MY HUSBAND COOLS THE BUILDING
Idol For Elderly

Three days later.

Felicia smeared a little pink rose lipstick on the surface of her lips. Smear several times to flatten all over the lips. I don't know since when he began to apply thin makeup on the surface of his face that was always plain.

"How to use it anyway?" Felicia picked up the hair dye she had just bought online. Whether there is a devil, he bought a lot of makeup tools and also hair styling tools. Maybe the stress of post-murrection Papa made him vent the pile of cortisol hormone by shopping.

"It's hot" he said when he accidentally touched the ceramic plate on the curly.

"Where the hell? Very difficult?? Try opening yutupe." Felicia took a cell phone, many videos of beauty bloggers are now scattered in the virtual world and can give knowledge for ordinary people like it to learn something. Including how to dye hair.

"Oh, that's how. Take some first, claw, roll, then pull it down." Felicia watched while practicing live. His straight black hair suddenly turned curly.

"WOW!! I can!!" Felicia exclaimed in excitement, she immediately repeated the manner taught by the yutuper to all parts of her hair.

The first time for Felicia to do her own hair without Jessca's help. Rangga forbade Felicia from befriending Jessca because she thought Jessca was bad for her daughter. So, Felicia stayed away from Jessca for a while so that her best friend was not the target of negative thingking Papa. Well, until her papa feelings subside and Felicia has money to buy her own apartment.

"What are we wearing today?? Hm .. This is ah." He put his clothes in the closet. Today the skirt span black, blouse lilac with a rampel on the chest to make her beautiful assets stand out. Then combined with long flat earrings. Lastly, tad sling bag and shoes heels five cm high in color in line with the skirt.

Satisfied in front of the mirror. Felicia hummed while tidying up her hair and make up. For the last touch of his appearance, he will use a soft lens. Felicia now relies heavily on that thin object to see clearly.

"Well, it's pretty Non Cia. Mbok ya and and beautiful it from the past to, Non." Aunt Parmi goes into Felicia's room to clean the room.

"Ah, Bibik can do it!" Felicia giggled at the praise of the domestic assistant who had been with her for decades at the Atmadja residence.

"If so, Non Cia is exactly the same as the late Bu Ferra, beautiful, graceful, and bright. Wherever it appears like the light is like that, glare. If the villagers say, his name is 'Pamor'e Metu', Non." The middle-aged woman spoke as she cut down the mattress and folded up the blanket. (Aurina's Out).

"Really, Bik?"

"Yes, Mom was always the center of attention everywhere she went. Until you're jealous, hahaha," Parmi's crunchy laughter makes Felicia happy. Her heart flowered and could listen to the fond memories of the figure of the woman who had given birth to her into this world.

"Ah, so I miss my mom." Unfortunately, Felicia can only see her figure in photo albums.

"Non, do you want to work? No breakfast yet?"

"No, Bik. Males."

"Don't males donk, Non. Bu Anjani and Neng Fio had left early this morning. Said he wanted a check on the decoration." Parmi knew what was in Felicia's heart, it must have been the two snake women who made Felicia lazy to come down and gather with her family. Parmi is the woman who took care of Felicia when her mother died so she understands Felicia's attitude and feelings.

"When where is Papa?"

"Father in his study, clean golf tools."

"Babies take breakfast, yes, Non."

"No need, Bi. Cia went to the hospital first. It's noon." Felicia grabbed her bag and hurried to leave Atmadja's residence. I don't know why it feels so relieved to be able to set foot out of the house. The house that was supposed to be comfortable was in fact so stifling for Felicia.

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At the same time, Mirielle Hospital.

Reyhan is seen standing next to his father's wheelchair, while Sony pushes Bisma into the MIR building, to check up the heart. Today they have made a control schedule with a leading heart specialist.

Hearing Reyhan's confession that decided Felicia to make Bisma heart disease recurrent. Inevitably, the man had to undergo hospitalization a few days and then the doctor continued it with outpatient and check up every one week. And it just so happens that today's check-up schedule.

"Don't Felicia also work here??" ask Bisma. Reyhan cleared his throat before replying, "Yes, Pa."

"Why has Papa never met him? Not even passing?" Bisma misses Felicia, her former daughter-in-law is very warm to men aged like her, the idol of the elderly according to the nickname Jessca to Felicia.

"We're on the right wing of the building, Pa. Places for VIP patients. Felicia works on the left wing, for regular patients" Reyhan replied.

"Aah so." Bisma was forced to abandon her intention to meet with Felicia.

"Here you go, let's hurry. Later Papa's queue number kesrobot others. Didn't Papa say he didn't want to wait long because there was a meeting this afternoon?" Reyhan switched the conversation, he was very uncomfortable if the father began to bring up Reyhan's decision to cancel his marriage with Felicia.

As the elevator door was about to close, suddenly a sleek tail prevented it. The elevator door is open again.

"I'm sorry, sorry, I'm on time. Again sorry." Ask politely when the elevator opens. With a sweet smile imprinted on her father's face, the girl raised her head and …

"Eh??" His smile faded instantly as his eyes met with the other elevator users. Their gazes locked onto each other for a moment, even their eyes widened not to see the figure that had once been so attached to his life was standing before him.

"Cia??" Reyhan.

"Rey ... han."

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Wow .. must be very awkward Cia ^^