Oh My Davis
Fretfulness

...~Happy Reading~...

In the morning, Nichole woke up and began to open her eyes slowly. He took a deep breath, slightly moaning, then he tilted his face to the side.

The deg!

For a moment, he fell silent as he opened his eyes perfectly. He blinked his eyes repeatedly to see if his vision was normal.

How does he not think like that, if now when he opens his eyes he has found a man who is also asleep next to him.

Nichole was sleeping on the sofa, while the man was sleeping in a sitting position on the floor but his head he rested on the same pillow as his. Not only that, even the man's hand continued to hold Nichole's hand which was in the chest. Of course, it made Nichole want to scream out loud.

However, when the intention arrived he paled when a voice first stopped his intention, “No need to shout! You forced me to sleep here!” said the man who was none other than Davis, her husband.

“K—why are you sleeping here?” asked Nichole a little nervous, he immediately let go of Davis's hand and his grasp.

“Why?” Davis immediately frowned and stared at Nichole so intensely, “Lain times, before going to bed read the prayer. So you don't have nightmares!”

After saying that, Davis chose to get up and rushed off towards the bathroom. His body feels very crumpled because yesterday was tired of working to overtime. And overnight he slept in a sitting position to make his legs numb and tingling.

“Indeed I'm a little kid, who should be reminded like that!” murmured Nichole snorted dejectedly staring at Davis who was progressively walking away from his place.

“Jeez, I'm bad luck!” his cry when just realized that the clock had pointed to the number six past ten in the morning. Davis will leave for office at seven.

Without washing her face, Nichole rushed out of the room while tidying her hair to tie it over her head.

“Good morning Kimmi,” greet Nichole after arriving in the kitchen, he has seen Kimmi with various tools of his war, namely cuisine.

“Alright, what are you cooking this time?” nichole asked again to open her voice.

Kimmi explains a lot to Nichole. About what he will cook, and what ingredients are needed.

“Kimmi, you're so good at cooking, why don't you teach me a course?” asked Nichole sighing heavily.

“Sorry Miss, I can't,” reject Kimmi with a smiling face, and Nichole can only nod her head in understanding.

“Why?” nichole asked a little disappointed.

“Because I have to go to college, Miss,” replied Kimmi lowered her head politely, of course it makes Nichole a little envious.

How not, his position with Kimmi is quite different. She is the wife of the granddaughter of Kimmi's employer. However, he does not go to college, while Kimmi is just a waitress, he can go to college.

Honestly, Nichole wanted to go to college, but he also did not know how because until now, he had not been able to speak or ask permission to Davis.

Meanwhile, in the room. Davis, who had just come out of the bathroom, seemed to frown when he had not found Nichole's whereabouts.

‘Basic slackers, sloppy and annoying also slovenly!’ davis murmured inwardly, seeing the state of the sofa was still in disarray, while Nichole was gone.

The girl had not washed her face let alone bathed, but had already left the room. Of course, Davis disliked that.

...~To be continue ......