Cruel Man's Love
Cooky

The night before, Anya who fell asleep from noon was disturbed by the ringing of her cellphone that sounded, with a branch she opened her previously closed eyes.

The first thing Anya saw was an expensive wall clock stuck pretty on the front wall of her bed which was listed at 20:03 there, she fell asleep for quite a long time.

Anya again realized the ringing of her phone was still ringing, she woke up walking to take her cellphone from inside a small bag that she had stuck to the sofa earlier.

"Halo ca. " said Anya who had picked up the phone from Rica.

"Where are you?? I came from your house just now!! said your house security guard, you temporarily do not live here!! where are you now??? " Tanya Rica at length.

"It's on papa's friend!! papa mama was leaving for Indonesia, is there a problem there?? what's looking for anya? " ask Anya on the phone.

"There's something I don't understand about my course, I want to ask you for help! " said Rica.

Rica and Senta Anya's best friends have indeed started to enter the same college with Anya just a difference in dates and semesters, Anya's brain is too diluted for the two friends, so often asked for help.

"Ck you, but it's so different from college with me!! " said Anya who just pretended to be annoyed to tease her friend.

"Come on, you can do everything! " Please Rica.

"Alright, send the file Anya will read it first, if we can discuss in the video call only! "

"Each boss, thank you my most beautiful friend!! " praise Rica if you want.

"cheek, if you want!! Anya wants to eat first! don't forget to send the file, bye ca? " anya's saying goodbye on the phone.

"bye, bye! " said Rica who shortly their phone connection was cut off.

Anya let out a long sigh looking at the clock on her right side, she was very hungry at the moment from noon yet no food had entered into her stomach.

Walk her feet towards the bathroom to refresh her body after sleeping long enough. Soon the beautiful girl came out after doing her bathing ritual.

Returning his feet to the dressing room not far from the bathroom, approaching 2 large suitcases of his that are still intact there.

Opening one pink suitcase contains many of his neatly arranged clothes. Take an oversize white shirt and black shorts, short enough to be almost covered in his oversize shirt.

Anya did not think about what she would look like if she was at home, the most important thing is the comfort of her body after outside activities.

Anya leisurely walked to the elevator to go downstairs, which made Anya confused here why the stairs of the house here only reached the second floor, while the 3rd and 4th floors did not have stairs, but the stairs, but he's not too worried about it, it's not his house either.

Up below, Anya began to be confused where the location of the kitchen of the house, not if you see the waiter passing by, even still at half-nine p.m, but before long he was packed with a pet pack.

"Can I help you, miss? " ask Mr. Pet who sees his little miss being confused.

"It's looking for the kitchen, Anya wants to cook! " said Anya was facing Mr. pet, not far from the elevator.

"Are you hungry? let the chef cook for you! " gag pet sir.

"No, just show me where the kitchen is, Anya wants to cook for herself! " anya's words are indisputable.

Mr. pet simply nodded and pointed his little miss towards the clean kitchen of the mansion.

Anya started to open the fridge looking for anything she could cook today. Take the meat for him to make the steak later, and some vegetables for the companion salad later.

"Leave Anya alone, Mr. Pet, Anya is used to cooking, will not damage this kitchen, just relax! " said Anya who still saw pet sir there with her worried face.

But the problem is that his concern is not only that, how his master if he knows his little girl cooks herself, while he has hired a professional chef here, what else is a knife or hot pot that can hurt the woman in front of him.

"Let me help, miss? " gag pet sir who's still worried. But rejected raw by Anya.

"Of course not miss, I'll go, take good care of yourself, don't get hurt in the least! " said mr. pet before leaving.

Anya was confused to hear the words of Mr. Pet, he would only cook instead of fighting, why should not be hurt.

Back with the meat and vegetables, Anya began to season the size of the meat is not too big before he roasted on the hot pennant, do not forget some fresh vegetables that he made salad.

"What are you doing! " the word man's athletic and large body shocked Anya.

"Oh God!!! Akkkhhh!! " shocked Anya who accidentally sliced a little finger while cutting vegetables just now.

Len frantically sees blood coming out of Anya's finger, catching the hand leading her towards the kitchen sink.

"Akkkhhh!! pain, pain!! " anya said as her wound met with water.

"You're so careless, where's the chef, why are you cooking yourself like this! " angry Len while continuing to clean Anya's finger wounds.

"Ck, Anya who asked to cook herself!! all because of you too!! " get angry back Anya.

"If you're hungry, call the chef, don't cook for yourself, danger to you!! " chuckles Len.

"What is dangerous?? even almost every day Anya holds a knife, a hot skillet, even a spicy onion in the eyes!! what is dangerous?? " word pulled his hand from Len's grasp after it had been cleaned his wound.

"I'm sure you're hurt now!! this is a danger to you!! " Len still won't lose.

"That's because you're uncle!! you are the one who surprised Anya!! " anya said explaining the cause of the current problem.

"You blame me? " said Len staring intently at Anya

"Yes it's your fault, "Anya's great-grandson didn't dare to look at the fierce face in front of her. " Anya needs wound plaster now!! but don't know where the p3k box is!! " anya said to Len.

"Wait here I'll get it! " len said then took the p3k near the kitchen.

While waiting for Len to pick up his plaster, Anya returned with his cooking activities, which he thought was more efficient time, anyway his finger wound was not too severe. But the sound of screaming stopped his activities.

"Him!! you!!! ck!! Where's hand!! " said Len who was annoyed to see Anya back cutting vegetables with an injured hand.

Without protesting Anya gave a hand to her injured finger.

"Don't be such a hard man! here a lot of servants, already know still sick but still kept on! " fussy guy who is usually cold and doesn't talk much.

As he continues to grumble, Len begins to attach the plaster to Anya's injured finger, with the owner of the finger continuing to look at the food he made himself.

Len smiled faintly looking at Anya's expectant face staring at her food.

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