Mad Boss
Not being told to eat much?

'Good tasting can be the wife's glue to the husband' Nuraini's words ring in Cindekia's ears.

He was cooking something in his kitchen.

Mami likes that woman because she's good at cooking? inner Cindekia, and turned to look at Gamya who was sitting on the dining table chair. He was working on his laptop.

Will he be too? fall into Norah's arms, can't! shouts inner Cindekia. He again eagerly stirred up his vegetable soup by following the recipe accurately.

A pair of hands were holding him from behind. Predictably if not a subtle creature, of course her husband.

"Very fragrant" whispered Gamya in Cindekia's ear.

"I haven't had a bath, is it still fragrant?" elak Cindekia smiled shyly at Gamya's praise.

"I mean your soup, Baby." Gamya kissed his wife's shoulder.

Huh huh? cyrain..

"Don't bother! later if my cooking is khilaf again how? hm...."

"Whatever the result, I'll eat it anyway" Gamya did not heed Cindekia's ban. His lips, and sense of taste did not want to stop fondling and playing in the area around his wife's neck and shoulders.

Cindekia took off Gamya's grip, and turned to face her husband. "This is the husband who continues cooking!" his orders while handing the vegetable spoon to Gamya.

Gamya received the spoon with a face full of questions.

"Replace! I'm the hug." Cindekia rested herself on the chest of her husband's field.

When her heart was wounded, she would rather hear the rhythmic sound of their heartbeats than being made by her husband. There is a feeling of comfort when she leans on the man she believes will always protect her.

Cindekia did not want to say anything to Gamya about the mother-in-law who hated her and openly wanted to replace her daughter-in-law. He knew the relationship between Gamya and his parents was not harmonious. But I don't know the cause.

"What's wrong?" ask gamya slowly. He was a little surprised because Cindekia's hands were not naughty as usual when hugging him.

"Don't ask! husband is already a pro, whatever the interference can still cook well, right?"

Gamya chuckled, "Darling, I asked because you're not bothering me."

Cindekia looked up and asked in wonder, "what?"

"No," Gamya again drowned Cindekia's head and peeked at the top of her head. Kia, you're confusing me whether you're a bad woman or an innocent one.

Luckily he had long arms, Cindekia's small body that hugged him was not a hindrance. Gamya who hobbies cooking is a pro.

"Baby, are you sleeping?" Gamya rubbed the head of Cindekia who had been silent since then, while he had finished cooking.

Cindekia blinked, and immediately released herself from Gamya.

"It's over?" the tanyanya semringah saw sauteed broccoli shrimp whose smoke is still billowing on the pan.

"It seems like your mood has improved after falling asleep and spilling your saliva on my shirt."

"What?!" Cindekia glanced at Gamya's clothes that were slightly wet from her tears. "Ah sorry! just replace it," cried Cindekia panicked, and was about to open the shirt worn by Gamya.

Gamya held down Cindekia's hand that was about to pull on her shirt, "I know you'd rather see my innocent body, but not now Kia," Gamya whispered affectionately.

"Y!! yes, whatever you want to wear a t-shirt that gets my iler!" cindekia shouted annoyedly. He panicked for fear of being caught crying, but was instead thought to be flirting.

Cindekia immediately took the tableware and rice to put on the dining table. While Gamya chuckled softly at his wife who looked very upset. He would rather see Cindekia's upset face than her sad face.

No noise during eating. The rules for not speaking while eating have not been lifted. Without even talking, Cindekia washed their used utensils.

"Mother doesn't work there?" cindekia asked as Gamya was still standing in the kitchen watching her like a foreman.

"No, I haven't had my kiss."

Cindekia smiled and took off her rubber gloves. He approached Gamya and kissed the man's lips.

Gamya grinned and continued to land her extracurricular kiss. Ending the activities of eating each other on the kitchen table.

Gamya gently rubbed her red lips against Cindekia, and kissed her briefly. His hands still did not slip caressing the cheeks of the Cindekia bakpao.

Cindekia laughed in wonder, Huh? mean what? does he regret marrying me? this useless wife?

"What are you planning, Hun?" gamya asked in a serious tone.

Cindekia spontaneously held her stomach, and rounded her eyes, caught?

She thought Gamya knew her plan about hiding her life if she was pregnant.

"Well, I won't force you, if you don't want to say it." Gamya removed his hand from Cindekia's cheek. He locked up Cindekia who was sitting on the kitchen table with both hands.

Cindekia again lulled with Gamya's gaze to him. Is it just me who beats every time around like this?

"As long as I'm not around, I won't let you see my family!" Gamya gave the order.

"Well?!" Cindekia flinched from the cradle.

"Rest!" Gamya ruffled Cindekia's hair and left. "I work first, love you."

Cindekia stared at Gamya, who disappeared behind the door of her study.

Three hours later, Cindekia was still dumbfounded at the thought of Gamya's orders. It is like being on a board that is floating in the middle of the ocean.

After thinking hard, Cindekia decides to tell Gamya if her mother doesn't like her. And he did not want to be hated more by his mother-in-law, because it was thought to use his son.

"Did he believe?" Cindekia. Given the gentle demeanor of her mother-in-law who was windy in her opinion.

Just try it, please,

With a glass of mango juice in her hand, Cindekia opened the door of Gamya's workroom, and looked at the situation.

"Come on Hun, don't peek at me like a thief. You've become a thief."

"Yes,"

Eh what? I'm muting? ah, just ignore it.

Cindekia came in and gave the mango juice she brought to Gamya, with a sweet smile.

"Thank you, Honey."

"Yes the same."

Gamya drank the mango juice Cindekia made for her, "Say what do you want?" guess later. His wife's sweet attitude is easy to guess.

"Can the lockdown be revoked?" tanya Cindekia was excited.

"No," said Gamya, giving an empty glass of mango juice to Cindekia. "Thank you for the bribe" he said after Cindekia received the empty glass.

Gamya looked back at his laptop screen. "Whatever your plan is, I won't let you stay in my parents' house. Looking at your face today, it looks like something happened."

Gamya's statement made Cindekia surprised. "What's wrong with my face?" tanyanya's confused.

Gamya sighed, and stood up from her seat. He then pulled Cindekia to sit in his chair.

The confused Cindekia, increasingly confused to see Gamya who knocks her knees on the floor and holds her hands together.

Gamya chuckled, "I'm trying to persuade you, Sweetie," he said in response to Cindekia's confusion.

"Oh,"

"Night I kept thinking about what made you angry. Until I finally decided to see you today."

"Ah that...,"

Did he realize it? she mustn't know if I knew her plan to check on the pregnancy without my knowledge. I should have controlled my emotions better.

Gamya stroked Cindekia's head like a kitten, "You must be angry that my mother didn't feed you that much during her stay? You must have suffered so much from not being able to eat as usual."

uh huh?