When Married?
KM Part 23

Literature and Flowers brought the groceries from the boutique and put them in the trunk. Bunga stepped with a slow pace because it turned out that the goods purchased were very much, even it seemed that the luggage was not able to accommodate it made the girl more lamenting about her salary.

My salary is how unfortunate your fate is, we have been separated even when we have never met huhuhu....

Literature only smiled amusedly looking at the expression of the Flower which was like a dazed person. They went back on their journey. Along the way the flower just silently did not speak in the slightest, only heard a sigh that was exhaled violently many times.

*****

Now they have reached their destination city. Before going to the apartment, Sastra parked her car in a Japanese restaurant.

"We'd better have lunch here, '" Literature proposed as her hand opened the seatbelt.

"I'm not hungry!" The flower answered in a doldrums.

"What exactly are you?" Literature pretends not to know.

"I'm okay, just tired."

Don't you know I'm grieving? I don't even have an appetite at all, rest in peace.

"I've bought the food in the wrap, wait a minute." Literature came down and ran into the restaurant.

After fifteen minutes Literature returned to the parking lot and drove the car straight to the apartment.

"At hand. Come down, same suitcase of groceries let the security guard bring it up." The flower only nodded weakly and followed Literature into the elevator.

Literature opened the door of her apartment and brought her girl in, Bunga stepped towards the sofa and knocked herself down there. Not long after two guards delivered the girl's groceries and suitcase. Literature gave the tip money and they both immediately say goodbye.

He went to the kitchen to warm up the food from the Japanese restaurant. Literature bought shabu-shabu with two kinds of broth, one miso soup broth and the other tomyam soup, not to forget he also bought two servings of sushi.

Literature serves dishes on the dining table, two servings of sushi and also a steaming hot shabu-shabu appetizing. Then he approached the flower that was still lying on its stomach.

"Flower, it's past lunchtime so hurry up and eat, I don't want you to get sick."

Flowers got up and went to the dining table, he sat down and took the chopsticks and spoons in front of him and just stirred his shabu-shabu.

Literature pulled out her phone and typed something out of what it was, before long the Flower phone rang indicating a message came in. Flowers reached into his phone and at the time of reading it he widened his eyes.

*T*About the items you bought earlier will not be cut from your salary, all of which is my gratitude because you bought me porridge and took care of me when I was sick. I am so grateful, love you.

The flower suddenly cried like a child and burst into the embrace of Literature.

"Hey baby don't cry." Literature replied to Bunga's embrace affectionately, then Bunga slightly loosened his embrace.

"You like it, you know me! I was confused, if later I don't receive a full salary how can I send money to my mother." Her tears were on her beautiful face.

"I'm sorry, you're exhausted, so I want to keep flirting with you." Literature smiled ignorantly and pulled Bunga to sit on his lap, Bunga seemed not to realize that he was sitting on the lap of Literature because he was so happy that his salary was not cut.

"I know you're sincere about taking care of me, but as your girlfriend I also want to buy you something you need. It's not about the price but your attention to me in it, let's just say I bought you some porridge too."

"But still I feel that it's too much, you must have spent a lot of money just to buy me clothes." Flowers glanced at the glimpses of those enormous shopping bags.

"Flower, did you forget that your girlfriend is a CEO? my money will not run out even if used to go shopping and have fun every day," he deliberately boasted by showing a smile dimples his cheeks.

"Cih came back as arrogant as ever Thank you for reminding me of Mr. CEO." Flowers grumbling.

"By the way do you intend to continue sitting on my lap, does this feel so comfortable?" literary Fashion is back again. The newly realized flower immediately jumped down and returned to its seat with a shy blush.

"Quick finish your food before it gets cold." Literary continues his meal.

The flower that was still bowed was embarrassed to scoop food in front of him. When the savory and fresh taste of the tomyam sauce blends in her tongue, the girl immediately turns cheerful because of the delicious taste that feasts on her taste buds.

Flowers ate lunch greedily when he said he was not hungry. The literature that saw her smiled happily because this girl was not the type who sulked for a long time, even with just a portion of delicious food her mood could instantly change back to improve.

After finishing eating Literature invites Flowers to see the entire room in the apartment and the last one is the master bedroom.

"This is your room, do you like it?" Flowers nod and smile, rooms with a feminine feel, with a blend of pink and white yamg furniture with matching colors.

"I love it, it's like a princess's room."

"Because you are indeed my daughter's master," she said right in the ears of Flowers.

"Basic gumbal!"

****

It was getting dark, now Bunga was in his room and unpacking his groceries while Sastra was busy with her laptop.

Flowers open one by one paper bag and remove the contents. He put all the clothes in the closet and lastly he opened a pink shopping bag.

When he saw the contents of his face was instantly flushed red, the contents were six pieces of nightgowns and also one dozen women's underwear of various colors.

Haish he's why the hell buy something like this, make me embarrassed. Or maybe he's used to buying this? How does he know my size, is it possible that he's a pervert? but if I talk about it I'm very embarrassed, ah I should take care of it immediately.

Bunga decided not to discuss more about the nightgowns and underwear that Literature bought because she felt strange and embarrassed to die if she had to ask the reason. Flowers came out of his room and saw Literature still struggling with his laptop.

"When do you want to go home? don't you have to go to work tomorrow morning?" remove the Flower while folding both hands on the chest.

"I'll get out of here." Literature replied while remaining focused with her laptop.

"Eh wait wait wait, get out of here? what do you mean you want to stay here!" shouting Flowers.