Marrying the Driver's Child
CHAPTER 44

What have I forgotten? Is Arsen also the person I've forgotten? I did forget many memories in childhood, let alone the figure of Mama in my life. I never remembered her, not even her picture was left in this house.

"Arsen, can you explain to me?" ask me while touching the muscle muscle in Arsen's stomach.

"Later, when it's time, now we'll just enjoy our lives together." Arsen stroked my back, until I fell asleep in his arms.

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I woke up after hearing a bang on the door. Right, not a knock, but a pretty loud bang. Waking up in the morning still blind, I got out of bed with my eyes still sticky, while occasionally yawning due to so sleepy.

The clock on the wall still shows at six in the morning, while Arsen is no longer in the room, I don't know where he is? I kept walking as the pounding in the room grew louder, and by the time I opened the door of my room, the Magic Grandma had already brought a broom in her hand.

“Oma! Oma why the morning gini gedor-gedor door? Oma want to clean my room?” my many.

“Heh Kimmy!” Oma pulled my ears hard.

“Ahh Oma pain, pain,” cried out while holding my ear that felt hot due to the actions of the Magic Grandma.

Oma pulled my ears up the stairs, and it felt like my ears had almost broken off.

“Oma! Stop it! It hurts Oma, I can budek later.” I pinched Oma's wrinkled hand that was dragging my ear.

“Basic granddaughter of durhakim! So the wife wakes up before the husband, cook breakfast for the husband, you even molor!” the Magical Grandmother's nagging that made my ears hurt.

I swear by anything, this one Magic Grandma is really cruel. I could have been hired because I was told to cook. Though in this house there is Bi Sri and Mbak Lastri who are paid for everyone.

“Oma! What time is it? Why do I also cook, there is Bi Sri who has taken care of the kitchen," I said with annoyance.

“Udah do not protest, here Oma ajarin you so a good wife.” Oma pulled my hand down the stairs and walked towards the kitchen.

Arriving at the kitchen, Bi Sri and Mbak Lastri immediately lowered their heads, their attitude was very obedient and also afraid of Oma the Magic Grandmother.

“Oma, what should I do?” I was upset with Oma.

“Wash face first!” oma's orders that I lazily follow immediately.

“Udah nih, what do you want again?”

“What can you cook, Kim?” ask Oma.

“Cash? Nyalain stove just can not, want to cook what?” just pissed.

“Jeez, how could Arsen have a wife like you," replied Oma who was also annoying.

“Oma too good!” my reply.

Oma just bobbing heads.

“Udah, ask your husband there! What's he doing?” the Magic Grandma's orders.

Again I have to obey his orders, because Oma if denied the level of the bring can increase many times.

“Arsen is in the same sports room Mr and Young Master, Non,” said Bi Sri.

I nodded while saying thanks to Bi Sri, then passed leaving the kitchen as well Oma who always made a fuss.

I walked towards the gym, thinking what would I cook? How to cook? Oma would really ruin my life.

I pushed the door of a special room containing sports equipment, where Papa and Kak Darren used to exercise in this place. I saw only Papa running on his treadmill.

“Pa, Where's Arsen?” much

“Oh, again basketball with your brother tuh.” Papa pointed to the back court of the house which could be seen from the large glass of this sports hall.

Without answering or replying to Papa's words, I immediately walked out of the gym, then approached Arsen and Kak Darren who were busy playing basketball.

“Arsen,” call me.

Arsen turned his head and approached me, no matter what Darren wanted to defeat him.

“You're awake?” ask Arsen.

“Ya obviously wake people digedor-gedor same hansip. You want what macakin?” ask me without further ado.

“It's not wrong you cook? Ntar fire loh kitchen,” said Kak Darren who seemed to eavesdrop on my conversation and Arsen.

I don't care about Kak Darren's taunts, if the kitchen really can fire after I cook, then Oma won't tell me anymore.

“You can cook?” ask Arsen slowly.

As usual, my husband was very calm in dealing with me.

“Oma that makes, your prey want to be cooked what?” ask again.

“Eye cow only, so easy," replied Arsen after thinking hard enough.

The cow's eye egg? What egg is that? Not the cow's egg, is it? Cows cannot lay eggs.

“The eggs should be bulleted as a cow's eye?” my question still doesn't understand.

“Ih no, anyway, later you hit the egg with a spoon directly pour into the frying pan, love salt dikit, fry and turn it off. That's it." Arsen rubbed my hair.

“Seriously so doang?” many ensure.

I don't want to suddenly Oma make a fuss again just because Arsen forgot to ask for something.

“If I say ask rendang later even you hassles." Arsen laughs.

His face that had been filled with sweat was perfectly highlighted by the sunlight. Her charming laugh featured her neat rows of teeth. Ah, why is Arsen so handsome this morning?

“Yes you buy first in the stall of the field, later pretend I'm the cook," I replied that makes Arsen laugh more.

“Basic cheated you!”

“Yaudah, I said Oma nih, cow's eye egg.”

“Iya. It's a good cook!”

I left Arsen, and walked back to the kitchen. Arriving in the kitchen, Bi Sri, Madam Lastri and especially the Magic Grandma were no more. Where'd they? Is this my chance to escape?

“Where are you going?” asked Oma saa I was sneaking wanting to run away.

This Magic Grandma had appeared out of nowhere because it was suddenly already in the kitchen.

“Ngot anywhere, just confused where the egg is?” I said, Samhil pretended to be looking for eggs.

“Whose eggs?” ask Oma.

I'm still busy opening the cabinet one by one to look for the existence of the egg.

“Arsen Oma Eggs, whose eggs are you?” I answered while busy looking for the location of the egg which will soon be my first meal.

“Oh, Arsen's egg was brought by Arsen." Oma even casually watched me, not helping at all.

“People earlier Arsen said ask for eggs cow eyes kok.” I looked at Oma suspiciously, like Oma was talking about another egg.

“Oh, that egg, Ima kira another egg?”

True to my guess, this Magic Grandma started to deviate.

“What's Oma?” I asked Oma who was busy removing eggs from the refrigerator.

“You've never seen Arsen's egg?” oma whispered right in my ear, really amused this Magic Grandma.

“Omaa.” I snatched the egg from Oma's hand.

I scowl annoyed at being confused about how to cook, this is the stove how I jiga confused.

“Here, Oma teach you how to cook!" oma's orders that might have been conscious saw me confused.

Oma ordered everything, and I followed every word this Magic Grandma said.

"Is this Oma?" my many.

"Yes, anyway later if you have died you turn off the stove that was ara ajarin. Oma wanted to check the dining table first" Oma said, then walked out of the kitchen.

After Oma came out of the kitchen, I became alone and began to be confused, what would a ripe egg look like? Will it be like chicken?

The long wait and the egg also had no change, I was surprised when suddenly someone turned off the stove.

"Arsen?"

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Well loh, Oma anyway ninggalin pas alas, uh pas again cooking means.

Okay, while waiting for Kimmy cuisine that will either be eaten or not the same Arsen, yuk here kumpulin votenya for Othor most beautiful and plain se NT 🤭🤭. Very cool yes, already Monday aja 🤭🤭

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