Forced to Marry Om Om
6. Provisional

Makoto wakes up at 4am. Wrestling in the kitchen after prayer, Himarin forbade cooking.

"I want to cook for Aoi ma" Makoto said. Cooking is not as easy as he thought.

And Makoto chose fried rice because it was the easiest. But the fuel he didn't know.

"Udah, mama is cooking. Ntar teasinan again, mending you nyapu home first yes. Sana," said Himarin softly.

Makoto. "Well, cooking fried rice is good? What's the spice, ma?" ask Makoto kepo.

"If it's a secret. I've there nyapu, if the mama who cook will definitely want to again," said Himarin proud. Only this time Makoto wants to go to the kitchen, previously did not want to because of hot cooking oil splashed.

"What's in the same fry oil as well ma?"

The boy asked too much. But funny, Himarin likes that.

"Yes. Will you splash again? Hot loh," Himarin deliberately lied, Makoto cook kitchen is no longer a kitchen, but a market.

Makoto shuddered in horror. Soaking it up is cooking fried rice more than anything else.

After a few minutes, Himarin finished making fried rice in the style of the Anekawa family. Especially in the added sausage topping.

Makoto smelled fried rice. The whole thing's done. He can't wait to taste it.

When in the kitchen, at the dining table there is a fried rice menu and beautiful pink provisions.

"Ma, how pink?" who knows, at school there will be those who see him bring pink stock, down already his cool and macho title.

"This is for Aoi. You take a shower there. Smells asem," Himarin covered her nose.

Makoto pouting. "Come under. Mama's cold times,"

"Mandi, or the provision of mama love your father," threatened Himarin.

"Yes-yes nih want to take a bath," lest the provisions fall in the hands of his father.

After finishing the bath and stylish cool, spray perfume here and there, plus macho hair lubricants. Makoto smilingly looked at her reflection in the mirror.

Makoto came down the stairs in a hurry. I can't wait to give that to Aoi.

The Anekawa family had gathered for breakfast at the dinner table. There are Junya Anekawa Makoto's father, Himarin Hanazono, and Syougo Anekawa. Her sister was also a classmate with Aoi.

Syougo looked at Makoto flat. Her brother was always stylish, let alone the ancient glasses attached to it as a characteristic.

"Tumben is neater than usual. Where you going?" ask Syougo.

"You'll see Aoi. Biasalah, let's add deket same as his future wife," replied Himarin.

"I'll go first ma. Want to jemout Aoi first, then Mr. Amschel angry," Makoto salim and say goodbye to Himarin and Junya.

"Be careful. Don't forget, Gombalin Aoi," Himarin gave me the fried rice.

Makoto nodded. "Ready ma!" it was impatient to meet Aoi, if he could teleport directly to the Rotschild mansion which took 20 minutes to travel.

***

When Makoto reached the Rotschild mansion, Aoi sat on the swing waiting for him with a sour face.

Makoto smiles. "Ciee is waiting," her god pulled Aoi's cheek.

Aoi brushed aside the naughty Makoto hand. "Apaan anyway, Cepet leaving now. I don't have time, "he said.

Makoto gave me the pink stuff.

"From mom. If I need to bribe now. It's not even six yet. There's no harm in us relaxing first," Makoto sat down next to Aoi.

"Why should I bribe?"

"Don! Black card is missing. Like to forget anyway, would you like not to snack at school?"

Aoi smiled, finally there was the mother who could save this moment award.

"Thank you ma. Aoi hastily ni. Picket class," Aoi grabbed her personal black card.

"It seems Makoto has started to like you" said Karin made Aoi smile clumsily.

"Aoi leaves ya ma. Bye bye!" Aoi waved her hand. Karin simply returned her calm smile.

While in the car, Makoto forces Aoi to eat on the condition that she feeds him.

"I said no laper! How come he's making it?" ketus Aoi was upset. A single loaf of bread was enough to fill his stomach.

"Eat now, or I kiss here" Makoto said. A slight threat made Aoi speechless. This weakness is.

Aoi opened her mouth. "A little bit, I don't like to eat a lot" he said.

"Relatedly? Just be careful if it is finished. I kissed your puffed cheeks," Makoto liked Aoi's bulging cheeks, just like a pufferfish.

The first bribe alone Aoi wanted to finish the fried rice. But prestige, because Makoto would touch his cheek. Can not be let, this cheek must be safe from the four-eyed man's naughty hands, aka glasses.

"more. I was suddenly hungry" Aoi reasoned.

"Oh yeah?" Makoto couldn't believe it. "Your eyes want more, right? Hayo ngaku," Makoto made that puffed cheek. He wanted to bite but realized it was not yet time.

"No! Yes already. Let me be sick, all you ma-emm" Aoi's mouth in silence.

"Sstt, by the way can't do that. I bribe again, do not need prestige if you want more Aoi. Tell me, in the pendam continues it is not delicious," somehow since when Makoto spoke at length. The point is because of Aoi.

"Y" in short.

Makoto feeds Aoi painstakingly. Fried rice made by his mother runs out. Aoi is very happy.

"If you dare to pinch my cheeks, get ready to go with Aoi Mianami Rotschild," with a sly smile, Aoi was not afraid of Makoto. If the man messes around, just call his father is fine. Let this match be annulled.

"Please. The girl is feminine, not a fight," Makoto stamped Aoi's nose. This girl has no side of her tame, always hustling and angry.

Aoi brushed off Makoto's hand. "OKs. I got off, mending walk instead of being with the same flirty guy," Aoi opened the car door, fortunately not in the key like that time.

Makoto is chasing Aoi's steps. Girls are easy to swallow and badmood.

"Honey. Don't get mad dong," Makoto grabbed Aoi's hand.

Being called carelessly made Aoi glare.

"Darling. Oh, eat unfortunately!" Aoi stepped on Makoto's shoes. The man complained of pain.

Aoi used it to run as far as possible. Looking for a joke instead of having to leave with Makoto.

Arriving at the ojek base, Aoi ordered her subscription motorcycle taxi driver to speed.

"But neng, the road again jammed loh. There could be an accident later. Slowly, the important thing is to survive," he said subtly refused.

"Yes already. I paid ten times over," Aoi bargained. This is precarious, lest Makoto manage to find his whereabouts.

The ojek sir nodded. Who wouldn't want that much money?

Aoi breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, it can escape from Makoto's entanglement.

***

Want to be his ojek? It's good to buy cilok tuh

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