Life After Married's
Chapter 11 (Searching for Reason )

Lea's teeth are round to prove that she is not a bad woman. Like the nickname given by mother-in-law and Gigi to him. It just so happened that today was Sunday, so Lea spent her time practicing cooking.

His feet stepped towards the kitchen of this luxurious house. The kitchen is one of the places that Lea never visited when she was at home. Previously any food that Lea wanted was available at the table. Even just for the easiest thing, like cooking instant noodles she never does. Ah, but that was before.

And now that reality has changed, Lea has to keep her effect away from her. Because now he is married and must be independent to take care of himself and his household. All about household affairs will be learned.

"Hmmm... What cooking is good?" Lea thought as she tapped her index finger in the chin.

"Non, what do you want in the kitchen?" ask someone from behind Leah.

"Hehe... Want to learn to cook Bi," replied Lea.

"Lho does non cooking. Let auntie be the masakin. What are you not eating?" ask again.

"Not to Bi. I want to learn how to cook" Lea replied.

"Yes, if you want it non. What do you want to cook let auntie prepare the ingredients," Yati offered help.

Yati started to open the fridge and took out some cooking ingredients. The release of various spices and cooking ingredients. Yati smiled to see Lea who was still pecking at her place.

"This is non," Yati asked.

"What do you cook?" coined.

"Hm... What is Bi. Fried rice only times is Bi?" Lea asked back.

"Boleh.bby....," greet Yati while sorting out the ingredients to cook fried rice.

"It's non-material," Yati proffered the ingredients.

"Thank you so much Bi" Lea smiled.

"Sama-sama. Want auntie to help?"

"Not to Bi. Let Leah be alone."

"Yes, my aunt wants to cook too."

Yati switched with her busy preparing the cooking ingredients she needed for her cooking. Lea glimpsedly saw the still agile middle-aged woman deftly start cooking. No longer lingering, Lea immediately started cooking.

With the provision to remember the lessons he got from YouTube these days. First he had to cut the seasoning to make fried rice. He took a red onion, then he peeled it off.

"Ouch... Well..," occasionally Lea wiped her tears.

"Lho non why cry?" ask Yati who accidentally saw Lea shed tears.

"It's okay Bi," replied Lea who continued to wipe her eyes with her arms.

"Clean ya Bi in the eyes," added Lea.

Seeing the behavior of his master, Yati had a smile. Then he approached Leah. To take over the work that Leah did.

"Don't Bi! Let Leah alone finish it," refused Leah.

"It's only for a moment. It will heal itself" explained Yati.

Hearing Lea's rejection, Yati resumed her activities. And before long, "Yeay's done," Lea was happy to finally cut the selection down red.

Seeing the behavior of his new employer, Yati could only smile and shake her head. But still he was proud of the new member in the family. Although beautiful and the wife of a rich man, but still want to touch the kitchen.

"Oh Bi! Help me!" lea's screams startled Yati.

"What's the non?" ask Yati who is no less panicked.

He saw blood flowing from the beautiful woman's smooth hand. Immediately Yati rushed to fetch the medicine box.

"I didn't get a medicine box for a while" Yati said before she ran away.

Brucks.

Yati hit the big madam in the house. Who else if not Dwita. Coincidentally at that time Dwita had just come down the stairs. And Yati ran in front of him.

"Jeez Yati!" scream Dwita.

"Sorry lady. Sorry," Yati was frightened and lowered her head.

"Why are you running around in the house?" bentak Dwita's.

"What do you think this is a field? Run around as good as your own!," he added.

Still with her head bowed, Yati ventured to speak.

"I intend to take the medicine mistress city. You see Miss Lea had her hand hit by a knife, while slicing vegetables," said Yati in a voice as soft as possible.

"Huh? That lousy woman in the kitchen? And his hand was hit by a knife?" said Dwita in a very loud voice to be heard by Lea.

"I don't care!" sembut Dwita with full emphasis.

"Eat it don't be pretentious to cook. Hand hit by knife just bother others."

"Once a woman sucks, a woman sucks!" close it as it passes leaving Yati.

Surely due to the voice of Dwita who was deliberately raised. And the distance between the stairs and the kitchen is not too far away. So Leah heard all that her mother-in-law had said. Unknowingly something had drenched his smooth cheeks. Yeah, she's crying.

"Ah why am I crying anyway," he murmured while wiping his tears.

Lea took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly. His heart was a little calmer. Although the heartache remained and the voice continued to ring in the ear.

"I did something not to hear the comment. Although in fact closing the ears is very difficult," Lea's mind.

"OK I have to get back up the spirit!"

Yati's footsteps drew closer to the kitchen. As much as possible Lea had to behave normally like nothing happened.

"Non sit here first. Let auntie treat the wound," Yati asked.

"Other times the liver is non," Yati said as she treated the wound on Lea's hand.

"Yes Bi" he answered briefly.

"Thank you so much Bi" he said after Yati finished wrapping Lea's injured hand with gauze.

"Yes, they're both non."

It was unexpected by Yati that Lea again walked towards the kitchen table. The place where he put his cooking ingredients. It turned out that the woman was still willing to continue learning to cook it.

"Non still want to go? Shouldn't you just take a break?" said Yati.

"Not Bi. This is Bi."

Yati also let Lea who still kekeh want to cook it. And himself resumed his activities. Again Yati was made to smile proudly at Lea's behavior.

When all the ingredients and ingredients are ready. Lea intended to light the stove. However, he was pecking near the electric stove. Once again that Lea had never been to the kitchen before. So understand it yes.

"How to turn on the stove?" ask Lea while grinning.

Yati immediately approached Lea and told her how to turn on the stove. "It's like this non," he said.

The two of them face each other and smile. Do not forget Lea to thank Yati, because it has helped a lot today.

A few moments later became the first fried rice from the hands of a Milea Anindita Dinata. A smile graced his face. Showing pride in himself.

I did something not to hear the comments. Even though closing your ears is hard.