Bare With Bastard

Bare With Bastard
Learn cooking.


"What are you doing?" yaren asked, after being tired from the long journey, Yaren chose to sleep, and when she woke up, Ayaz was not beside her. The woman began to think could it be that Ayaz had left her again?


"Booking!" sahut Ayaz's.


Yaren saw her husband was struggling with various food ingredients, sometimes Yaren also envious because Ayaz can cook food that is always delicious, while she? From childhood, Yaren had never done anything like that, although Wana and Raisa hated her so much, but Argantara always spoiled her, she said, maybe that's what makes his stepmother and stepbrother even more hateful to him.


"Come here!" Ayaz's Word.


Yaren was confused, not usually Ayaz told her to help. But the woman still had to obey.


"Yes!" sahut Yaren's.


Taps, tap,


Ayaz immediately pulled Yaren's waist, positioning Yaren's body in front of her while her hands were already hugging Yaren from behind.


"Anyaz!" nervous Yaren.


"Does not a wife serve her husband?" Ayaz.


Yaren's heart was pounding uncontrollably, however faced with a position like this, indeed Yaren was not prepared. Really close to Ayaz this always interferes with the performance of his heart.


"meaning?"


"You've been relieved of your duties like this, haven't I been so generous?"


"What do you mean you told me to cook?" ask Yaren carefully.


"My smart wife, I will teach you, today let's cook together." Ayaz asked.


"You want to?" tanyakanya.


"Yes, Ayaz!" Yaren grew nervous when Ayaz said right in her ear, as soon as her body brushed, wanting to raise a protest but Yaren's lips were like a mute, not daring to convey it.


Taps, tap,


Again and again, Yaren is made silent by the behavior of Ayaz, if Ayaz continues to treat him this way, do not blame Yaren if fostering that taste.


Ayaz gently held her hand, then gently also her second hand which was linked began to cut the carrots.


No, no, no, no, no,


"Have you ever cooked before?" as Ayaz whispered, Yaren closed her eyes, for some reason Ayaz's voice sounded so seductive in her ears.


"That's not Ayaz."


Oh my God, strengthen me, why she changed, why she treated me like this, why she was adorable, I love it.


"You have to get used to it, prepare food for me, and someday I will definitely depend on you for my stomach" Ayaz whispered again.


"Ah, yes Ayaz."


Instead of being able to remember what food ingredients were used to cook this time, Yaren was instead lulled by the charm of Ayaz, adjacent to Ayaz will not help her to be more clever.


"You got it?" ayaz asked as the soup he made was almost ripe.


"Gee!"


"You seem more interested in seeing me than learning to cook?"


"It's not so Ayaz."


"This time I'm sorry, next time you have to study harder."


What am I wrong, until you say forgive me everything, you like everything.


"You're daydreaming again, Yaren... Did you miss your mother?" asked Ayaz again, yesterday he had asked this to Yaren, but unfortunately Ayaz first fell asleep.


"Why ask that?"


"Do you want to come with me somewhere?" ask Ayaz.


Can I refuse?


Yaren nodded, for her there was no other choice but, the shadow of Ayaz who always threatened her made her a very obedient girl.


"You're beautiful!" say Ayaz suddenly.


Yaren flinched, did Ayaz just praise him, was it true that the word was thrown from Ayaz's mouth?


"Yaren!" yell Ayaz again.


"Yes!"


"Have you fallen in love with me?" ask Ayaz directly.


"Eh, um..."


"Well, shouldn't you be in love with me!" Ayaz smiled, but her footsteps left Yaren.


Ayaz quickly stepped into the room, adjacent to Yaren for now was not a good condition for him.


The man immediately closed the door of the room, afraid that Yaren would catch up with him.


Ayaz held his chest, Ayaz was a little upset because when he closed his eyes why it was always Yaren's face that filled his mind.


"I've made him hate me so much that he can't convince his heart for me!"


"Why did I step this time around against my will, I was so reluctant to be tied up in marriage status, but why am I even so proud of that status?"


"Yaren doesn't love me! It's all my fault!"


Tok tok, tock,


The knocking sound behind the door sounded,


"Yaz... The soup is ripe, you want to eat now or later?" ask Yaren across the door.


"Later. You eat first." replied Ayaz.


"All right!" sahut Yaren again.


Then there were the sounds of footsteps getting further away.


"All right, what answer is that? He didn't force me to eat! Heh, you're not paying attention." Ayaz was a little annoyed that Yaren did not notice him, according to him Yaren should have forced him to eat a little, but unexpectedly Yaren instead passed away after asking that.


The man then lay in bed, opening his phone to confirm if any emails had come in.


However, he was quite surprised when he opened the gallery icon on his phone, plastered photos of his wedding and Yaren, Yaren, although Yaren is not self-contained and memalai kebaya like a bride but it is a photo of her side by side with Yaren. Looks like Ayaz should thank Rymi for taking the photo.


"He seems a little depressed!" murmured Ayaz who seemed so interested in looking at the photo.


"Look, how sorry he is!"


"Looks like she really doesn't like me, look at her expression as if she wants to die while only marrying me."


"You should be happy to be married to a man as handsome as me, instead of crying like this, how the hell!"


Ayaz changed the wallpaper of her phone with her wedding photo and Yaren, her thumb unceasingly rubbed the face of her wife who once again saw was so adorable, how could Yaren express so pitifully.


"You've got to help me, in this six-hour stay at least I can get a better man than that old man to make me a husband!"


"You think I'm better than him?"


"I don't know, but once we get married we're getting a divorce, I promise I'll get you out of this ridiculous relationship."


At first glance the shadow of his conversation with Yaren on their first meeting was replayed, Ayaz still remembered that, and that was what made him want to help Yaren tomorrow, because Yaren did not seem to like him, he said, it was quite different from the other women whom Ayaz had met so far.


"Ridiculous relationship, is it for you to marry me a silly relationship?"


"I will never divorce you, you will never be able to escape from Yaren, even if I have to die, but I will definitely die with my status that is still your husband."


Ayaz smiled her smile, placed the phone on the nightstand and then stepped outside the room to meet Yaren at the dining table.


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