Your betrayal Happiness to Me
Seasons 2's. 20 Being a Good Wife

In the morning, Qiran woke up from her sleep. After preparing the office clothes for Bimo, Qiran went down to the kitchen to make breakfast.

When Qiran was engrossed in spatula and his vows arrived...

Grep...

" Gosh!" Qiran pranced in shock.

Bimo hugged Qiran from behind. He threw his hand into Qiran's stomach.

" What a darling! I surprised you." Said Bimo sticking his chin onto Qiran's shoulder.

" It's not pa pa Mas." Sahut Qiran's.

" What cooking is it?" Bimo stared at the frying pan in front of him which contained fried rice.

" Well fried rice, it looks good, baby." Bimo.

" Don't know also Mas, but I cooked it already according to the amount I learned yesterday anyway." Said Qiran stirring his fried rice.

" Whatever you cook must be delicious, dear, let alone cook it with sincere love from the heart." Bimo Sahut.

" Can you please." Sahut Qiran's.

" It's ripe, isn't it?" Ask Qiran.

" Yes already." Bimo Sahut.

" I'll serve it in a dish." Qiran.

Qiran immediately served omlete egg fried rice on the dining table.

" Try the Mas! If it's not good to throw it away, I'll do it again." Qiran.

Bimo stuffed a spoonful of Qiran's fried rice into his mouth. He chews it slowly enjoying the taste in it.

" What's it like?" Qiran looked at Bimo while waiting for his answer.

" It's so good, baby."

" Rul'?" Ask Qiran to make sure.

" Dear, try it yourself!" Bimo thrust his spoon into Qiran's mouth.

Qiran accepted it then...

" It's not good, but delicious." Said Qiran judging her own cooking.

" For a beginner like you, it's really good, baby... Usually when the first experiment fails but you succeed immediately, it deserves a thumbs up." Bimo.

" Thank you, sir." Said Qiran who was smiling back by Bimo.

They had breakfast together with the service. Finished breakfast Qiran helped Bimo get ready for the office.

" The tie let me put it on." Qiran put a tie on Bimo's neck collar.

Bimo observed Qiran's pretty face, clean smooth cheeks, pink lips made her advance her face.

Qiran looked up at Bimo, Bimo pressed his lips against Qiran's lips for quite a long time. Qiran closed her eyes.

There was no resistance from Qiran, Bimo slid his hand into the nape of Qiran. He bit Qiran's lower lip, Qiran opened his mouth slightly.

Bimo sucked his tongue into Qiran's mouth, exposing every inch of it. Bimo meluma*t soft lips Qiran. The sound of decapitation filled their room. The gentle kiss that Bimo gave made Qiran fall asleep. He gripped Bimo's arm holding back the cold hot sensation created by Bimo.

Bimo took off his pagutan when both of them ran out of oxygen supply.

" Sweet." Bimo gently rubbed Qiran's lips with his thumb.

" What the hell is it." Said Qiran ashamed.

" Don't be ashamed, baby, you have to get used to all this." Bimo.

Qiran took Bimo's briefcase and gave it to him.

" Done first yes, you heart at home! If it's saturated, you can go out for fresh air." Bimo.

" Yes, you are also heart!" Qiran kissed the back of Bimo's hand.

" Yes dear."

Cup...

Bimo kissed Qiran's forehead.

" Assalamualaikum." Bimo.

" The Wa'alaikumsallam Mas." Sahut Qiran's.

Qiran escorted Bimo to the terrace, after Bimo left Qiran went back into his house.

" Huh my God... So tired." Complain Qiran.

" I'll rest first, later I'll continue washing and cooking for dinner." Qiran closed her eyes.

In the afternoon Bimo got out of his car, he got into his house. He shook his head as he looked at Qiran who was sleeping soundly on the sofa.

" It's a pity that my little wife, she has to clean this house alone to be a good wife to me." Bimo.

Bini carried Qiran ala bridal style to her room. He put Qiran on the bed. Then Bimo went into the bathroom.

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Qiran blinked her eyes watching around.

" God is night." Qiran got out of her bed.

" Eh why am I in the room, ah surely Mas Bimo has come home, I must immediately prepare dinner." Qiran tied her hair properly then went downstairs.

" Mad." Oh." Qiran approached Bimo who was busy with his cooking.

" Are you awake?" Bimo stared at Qiran at a glance.

" Why don't you wake me up! So I'll prepare dinner." Qiran sat listlessly on the chair.

" I'm sorry baby, you sleep well anyway, Mas would not have the heart to wake you up, Mas know if you are tired of cleaning the house alone baby, now the cuisine is ripe, you eat yes." Bimo serves spicy gurameh saos to the plate.

" Wow this looks good, Mom, you know I'm really looking for this." Qiran immediately took the rice.

" Yes donk! Whose husband was it." Bimo Sahut.

The two ate while chatting occasionally.

" How are you doing, Maya Mas?"

Uhuk uhuk uhuk

Bimo choked on his food, Qiran immediately gave a glass of water that was immediately drunk Bimo to the toilet.

Bimo looked at Qiran and vice versa.

" A.. What do you mean, baby?" Ask Bimo.

" No need to lie or pretend not to know Mas, I know the truth." Sahut Qiran's.

" i... You know the truth? You know that..

" Yes... Last afternoon you visited Maya's aunt in the hospital, right? You met another woman without telling me. Mas." Sahut Qiran's.

" I'm sorry, baby! Actually, Mas wanted to call you but was banned by your papa, but it turns out the boss even told you." Bimo.

" Dear Mas don't mean anything, when Mas wants to have lunch with your papa, you, suddenly, Mas receives a call from the nurse who says that Maya is critical and Mas is asked to go there immediately, so Mas just go there to ensure his condition." Bimo Bright.

" But the impression is the same boss Erlan dear, as papa you are not alone, Mas want to call you but said boss "no need! Qiran won't be mad at the guy you went with me" that is.... So you shouldn't think the same way, dear Mas, but Mas still apologizes to you because Mas didn't tell you." Connect Bimo.

Qiran just nodded her head.

" Dear you're angry?" Bimo looked at Qiran.

" I don't know if I should be angry or not." Sahut Qiran's.

Bimo clasped Qiran's hand.

" Please don't be angry with me anymore! I'm sorry dear, Mas can't accept your anger like yesterday baby, you blame me papa you forbid Mas call you yes." Bimo.

Qiran smiled looking at Bimo.

" Yes, I'm not angry." Sahut Qiran's.

" Really?" Ask Bimo to make sure.

" Hm... I would like to be a good wife, so a trivial matter like this would not be great for me, but I beg you to tell me next time you want to see her, if I let him go, Mas can go, but otherwise he knows what to do." Qiran.

" Dear Mas know, thank you for being a good wife for Mas I love you." Bimo.

" Love you too." Sahut Qiran's.

They continued eating.

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