Forced to Marry Young Master
Replying Turn
A few minutes later, Rhoky arrived. He brought all the food Cheyka wanted.
"Sister Rhuka, how is this?" rhoky asked, revealing a sausage wrap.
"Fry." Rhuka said.
"I'm not used to cooking." Rhoky is actually lazy.
"Go ahead." Cheyka said.
When the sausage had finished frying, Rhoky came to the computer room. His face looks bent, holding his hand.
"Why hands?" ask Mikky.
"I was exposed to hot oil, because I washed the sausage and fried it. The fire was oversized, then the oil hit my hand." Rhoky explained.
"Rhoky, that sausage doesn't need to be washed. You're wrong, just fry it." Bombom said.
"Yes, I was wrong" replied Rhoky.
"Hurry up and give it a whiff." Cheyka said.
Rhoky put the plate on the table. "Yes Brother."
"Pampered effect, never cook." ledek Rhuka.
"You are also arrogant, to be taught a lesson. Quickly bribe me, don't get hot." Cheyka said.
Rhuka took out a plate filled with fried sausage, then turned on the fan. He purposely brought it closer, to the wind that blew.
"Hahha. I will be fed." Cheyka laughed out loud.
"Why are you so terrible Cheyka." Jay shuddered in horror.
"Because I have a servant." Cheyka smiled, grabbing Rhuka's hair.
"Dear, let go." Rhuka feeds Cheyka.
Cheyka opened her mouth with a smile, then grabbed Rhuka's hair at will. Cheyka wanted to see if Rhuka was at home with her behavior.
"Chey, it will spill the food." said Rhuka.
Cheyka releases the jubilee on her hair. "Don't cross the line, or I'll destroy your family within a minute."
Rhuka recalled, that it was her threat to Cheyka first. Now let Cheyka turn to reply Rhuka thought.
The next day, Cheyka accidentally throws the bag over the basecamp attic. He planned, would have Rhuka take it.
"You're a dramatic pretender, get romantic attention. I'd like to see how you feel, whether you're really sincere or pseudo." Cheyka monologue.
Cheyka is clamoring for Rhuka's name. Her husband was on standby, running out of the house.
"What's wrong?" ask Rhuka.
"Bag I'm stuck in the attic. Please bring it, baby." replied Cheyka.
"Hurry up and take the stairs." replied Cheyka.
Rhuka walked up the stairs, then placed them towards the wall. He began to climb cautiously, but suddenly his legs slipped. Rhuka fell down, because the ladder was slippery.
"Oh, it hurts my legs." he lamented.
"Ruby!" cheyka Shouts.
Cheyka immediately ran towards Rhuka, helping her who looked in pain. Rhuka held onto her leg, which had sprained.
"Rhuka, I'm sorry. Actually, I accidentally threw my bag up there" Cheyka said.
"It's okay, I already know." replied Rhuka.
"Aren't you angry?" Cheyka's surprised.
"No, because love trumps emotion." Rhuka replied.
Cheyka smiled, helping her to stand up. Rhuka seduction, which relaxes the human body.
"Honey, let Rhoky take the bag" Cheyka said.
"It's okay, let me take it" Rhuka replied.
"But, you're sprained again" Cheyka said worriedly.
"Yes, let's just Rhoky." replied Rhuka.
Instantly the name of the person being mentioned, finally appeared as well. Rhoky moved his hands to the right and left, to stretch his muscles.
"Sister Chey and Brother Rhuka what?" ask Rhoky.
"Don't ask too many questions, quickly grab the bag over the attic." replied Rhuka.
"Well, why did it go up?" ask Rhoky.
"Biasalah, your brother-in-law likes to be on top. She is now the queen of the king." replied Rhuka.
Rhoky stepped up his legs, towards the stairs. Occasionally covering his mouth, which was still yawning. He climbed up slowly, until his hand reached for the bag strap. Rhoky throws him down, and is captured by Cheyka.
"Thank you sister-in-law" said Cheyka.
"Yes, sister-in-law, just relax." Rhoky slowly went down the stairs.
Cheyka pushes Rhuka's body into the room, massaging Rhuka's sprained leg. Rhuka smiled, looking at Cheyka's actions.
"Cheyka, you're worried about me." Rhuka justifies her hair bangs.
"Not really, just a sense of responsibility." Cheyka replied.
Cheyka immediately opened the oil bottle, then dripped on her palm. Sorting slowly, after rubbing slowly.
