Getting Married for Lying
074 - Vaya Cuisine

Vaya stepped quickly down the dimly lit underground parking area towards a car that was waiting for him. Vaya stuffed a bag containing the items she had bought from the supermarket she had just visited.

Then he immediately entered the car, sitting in the seat next to the driver. His smile brightly expanded towards Yoran who was already waiting for him.

"Sorry, Yoran, you must have waited a long time" Vaya said.

Yoran shook her head.

"Thirty minutes I think is too short" he replied.

Vaya again felt wronged because Yoran looked back at him so closely.

"So, what did you buy?" ask Yoran enthusiastically.

"I'm going to cook something special for you, Yoran," Vaya replied.

"Yes, I look forward to it" Yoran said.

Yoran immediately drives a car, darting away from the underground parking area of the shopping mall where she and Vaya met.

At first Yoran invites Vaya to dinner together because tomorrow Yoran has to go back to her city.

Vaya also took the initiative to prepare a special dish before Yoran left.

"I'm quite confident in my cooking skills, certified chefs have even acknowledged my abilities" Vaya said.

The car Yoran drove entered the underground parking area of the elite apartment area. Yoran takes out a bag containing Vaya's groceries, then holds Vaya's hand as they enter the elevator leading to Yoran's apartment unit.

Mata Vaya was stunned to see the luxury Yoran apartment unit, has a modern and minimalist concept that is usually witnessed by Vaya on television. The interior design is dominated by white and gray. There is a long sofa with a U shape in the living room area. The clean kitchen area immediately became Vaya's goal.

Vaya quickly brought out the ingredients he had bought at the supermarket impromptu.

Yoran sat down at the dining table, observing Vaya who had started to get busy using her kitchen. Vaya is misbehaving because Yoran keeps looking at him.

"What's up, Yoran?" ask Vaya.

"This is the first time anyone has used this kitchen for cooking" Yoran replied.

"really? Seriously?" ask Vaya.

Vaya's tone sounded dubious Yoran's words. Yoran replied with a nod and her successful smile made Vaya's heart again linger.

Yoran got up from the chair, she immediately approached Vaya.

"Can I help you?" he offered himself.

"Yoran, just sit quietly" replied Vaya.

Vaya checks the contents of the pancake, making sure all the ingredients are mixed.

Yoran's heart feels good to see Vaya who is so deft when cooking. It was quite different from Grace who had never faced a stove in her entire life.

Never mind cooking, making Yoran a cup of coffee was never done by the woman.

Yoran approached Vaya who was stirring up the contents of the pot.

"The smell is very fragrant" praised Yoran.

"really?" ask Vaya.

Yoran nodded, she immediately brought Vaya's lips to hers.

Vaya welcomes a soft kiss from Yoran. He closed his eyes, draping his hands to Yoran's neck. Enjoying the struggle of their tongues that sip and twist each other. Vaya really liked the kiss from Yoran which was so gentle. It was quite different from Vier's kiss that always made Vaya feel that the man wanted to swallow her.

Vaya and Yoran ended their kiss, their faces both flushed red.

"Sit down, I'll prepare for a moment" said Vaya.

Yoran nodded, she immediately sat back behind the dining table.

Vaya immediately placed a bowl of fragrant meat soup with baked potatoes in front of Yoran.

"Vaya, thank you, you've bothered to cook like this, I'm really happy" Yoran said.

Vaya reviewed her smile, looking at Yoran who tasted Vaya's meat soup. The simplest and quickest menu that Vaya can serve.

"What's up, Yoran?" vaya asked as soon as she saw Yoran's changed facial expression.

"Is my cooking that bad?" ask Vaya.

Vier never even complained about my cooking, Inner Vaya.

Yoran shook her head quickly.

"Vaya, I'm really very happy, your cooking is very good" Yoran said.

Vaya again flowered and received praise from Yoran.

"Vaya, do you know, Grace never even cooked for me once," Yoran said with great shock.

"Yoran, maybe Grace is very busy, doesn't have time to cook" Vaya said.

"Oh so," said Vaya.

According to Yoran, wife cooking is a form of attention to the husband. But according to Vaya, this does not apply to Vier. For Vier, cooking was the way the man punished Vaya. Making Vaya have to go to great lengths, torturing Vaya with his overwhelming expectations.

Hiks, why is it that the one who married me is Vier instead of Yoran? Vaya.

"Yoran, what time are you leaving tomorrow?" ask Vaya.

"Morning flight" replied Yoran.

"When are you going to come back?" ask Vaya.

"I will definitely return, but not in the near future" replied Yoran.

"Oh so," said Vaya.

Yoran could see the bitterness from Vaya's eyes.

"Vaya, I made sure that when I came here, the first person I met was you" Yoran said.

Vaya nodded.

"Yoran, the meal is spent yes," Pinta Vaya.

"Surely" said Yoran.

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After dinner, Vaya headed to the balcony, he immediately sat on the chair there while Yoran was seen busy struggling in front of his laptop.

"Yoran, you're really busy, you're still working at home" Vaya said.

"Oh, sorry, I just checked some incoming e-mails," Yoran immediately closed the laptop.

They looked at each other again, Yoran took Vaya's hand and held it.

"Vaya, I'm really grateful to you, as long as you're by my side, I'm really happy" Yoran said.

They looked back at each other. 

"I forgot, when was the last time I felt good. I thought, What kind of life have I been living all this time?"

Vaya could see the look on Yoran's face that turned moody, even very moody.

"Yoran, sometimes, we do need someone who will listen to us, even though it does not provide a solution to the problems we face, at least by telling stories will make you feel more relieved," said Vaya.

"I'm ready to listen to whatever you want to say" continued Vaya.

"Thank you, Vaya," said Yoran.

Yoran still clasped Vaya's hand tightly, then hugged Vaya very tightly. Vaya felt very comfortable in Yoran's arms. It was like a dream for him.

Yoran let go of her embrace, she gently rubbed Vaya's lips before returning to her lips.

Vaya doesn't mind Yoran kissing her at all. He felt that one of his desires to be close to Yoran had been granted by God.

She liked Yoran so much, harboring her feelings for fifteen years. He made the man his obsession.

Vaya doesn't know, right now he just follows his instincts. It felt like at this moment he wanted Yoran to have her completely.

"Well!" 

Vaya bellowed as Yoran slashed her neck, giving her gentle kisses that made Vaya jolt violently.

Yoran again clenched Vaya's lips, he was really addicted to the quarrel that gave the incredible sensation. Mutually clingy, mutually sneaking, and longing for each other. 

Cring.. Cring..

There was a ringing of the phone that made the event tick each other was interrupted.

Cring..

That phone call didn't come from Yoran's smart phone.

Cring.. Cring..

"Vaya, it looks like the phone is coming from your bag" Yoran said.

"My bag?" Vaya astonishment.

The ringing of my phone is not like that, Vaya thought.

Vaya moved and took her bag. Vaya was aghast to see the thin rectangular object roaring.

Yes, the smart device is not his mobile phone, it is appropriate that Vaya does not recognize the ringtone. On the flat screen appeared the name of the caller.

My Vierlove is calling... 

...*****...