Borrow the Uterus - Third Wife
Garra from kissmark

The kitchen in Erick's mansion was boisterous this morning, which was the sudden arrival of his great master. The chef in charge of the kitchen looked surprised to see that his master was already wearing an apron.

This morning a very different scene in the kitchen, made the servants ask questions with the Master who was already wearing an apron.

“Master can I help you?” ask chef.

“I want to cook fried rice for my wife,” Erick replied.

“Let me just cook, Sir can wait or just sit,” bargain Deni the chef.

“Can't, my wife asked me to cook fried rice. You just get what ingredients to process,” pinta Erick, while staring at the kitchen.

“Okay Sir, I prepared the ingredients first,” Deni said. The man rushed to pick up rice, kitchen spices, take out eggs, shrimp from the refrigerator.

Erick scrunched his forehead, after seeing the ingredients that Deni had prepared. The man's face also began to be confused as to where to start cooking from.

“De-Deni if you want to cook fried rice, where to start?” erick asked in a confused tone, how not to be confused, wong never cook fried rice.

“Bikin spice first mister, garlic and onion first peeled, if you want spicy can love chili, then kneaded add terasi,” replied Deni.

“Then teach me to peel an onion, Deni,” pinta Erick, the man immediately takes pi-sau.

Be the CEO to first learn to peel onions and garlic guided by the chef. After a few cloves of garlic and onion successfully he peeled, Deni took a stone or commonly called a torn stone

“Now this onion is ulek until smooth sir,” interrupt Deni.

Erick's face looks astonished when he saw the cobek stone thrust by Deni. Understand not the chef and never cook, do not know the kitchen tools.

“Keep how to nguleknya?” Erick's looking for a lead from Deni.

“How to do this, Sir,” Deni take an onion that has been peeled and washed onto a large stone, then with a small stone start pounding the onion.

If Mr. Erick is caught cooking is helped by cheff, so get ready Mr. Erick later to sleep alone

“Stop, Deni do not follow,” saw Deni began to buy seasoning, Erick immediately remembered the threat of his wife.

“Let me just review it, if it is found out with my wife if you are the one who stewed. Could-can be awhile of the night can not hug the wife again,” murmured Erick, fear of being caught appears.

“Please Mr.” Deni moved position, so that his Master can continue to stare.

There were not a few minutes of poking, both Erick's netra started to shed tears. “Deni, my eyes really hurt....” with the back of his hand, the man wiped his tears.

“Ngulek red onion or slicing it, it can indeed make the eyes sore and like someone crying, Sir. Then I continue to review it," replied Deni.

“Hiks.....by request of his beloved wife....,” the man again mengolek the spice until smooth, with tears that glare. Not receiving Deni's help.

While in the main room....

Looking over the nightstand there were cookies, the woman filled her stomach so as not to empty her stomach too much. Just cleaned up in the bathroom.

 DEG

Both of Alya's eyes were rounded when he saw himself in the mirror inside the bathroom.

“This kok neck on red-red,” both Alya netra noticed the left and right neck, then the shoulder part.

“What's yes last night is a lot of mosquitoes in the room or there are animals," thought Alya.

“AH.... impossible, the red period can be this wide,” murmured Alya. The woman postponed the bath and went out to pick up her phone, then instantly mensearching about the red marks on her neck. She was afraid she would get sick, especially if she was pregnant.

“APA.......KISSMARK!!” peekik Alya, when reading one of the articles then saw a kissmark image similar to the mark on his neck.

"Evenings ask her on her lips, why can it reach the neck!!"

Alya's teeth had already started to clatter, trembling, grumbling mixed with annoyance. “PAK ERICK....!!” alya's voice echoed in the room, until it was heard out the open window.

Erick who was still busy mengolek, jumped in shock at the screams of Alya.

Unfortunately Alya put on her cardigans, not so continue the intention to take a shower, then headed for the kitchen with his regretful steps.

Later.......

“PAK ERICK.....,” yells call Alya from a distance, sounds up to the kitchen space.

“Ya dear...ya mommy,” reply Erick from kitchen.

The pregnant woman was already tracing her waist, with her gaze glaring.

“Iya dear...I again want to cook fried rice...wait a minute yes,” Erick's slow reply.

The pregnant woman began to approach the cooking utensil, took a spatula, then approached the man.

“Pak Erick, overnight abis ngapaiin...hem?” alya asked, with both of her eyes glaring..

“Don't lie, let's say last night, Mr Erick!!” Alya.

The man understood what Alya meant.

“Se-a little ci--,” the man started to flutter.

“This is whose job, hemmm!!”  alya exclaimed that her neck was already full of kissmarks.

The handsome man raised one of his index fingers, with a face of fear.

PUG

PUG

“The bottom of the thief, the bottom of the thief,” spatula held by Alya, had landed on Erick's plump butt, until the man tiptoed, dodging the pats of spatula that floated from Alya's hands.

"Law....Auw.." cried Erick.

“Come where to go...hem,”Alya walked quickly after the evasive Erick.

“Ampun mommy....pardon daddy...sick mommy,” both hands Erick directly close his buttocks, so as not to hit the target patula clap.

Mr. Arif, Deni and a few waiters could not help but laugh, seeing the commotion in the kitchen, his Master who had been charismatic, dignified, and always respected, and respected, this time again in the same pursuit his own wife used in brought spatula.  

Behind Erick's fear of seeing Alya's anger, there was a sense of happiness lingering in the man's heart. Only Alya can punish Erick, his former boss. Only Alya dared to pat Erick's ass.

“Loh....loh what is this is so crowded in the kitchen,” Mama Danish and Papa Bayu to the curious to hear the commotion in the kitchen. Apparently his son was again pursued by his own wife.

Erick's face seemed to be grimacing in pain, after being able to clap on his buttocks. “Mah, please Erick, Erick's ass hurts nih.”

Alya who heard the voice of mama Danish stopped, chasing after Erick.

“Tuh asked the same son mama,” snorted annoyed Alya.

“Sayang....don't say the same mama dong,” said Erick, embarrassed that his mother knew.

“Of course Erick reaches you, until you go after Erick, where to bring the spatula again?” ask Mama Danish.

Alya approached Mama Danish. ”Try Mama to watch Alya's neck,” Alya lift her neck, let Mama Danish see it.

“Jeez I've tasted a tiger, sorry Erick, Mama did not interfere,” Mama Danish waved her hand.

“Ayo Pah, justin aja tuh the two children fight in the kitchen,” invite Mama Danish while chuckling.

“What's up Mah,” to Papa Bayu.

“Ah....kayak Papa was never young, usually when the first night of the newlyweds, Pah,” Mama Danish winked her flirty eyes.

Papa Bayu retorted with his little bitterness.

“MAMA, PAPA.....PLEASE ERICK!!’ yelled Erick from the kitchen. Alya could only smile simrk, seeing that both of her husband's ears had been clamped to the same clothesline.

The servants did not help their Master from his wife's punishment.

“GOOD TO ENJOY ERICK, “ says Papa Bayu from outside kitchen.

"Ha.ha....ha...." Mama Danish and Papa Bayu laughed out loud to see his son's ears already in the jewel wearing clothespin.

seriate.....

"Even mommy, daddy's ears hurt..hiks."

"Who told me to put a kissmark on the neck....,"