Young Girl Wife CEO Duda
The Part 19

When stalking someone, there is nothing happier than that love gets a reward.

Some people say, "i'm happy to see you happy even if you're not with me." That's lies.

No happiness comes from the word release. Let alone releasing him for someone else who turns out he loves more.

Belva is certainly happy when her love for Gilang is avenged. There was nothing more he could say to express his happiness when he first heard the love speech from Gilang's lips.

The lips that had kissed her were fixed a few minutes ago.

And when Gilang wanted to repeat the scene earlier, Belva actually dodged by immersing his head into the water. Then swim around Gilang body and out of the water behind Gilang body.

Gilang was made angry by Belva. Belva laughed, pleased to see it.

Time is almost Maghrib, but both are still fun in the pool. Even the two compete with each other the greatness of swimming around the pool which is arguably quite spacious if only for personal use.

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"What clothes am I trying on? It's wet, there's no shirt I'm here, sister," said Belva moments after exiting the pool.

Let alone clothes, towels to dry his body at this time was not there.

"No need to wear clothes, Bel?"

Belva glanced at Gilang cynically. "That's it, she wanted Brother Gilang."

"You know, Bel." Glazed laughs crisply. Give the code to Belva, maybe he's sensitive and tonight is really not wearing clothes. Aish! His mind has gotten there om-om this one.

"No towels here either, brother? Geez, empty house jumping gini, really, already want to be occupied. At least there is a shirt first let's not wet-basahan gini." Belva grumbled in annoyance.

"You can calm down, no, Bel. The towel is in the upper room. Some of your clothes are there too."

"When did he?"

"So it's noon."

"Who's packing?"

"Soak."

"So you see all my clothes, dong? Underwear and so on."

Gilang nodded without hesitation. "Why indeed? Wear the same color, right? Red or black. That's what Micah bought yesterday and my sister went in there. Worn, huh? Mubadzir has been bought, really, not used."

Belva widened both eyes. It seems Belva has begun to understand where the direction of Gilang talks that people have entered the house, with his leisurely climb the stairs even though wet clothes and water splattered on the floor.

Had no other choice, Belva soon caught up with Gilang. It does not matter that the water scattered more and more than the clothes he was wearing.

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"It's all because of brother."

"Kok, brother, anyway? Who told you to run to the pool? I never took a shower."

"That's right!"

Belva couldn't cover up her frustration. Especially when he had to mop the floor he stepped on with Gilang earlier when his clothes were still soaking wet.

Starting from the entrance near the pool, to their room on the third floor. A little upset why Gilang chose the third floor for their main room.

The house has no plans to be occupied. So there is no assistant who can help clean the house.

Just call the home cleaning officer every three days until later this house they will occupy.

"It's really bad," complained Belva after they finished cleaning up all the mess they had caused themselves.

Like other rich kids, Belva also never held homework like sweeping and mopping. Especially cooking. The name of the seasoning is not. The difference between kale and spinach alone is not because Belva does not like vegetables.

"Are we going to walk?" Gilang.

"Where? Tired of knowing."

"If this makes you no longer tired."

"Where are you going, anyway?"

"Shop household items. Furniture and others. The house is still empty like there's only one set sofa. The same bed cupboard is also new in our room only."

The two then prepare to go to a shopping center complete in Surabaya.

When it comes to shopping, of course Belva feels happy. Although what they will buy this time is items that Belva has never bought at all.

From starting cookware, seasoning containers, food storage containers. Belva doesn't understand that at all.

But Gilang doesn't matter. He knew his wife was the only son of a rich man. Everything Belva wanted could be in sight quickly without Belva bothering to look for it himself.

"The maroon, or the light brown one. I think it fits the color of the walls better, Sis," said Belva when they were choosing a sofa for their living room.

"Not a light blue, Bel?"

"Not connected to the wall."

"OKAY. Wrap this one up" said Gilang.

They turned to the bed. "What's in our room you want to replace, Bel?"

"How are you going to change?"

"Replace more fitting."

"Indeed that doesn't fit, huh?"

"Less high that is."

"Oh... Yes, just change it. Brother look for the one that brother thinks fit," Belva replied innocently. While Gilang tried hard to resist his smile and laughter.

Belva still doesn't understand "fitting" here what it means. (Those who understand the readers )

After finishing in the bed, cabinets, electronics and cooking utensils and all paid paid off by Gilang, they moved places to shop for kitchen and bathroom needs.

Not much they buy. Enough to stock them both for three days because they will stay in the house until Gilang returns to Jakarta.

"Shop this stuff who wants to cook, brother?"

"You, dong."

"Huh, what, me? Kan, I can't cook. Salt is the same as micin I can't."

"How do we eat it?"

"Buy it, anyway, why stock this much material? Not cooked, dear if it's rotten."

"Yes, deh. It's up to the Princess how good it is."

"Well, that, dong. Turn the vegetables. Buy some fruit. We will eat later on we go food. My sister also works, I go to college. It's easy about eating."

Gilang nodded in agreement. He returned some fresh vegetables that he had taken. Then take some kind of fruit desired by Belva.

For almost two hours they shopped. Actually there are some less. But it can be finished tomorrow-tomorrow again. Belva's legs are tired. His stomach is hungry too. I forgot that the two of them had not had dinner.

"Sister, can we eat first? I'm hungry."

Hearing Belva's words, Gilang recalled something. "Geez, Bel!" said Gilang panic.

"Why?"

"Sister was already preparing food at the roof top. Sort of to ngedate both so in the roof top of his own house. Brother forgot, didn't he, because he went to the pool."

"Yes my... What brother, can you forget? You old gentlemen, very forgetful! It's raining again. What's the food of his fate?"

"Yes, so steak is fruiting, dong. Anyway why wear all the old carry-on, anyway?"

"Yes, Gilang's brother is old."

"Yes, that's young."

They were silent for a moment. Then simultaneously the laughter of the two broke. Laugh at their silliness today.

Add to their work after this. Clean the roof top of the table, chairs and food that has been rained tonight.

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