My Teacher's Husband's Id
Part 22 ~ Seed-seed love

"Not to be ashamed, not to be nervous, for the sake of pocket money!" muttered Keisha clenched her hands. The girl was in the bathroom, talking to herself like crazy, just to convince herself that she was near Ricky.

Keisha took a deep breath, before finally exiting the bathroom. He approached Ricky, who looked busy on the balcony of the room, accompanied by a cup of coffee and a fresh breeze in the afternoon. The two are still in Keisha's papah house, only the owner is on duty out of town for the next few days.

Keisha sat next to Ricky, his behavior suspicious enough to take the attention of the man who had been pretending to be busy.

"Baby? How can you sit still?" ask Ricky. Quietly smelling a smile, enjoying the role of being a nonchalant husband to his wife.

"Uumm, what's wrong with Ricky?" ask Keisha.

"Calculate wind speed."

"So I'm serious, sir!"

"Why really? Need anything?"

Without wasting a chance, Keisha immediately nodded her head. "I want a lot of food today. He said, you can buy anything together, Mr. Iky. What if we take a walk later? All weekly nights!" take Keisha.

"May, but there are conditions."

"What tuh?" Keisha's eyes blinked slowly.

"So my wife is submissive and doesn't make me emotional." Ricky ruffled Keisha's hair.

"Ready, Captain! Command implemented!" exclaim Keisha and leave Ricky on the balcony of the room.

The girl decided to spend her afternoon downstairs, occasionally glancing at the kitchen while making sure no waiters were passing by.

"There's no harm in trying to cook something for Mr. Iky" muttered Keisha.

Keisha finally heads to the kitchen, looking for kitchen ingredients as ordered from the cooking tutorial on his phone. The girl planned to make chicken soto, the easiest menu she thought.

"Which divorce is it? How are there two forms of kayak gini?" muttered Keisha, examining lemongrass and leeks in turn. "Anjir, it's really hard. Ah whatever, wear both." Put the two ingredients down, and smear them like a video example.

Keisha continued to struggle in the kitchen with her crowding, while Ricky who was in the room was busy thinking about something.

"Quietly, Amel would not be upset if I didn't give him a chance" Ricky said.

The man had just gotten a threat if he kept dodging. But Ricky did not have the courage to meet, because he was afraid to melt. Maybe Keisha is a drama-filled girl, but Amelia's woman is worse than that.

"The only way to fall in love, is to fall in love. I have to pepet Keisha."

Ricky moved from his seat, looking for the whereabouts of the wife who disappeared somewhere. He keeps going around and has no intention of visiting the kitchen, as Ricky is not sure his wife is there. Keisha was afraid of splashing oil, she said, it could hurt her soft white skin.

"Bi, see Kei?" ask Ricky.

"Oh neng Keisha is in the kitchen, Den. I think I'm cooking something."

"Thank you, Bi."

Ricky swiftly headed for the kitchen, surprised not to play see the kitchen was a mess like a depleted turn. He clucked, approaching Keisha who was scooping chicken with a helmet.

"When is he wearing a helmet?"

Ricky laughed, he immediately took off the helmet on Keisha's head, leaving the girl's hair in a mess. Surprisingly, his wife looked even more beautiful. It seems that Ricky won't take long to love the girl, especially Keisha also starts to open up.

"Cock on the loose? If my face gets oiled, keeps blistering and wounding, what about sir? Come on, operating costs ...."

Keisha's sentence instantly stopped as a kiss landed on his lips. The cheeks that were originally pure white, became red in just a matter of seconds.

"P-sir Ricky kissed me?" ask Keisha nervously.

"Soal. Move, let me fry!" Encourage Keisha to stay away from the stove and take over the kitchen work. Ricky deftly finishes frying the chicken, then gives it to Keisha for a whirlwind.

"Mr Iky?" call Keisha.

"Hm."

"Why more and more days, the more my heart is not safe, huh?" asked the girl while tearing up the ripe meat.

While being asked, busy stirring the sauce that was on the stove. Ricky silently smiled, the man did not expect his plan to love Keisha to be welcomed. At least for now, maintaining what should be maintained is primary.

"Maybe like me."

"Honey, I don't like it the same, Father! It is my father who will like me. Who hasn't been fascinated by Keisha's expensive charisma?" said the girl sniffed.

"Yes, let me fall in love with this little wife of mine."

Deg. Please anyone near Keisha, save the girl from an impromptu heart attack. Keisha's blood rippled violently when Mr. Ricky stroked her cheeks very gently. Whatwasthat? Let me fall in love? This isn't a joke, is it?

"I can't fall in love that easily, like Mahesa again," Keisha shakes her head. Switch to expensive female fashion that a man cannot conquer.

Keisha raised her chin as the foot barge under the table, not forgetting to cross her chest, carrying a smug impression in her husband's eyes. "Try it if you can, no one is forbidden, Father," he replied.

"Totally good." Again and again Ricky ruffled Keisha's hair involuntarily. The two begin to focus on finishing the cuisine that Keisha has started. This moment is impossible for both of them to forget, especially for Keisha who just saw the soft side of a Ricky.

It turns out that if examined more deeply, Ricky is a man who has a lot of hidden attraction. Can Keisha be proud to know everything?

"When you smile? Sana get ready, just let's go again, let's not get stuck," said Ricky after finishing eating soto chicken made by them both.

Ricky laughs when he sees a chunk of chives in Keisha's soto sauce, but the man holds it back in order to appreciate his wife's hard work to change for the better. Since Ricky's clothes were always neat at all times, he decided to wait on the porch after cleaning up the kitchen mess. Sitting while researching the yard of his father-in-law's house is quite extensive.

"I think I should thank you for being forced into marriage. She's not that bad to be a wife" Ricky murmured.

What Azka said was true, as hard as a stone if it continues to erode water, then the stone will be destroyed. Likewise with Keisha, it turns out that melted the teenage girl's heart is not by violence, but soft and nurturing speech. Ricky realized everything after keeping a distance from each other. Both miss and need each other, but are hindered by their egos. As the two attempt to eliminate ego and prestige, their relationship looks fine.

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The seeds of the castor and love began to scatter. Who will win who?