Dear Mr. Saga
8 KTS. Rubbing Back

The night picks up in place of the position of noon, still on the same day as the arrival of Raksa to the main house.

Saga enters the house, accompanied by Mr. Mun's steps. The butler conveyed what had happened during this day in the main house.

“You have worked hard Young Master, today Miss Daniah met her younger brother. And blah, blah, blah, bla.” After taking off their shoes they went up the stairs. The air is still filled with reports of Mr. Mun. “And this is what happened Young Master, miss continues to be so, and blah, blah, bla.” It is long like an episode of a drama.

Mr. Mun is like the most advanced recording device in the world.

“Rest sir, you've worked hard.” Saga shook her hands as they walked to the front of the room. Mr. Mun lowered his head. Just went down.after Saga disappeared into the room.

The young master looked calm, thank goodness. There was no way she would be jealous of her own sister-in-law. Mr. Mun stroked his chest with great relief. His heart is happy and satisfied, has done his duty today well. He walked into his study to make daily reports, as well as check the names of the servants who were getting weekly holiday allowances tomorrow.

While in the main room.

The first cold war begins. Saga had already changed her face after a step of her foot entered the room. He found his wife relaxing in bed. Saga looked at his wife Daniah.

Jealousy, to Saga, one word is like the currency side. He and his jealousy are inseparable. He was jealous of his wife hugging Raksa. Even more with the same spoon. And that made him burn jealous. Why does his wife feel comfortable just hugged Raksa for a day, while he himself is now often pushed because Daniah does not want to be embraced. The reason is sultry and stuffy.

Who wouldn't be upset!

“What? Honey, you why?” Daniah asked. Why, make it a surprise. Come immediately silent petrified so. Full of question marks in Daniah's eyes were fixed for Saga.

Saga saw Daniah throw her phone into the drawer, as the sound of the door closing was heard. The girl was dumbstruck, because she was just speechless, sitting on the bed after entering earlier. Not saying a word, just sighing while looking at his wife. With squeaking eyes that definitely mean Daniah if her husband is upset.

Why si! If you shut up, I'll be scared! Daniah squeezed her hands in front of her chest.

“Honey, you've had dinner.” Daniah asked pleasantries that did not provoke mood. Although he knew, Saga must have had dinner, it's been what time Daniah thought. The glass window already shows the darkness of the night out there. Although it's not midnight. “You helped me take off the tie baby?” ask again.

Saga was still silent, just staring intently. Then, his hand moved like it was making an incision in his chest.

What the hell, wear slicing chest all! Aaaaah! Daniah wants to scream.

“Sayang.”

Saga made another slashing move. Show how hurt his heart is right now. His protest in silence this time was the peak of jealousy from the report of Mr. Mun. He did allow the arrival of Raksa, because the boy could definitely make Daniah smile. But why, why protest again.

Why are you so loving to treat me and your sister!

“Sick, my heart hurts Niah.”

What the hell, ask to be stabbed this person like him too.

Daniah shuffled from where she sat. Crawling quietly on the bed, then rested in front of Saga who was still touching her chest and looked like a person who was suffering. Anxious about hitting her husband's cheek actually, but where she had the courage to.

“What hurts baby?” Finally, Daniah presented the drama that was being made by Saga. Otherwise, it could be until midnight that the man will still sit down without taking off his tie and work shirt.

“My heart hurts.” While putting up the face that wants to be stroked by his head.

“Why?” daniah placed her palm, then placed her ear on Saga's chest. His heart rate is heard. Not annoying, like the usual human detachment. “What's your heart?”

What the hell, donk, I'm not Secretary Han. How do you know what I want.

“You having fun with your sister?” throw a ketus face while thrusting a tie that is still coiled around his neck. Saga's words immediately made Daniah understand. Her big baby is crashing because of Raksa. “Because he has made you happy it seems like I should give him more snacks this month.” Daniah slowly took off her husband's tie. Roll it in hand after detachment. Become a fist that can be used to punch people.

Mun sir! what are you complaining about!

“What your cravings are only happening to me. Huh” again felt betrayed, her sighing way made Daniah feel a little guilty. “You just don't want me to hold you, but you've been sticking around hugging your sister all day. My heart really hurt Niah.”

Start a drama, why if you're doing this you're so good at talking Mr. Saga! But if you're talking to just hemm, hemm all you're saying. After all, we didn't hug for the whole day. Indiscriminate. That's what Daniah's eye looks mean.

“Sayang.”

“I'm angry!”

Saga brushes Daniah by the hand and gets out of bed. Entering the dressing room with dramatic steps, who had previously turned around, stared with eyes filled with anger and slammed the door. Until it makes Daniah agape.

There are people like him.

Although with grumbling Daniah woke up also followed. If it sinks, and not persuaded will be the length of his business. Daniah only need to give up a little, usually Mr. Saga also collapsed. Especially since this pregnancy, the tolerance is very large when it comes to his sniffiness.

Lho, where is he?

“Honey!” daniah's head poked again, after checking the bathroom. The man who was sulking earlier did not see the trunk of his nose. “Honey, where are you?” Daniah stood sculpting after turning over, laughing as she saw Saga standing by the door with her hands cupped to her chest.  Leaning against the wall with one leg raised. “Haha, honey, I don't feel your existence.”

“Why follow, do you feel guilty?” Tartly.

The second cold war continued.

“Narang!” Wipe your face but walk closer. “Please my shirt.”

Dih, ngambek tapi masih minta lepasin baju juga.

“Uh funny.” Daniah rubs her cheeks with her thumb. “Why only affects his father, of course because his father is special. Because his father is the only one who is special dear.” Daniah. “I crav asking weird just like you baby, because only you are special.”

That's right, he's already blooming his heart. I can smile again. Hidhi. His heart was filled with relief. If the sambeknya only a matter of minutes, it means the anger is not really right. He's just a prankster Daniah. Whatever Mr. Saga knows, how I've treated Raksa all this time.

Uh, but, but!

“Wait baby, wait, what do you want?” Saga pulls Daniah's hand into the bathroom. In a moment the door was closed. Containment them. The fragrant aroma of the room instantly burst forth. “Darling, what do you want? Why I came in too. I've taken a shower.”

“Company me shower.”

“Honey, I've taken a shower.”

“Cih.” Snorted. Throwing clothes carelessly.

Dih, basic!

Suddenly Daniah grinned, it seemed like a ignorant idea was coming out of his head. He picked up the shirt that Saga threw recklessly earlier. Put it in a basket of clothes. Saga still took off the rest of the top clothes that were stuck on her body, throwing recklessly in annoyance.

“Sayang.”

Saga did not.

“Honey, rub my back, I'll take a shower.”

Haha, funny is his surprised expression. Daniah joys herself.

Mumpung already like this, it looks like Daniah will do the one thing on his secret book list. Rubbed his back while bathing by Mr. Saga. Daniah's face flushed red, when she remembered the first time she came to this house first.

“If you don't want me out yes.”

“Lease!” As fast as lightning Saga snatched. You've been on a mission in your secret book. Funny thing is, I'm getting so anxious with you. The content of Saga's heart was clearly visible from her happy-go-lucky lips. “Put into the bathtub now,” when challenged so bold Daniah instantly shrivel. Especially when he had to take off one by one the clothes he was wearing. Wanting her husband to turn around or close his eyes was also impossible. “Now, before I change my mind.” Saga had lowered his head.opening the hot water faucet. The sound of water filling the bathtub. He put the soap on after a few minutes of taking the scent seriously.

Aaaaa, why am I stubborn, even though I want to work on it right.

One by one the clothes attached to Daniah's body moved to the floor. He walked slowly with a red face putting his feet in the bathtub. Warm, muttered. Feels comfortable. The smell of flowers that come out through bubbles and puff of smoke stimulates the brain to calm down. Daniah covered her face.

I made Mr. Saga rub my back exactly as I was when I got married first. Hidhi.

“Forward.”

Uh. Aaaa!

As Daniah looked back, Saga stood right behind her. That was not the case, but he stood without a single piece of clothing.

Why are you naked!

“Honey, why did you take off all your clothes. Said he was gonna rub my back.”

I used to sit while rubbing your back while still wearing clothes.

“Why? I'm gonna rub your back. You didn't ask me where to sit. Forward, I also want to go into the tub.”

Foolish Daniah, want your revenge on your head!

Saga enjoys.scrubbing scenes rub that back. Spread throughout the body of Daniah. Even had Daniah turn around on the grounds of rubbing the front of the body, and as usual, you can already imagine what he did in his favorite area.

“It turns out exciting too, you want me to rub your back often while taking a shower.”

“No! No, darling, that's enough. Richly our baby does not crave anymore to rub his back.” Daniah had a panic attack.

“Why? It's really fun. What is necessary every morning and evening shower we do it.”

Nah! I don't want to. Aaaaaa! Nah! Daniah's getting panicked.

You're so adorable, Niah. I look forward to everything, listing your secret plans in the forbidden book.  Saga is getting happy.

“Honey!” Daniah's screams sounded.

And all of that doesn't just stop in the bathtub right, without the need to change clothes, they move to bed. The night is still long in the main room.

Seriate