Don't Force Us to Get Married!
Cooking Matters

Early in the morning Sora was awake, usually he always woke up in the afternoon. But this connection at home is very in-law, so he should not wake up late. Later to be a conversation.

Last night he slept not so soundly, the presence of Dimas sleeping next to him made him not free to move. So he fell to the floor and made his waist now hurt. Luckily Dimas did not know he had fallen. If the man had caught her, he would have laughed at her.

"Aduhhh .. It hurts my waist." Sora held onto her waist during the journey towards the kitchen.

From a distance, he looks like a waiter who is on the move in the kitchen. They were surprised to find the young mistress coming towards the kitchen with her hands constantly holding her waist, and her facial expression was like one enduring pain.

"Look, young lady is coming. He held his waist continuously. It seems like he was exhausted after planting last night" said one of them in a whispered voice.

The other passenger also looked towards the woman whose friend meant.

"Yes, it seems like mister Dimas has a very powerful power. So his wife's waist almost broke."

"Chih ... Great also turned out to be Mr. Dimas. Poor his wife too, she felt tormented."

"Where it may be tormented, the young mistress must be very proud to have a husband who has full power."

"Shih ..."

They stopped the activity of his whispers and continued the activity of the others once Sora was close and gazed towards the two.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Is there anything funny about me that makes you smile?" sora asked making them look down.

No one dared to answer, they were all silent. Sora was uncomfortable.

"What can I help you with?" tanyanya.

The two servants looked up and looked at each other.

"No, young lady. It's all our duty, young mistress there's no need to go down to the kitchen."

"Why indeed?" ask Sora astonished.

"We will be strongly reprimanded if we allow the host's wife and daughter-in-law to do the work we were supposed to do."

Sora felt strange.

"My status has become my wife, and cooking has become part of my duty. Let me cook," Sora asked.

"Don't! We'll get angry later."

"No, you guys just calm down. It's my will, after all where there are people angry just because I'm cooking."

"But young mistress-"

"Here you go, give me the knife. I'll slice the onions and chili. Just leave everything to me, you guys take it easy, I can cook, even if not so expert."

Forced, one of them handed over the knife that was being used to slice the onion. The two maids stared at each other, they were worried that the host might catch on.

"I often cook at home, even though my house also has servants. My parents didn't forbid me to do housework, they were proud."

Of the two servants no one dared to speak anymore. They just kept quiet with disturbing emotions.

"Mrs young, just give me the knife. Let me do everything."

"Oh, it's okay. Let me just."

The servant still took the knife from Sora's hand, he did not want until the host caught him letting his daughter-in-law intervene.

"Let me, young lady."

"It's okay, I'll."

"Give it to me, young lady."

"Just me, aaawwww ..." Sora spontaneously screamed in pain as soon as the knife they were fighting over injured his hand.

"Aaawww.." The ringing.

The thumb that was hit by the knife spray was giving off fresh blood. The two maids rounded their eyes perfectly, now they panicked even more.

"Young lady, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it" said the waiter.

"You shouldn't have taken the knife just now" said the other.

"But I'm worried that master will catch us letting his daughter-in-law down to the kitchen. Now how should I?"

"We'll definitely be outraged."

"I'm so scared."

Sora bit her lower lip to endure the pain. More and more blood came out.

"What's going on?"

The question of someone made the three people who were there turn to the source of the voice.

"Sora, your hand." Dimas was immediately anxious to see so much blood coming from Sora's hands.

The man quickly approached Sora.

"What happened, why did your hand get hurt?" exciting Dimas.

Sora was silent, he was enduring the pain that felt so painful.

Dimas turned his head to the two maids standing beside him.

"What happened to Sora?"

The two maids threw eyes at each other, they did not have enough courage to tell the truth.

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