
The romantic situation was interrupted by the sound of door thumping and screaming from behind. Instantly, the husband threw a rough breath and refrained from swearing. I try as much as possible to hold back my laughter.
"How come there's a storm in the back?" ask me sok.
"Sniff times" he answered briefly.
"The rat can yell at that oucch?"
"Ah cooking? I'm not horrified." He dodged, "O yes, it's ready. Stay cooked. How do you want to be masakin?" My husband distracts.
"Saos oysters" answered my spirit.
"OKAY. Wait a moment. Sasa ma'am order immediately made" said Mas husband while wearing his apron.
I propped my chin up on the table, watching my husband's nimbleness in action in the kitchen. Her puffiness grew even more so as her eyes changed focus and sweat droplets began to drench her forehead. A whirl of mutter came out of my lips and I found the man skillfully flipping teflon over the stove.
"Chef. please enterin spice love a lot-a lot ya chef" I tease from the end of the table.
"Udah overload this mbak" Kendra responded to my joke.
"The chef is handsome anyway? What secret?" I began to misbehave, acting as a customer centil who seduced handsome chef.
"Ah usual aja.just water wudhu kok" reply ala selebgram.
"Oh, kirain being kissed by his wife every day. Uh, have you got a wife yet Chef?" my eyes blinked flirtatiously.
"It has. Two instead. One gives a living, the other is given a living" he replied casually.
"May dong list be third wife?"
"My wife is fierce, mbak. Brave mom?"
"That's a must"
"If you don't want to be left behind?" my question made the man freeze for a moment. He just took a breath and then turned off the stove, put the food on the plate and presented it to me.
"It's over, oyster-sauce shell from Mas Ganteng's shop" Kendra pulled her seat over me, then blew slowly so that the hot puff of smoke quickly disappeared. "Hmm. It smells so good." The man praised his own hard work. "It's still hot, let me be the open one" he continued, taking meat from the shell. After blowing so as not to heat up, Kendra pointed her spoon in front of my mouth "Aaa.."
"Emmh. so good" I gave you two thumbs up.
"Eat a lot more" he brushed it back into my mouth.
"Which is also, nih.." replace me who bribed Mas husband.
"Kok was bribed into me mulu. You also eat dong, from just a lick-lick the spice" commented the handsome after I stopped chewing meat and more focus licking the spices that stick to the skin of his shell.
"You ate the meat. Ashykan gini lick." I give it up.
"So he said he wanted to eat shellfish. Cook just how many beans?" protest the sexy.
"Udah no longer wants to. He wants to lick. Who wants to be licked too?" I offered myself.
"Now nawarin. ntar if you have been left behind. He was told responsibility would not. Who was that?" sindir Mas husband.
I'm just a whimper with the lips of an oyster sausage.
"Eat like a child. Bersihin used to be here his lips" instead of using his thumb, but I was surprised by the spontaneous action of Kendra cleaning my lips with her lips.
"Well, what's the point? Want again" I snatched after Mas husband released the link of our lips.
"That clean body" he pointed at my lips that no longer had the remains of oyster sauce.
Not running out of ideas, I poked the oyster sausage seasoning from the plate and put it on my lips. "It's still there" my lips sodorin forward.