Falling in Love With the Secretary
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The next morning, Deen was up first and she was watching Shana who was still sleeping by the side. I do not know how long the man looked at the face of the woman who was still sleeping next to him.

Yep. That night Deen takes Shana to stay at her apartment. But because of the movement that Shana felt beside her made her wake up. Slowly open both of her eyes.

And the first sight he saw was the handsome face of Deen still staring at him.

“Good morning..?” greet Deen with a smile.

Shana instead answered the greeting from Deen just now. She grabbed the man's face and kissed him on the cheek. Deen who got such a sudden treatment made her startled and slightly blushed in embarrassment.

How not. Just this time there was a woman who praised him bluntly like that.

“Muaaah…! How handsome you really are if you just woke up” said Shana smiled and re-shed her body.

“Shana...” call Deen who saw Shana close her eyes.

“Ten more minutes” Shana said.

“Ya. You sleep again, I'll cook breakfast” Deen replied as she moved from the bed to the kitchen.

Shana who heard that Deen was going to make breakfast for them, spontaneously opened her eyes. And he also woke up immediately. Because he didn't want to let Deen prepare breakfast alone.

Maybe later the man thinks he's one of the lazy women who usually just fall. Mending him help a little, rather than nothing. Because the stock of groceries in Deen's refrigerator had run out, they both ended up going to the nearest supermarket. It looks like Deen is choosing the food they will buy.

“This one is it” Shana pointed out as she looked at Deen like confusion. It seems like they are buying heavy food for the next few days.

“Come, now we buy fruit” take Deen while pushing their almost full grocery trolly.

“Deen, wait” said Shana who was surprised to see that they both had bought a lot of groceries.

“Usually I do not eat heavy meals for absorption and very rarely morning absorption” continued Shana who then followed Deen to where the men were pushing their grocery trolly.

“Cannot. From tomorrow you have to have breakfast” jaba Deen made Shana shocked.

“Eeeh...!!!”

“Do not get used to not absorbing the morning. It can hurt later. No more lunch than no absorption. Because it can cause disease. And anyways how is your body's nutrition fulfilled if you are not morning absorption?” deen said at length.

“But I can't eat this much food” said Shana while showing their trolly groceries.

“Who told you to eat all this? I just bought some groceries.”

“Partially I don't know what kind of food tastes you like. Eating it I bought the raw material as much as this” continued Deen and then he continued shopping again.

“Today is a weekend, you should take a break, not even bother like this go shopping and make your break.”

Shana said her sentence while holding the back of Deen's shirt because she was left alone. The woman was like a chick left by her mother.

“I can't bear to imagine that you didn't eat” Deen replied without seeing Shana trailing behind him.

 Gree…!!!

On the pantry table of Deen's apartment, it has been neatly arranged raw materials that will be cooked Deen.

“Aaah, I haven't cooked” Inner Shana who saw the pantry table full of their groceries and while tidying up put their groceries into the refrigerator.

“I will try my best” Deen said while wearing her apron.

Then he saw his sleeves up to his elbows making him look even sexier in that kitchen. He started cleaning and cutting their food. Yep. Deen decided to cook the meat and capcay and some other side dishes.

He was seen picking up the ingredients and seasonings that he was going to cook. It seems like he's the type of person that doing something has to be perfect. Shana who rarely cooks can only admire the man who is busy in the kitchen.

After an hour or so Deen struggled in the kitchen alone, she finally finished cooking. Shana helps arrange their food on the dining table.

“Waah…! It looks so good Inner” Shana after seeing all their food neatly arranged on the dining table. They both sat in their seats.

“Well, eat before cool” said Deen let Shana take her food first.

Shana started taking one by one the food Deen had cooked just now and began to taste it.

“Waow…! You also need to cook, too. It's really delicious. Like eating food at mahal” restaurant, Shana praised Deen's ability to cook.

“If the waiter from your family's main house does not come to your apartment it turns out you can also cook food as luxurious as this. Wow, you really are perfect. It's not just about the office work you're great. In terms of cooking business, you are really great.”

Shana unceasingly praised the skill of the man in front of her.

“Ngak. Great from manacoba. I only cook one or two meals, replied Deen who felt his cooking ability was mediocre.

In the midst of their eating activities, Shana remembers the time she wanted to start living independently. He was trying to live a normal life. No, it means trying to look like a normal life.

Shana begins to obsess over her own handmade cooking. He does not want to eat simple food. Foods that can be served quickly and are efficient.

Or even fast food and food delivery. Remembering that time he was living alone. He's trying to please himself. But no matter how hard he tried, still the food he cooked was not as good as the cuisine of his late mother.

Eventually, Shana comes to a compromise with herself and the reality of life. Shana's worried…

In the middle of Shana's daydream she suddenly heard Deen's voice which made her come back to her senses.

“I don't know how to do something with no exaggeration. And also about work. Until finally you submit your resignation letter.”

“Eh, don't-don't discuss that issue again. After all, finally, it's good” replied Shana in a hurry.

“Hmm... Now I know why Deen once said that our life resembled the inner” of Shana who looked a little bit on the side of the man in front of her.

Finally their meal was over. The plate in front of them was almost all empty.

“Thank you for the cooking today. Your cooking is really good. And let me just clean it” Shana said tidying up their dirty cutlery equipment.

“Other times I'll cook another meal for you. Although not as good as my cooking this time” replied Deen.

“If your cooking how...?” deen continued, hoping that Shana will show her cooking skills as well.

“Eh…! Don't expect so much. I am not good at all in the kitchen” business, Shana said while grinning.

“Waduh, how is this?” inner Shana who saw Deen was still she was staring at him.

“Deen, how about if we meet sooner?” tanya Shana walked over to Deen and hugged the man from behind.

“Ya nice dong” Deen replied with a sigh of caution.

“Iiiih…! That's not how I mean” replied Shana shyly.

“A-I was just curious and curious about your life before getting to know me” continued Shana. she said as she glanced in the other direction because her face blushed in shame.

He did not want his red face to be seen by Deen. He might even be hurt by that man.

“So does I” Inner Deen while staring fixedly at Shana.

“It looks like there is a photo album in the main house house. I'll call Vina let her bring her here. So you know how I was when I was a kid. I try to ask Vina now”, Deen said as she pulled her phone out of her pants pocket.

“Now...?” shana asked who thought it was impossible for Vina to come just to record their photo album.

“Ti-no need…. Uh, but I can. Want to see...” said Shana while imagining the cute face of Deen as a child first.

. Tong…!!!

Suddenly they both heard the bell ringing.

“That's your cousin Vina? It just so happens that he came” Shana said while asking.

Deen thought for a moment.

“Mmm... He previously said he would come here. I open the door first, huh?” said Deen who left Shana in the kitchen and went to the door of her apartment.

While Shana herself frowns realizing that her appearance is now a mess. He tried to tidy up his appearance so that it looks neat.

While Deen was very surprised to see the person on the monitor screen in front of him.

“The address is correct not sih” murmured people out there waiting for the door to be opened.

The one Deen had been avoiding. If he could, his whole life would never have seen anyone outside that door. But now the man appears by himself without the request of Deen himself.