland Yiana is fine. And the clinking bell answered his wish, just as the woman was completely asleep. []