Loving the Mafia
Less Sweet
Uugh... Chesy was eager to pinch Cazim's kidney. The man is getting worse.
"Hey, you think I'm your mother? You just told me I'm your wife, but I was told to serve you like your baby." Chesy snatched the tea glass she had just served.
Byurr... Tea water was splashed on Cazim's face.
The man just closed his eyes feeling the sweet water running down his face. He's staying calm.
"Racaine! Yummy?" Chesy's mad.
"Cheshyyy! That's outrageous!" Jonah shouted loudly once and punched Chesy in the arm.
"E uh..." Chesy was aghast feeling his arm being shaken, Jonah shook his arm rather strongly until the shadow on Chesy's head collapsed instantly, fading and disappearing.
Fortunately, the incident was only in the shadows. If it had happened, Chesy would have been punched by her father.
"Chesy, just shut up? Come on, make a drink for your husband!" pinta Yunus who has been calling Chesy since then but not responded until he nudged Chesy's arm strong enough because it was gently nudged not digubris.
Chesy was actually eager to reject Cazim's request, but had he refused or even shown a bad attitude to Cazim, he would definitely have been the month-month-old of his ashes. He will look worse in Jonah's eyes. Finally Chesy chose to turn back, back to the kitchen to make tea.
Grumbling, Chesy made tea the second time. This time he waited for the water to boil.
"Hopefully while drinking your neck choking and choking. I'm not making drinks like this. I feel like a maid. This is the same as I was told to pile up sins if this is so. Not the longest worship, but even the longest sin, his abis not sincerely do anything for tuh blokes. If anything I do with this disgust when asked to please the same Cazim, eventually I will even hoard sin. Meningan he did not become my husband dong let me escape the pile of sins." Chesy spilled hot water into a glass filled with sugar and tea.
"Awh!" He groaned because of the splashing of hot water.
Because of Cazim, he had to be exposed to hot water splashes like this.
Glasses filled with hot tea were then taken to the living room. He put the glass to the table.
As fast as lightning Cazim gulped, just a little.
Goddamnit! Start a lot of bacots, folks! Chesy who had just turned back and then walked two steps away from the table, had already gotten that sickening comment. He deliberately sped up the steps to get away, but Jonah's call made him powerless to dodge.
"Chesy, it's a less sweet drink, you add sugar first!" titah Jonah.
With a feeling of gedeg, Chesy again took the glass. There was no comment, but his pouting face answered everything, that he was angry.
Chesy returned to the kitchen and added four spoons of sugar, tea water until it spilled.
"Racaine! Merem merek deh is so sweet." Chesy was furious. He brought the tea back to the living room.
"Oh yeah, at the dinner table I saw a cookie, it looks good to be eaten the same here!" cazim.
Hearing that, Chesy immediately caught the meaning of Cazim's words, surely the man intended to join Chesy to go back and forth.
Soon Chesy left the table.
"Chesy, get the cookies on the back!" titah Jonah.
"No. I'm sleepy!" Chesy rushed into the room, unconcerned by the call of Jonah who kept saying his name.
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