Marrying the Young Miss

Marrying the Young Miss
Green shell


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Elis caught up with Daniel in front of the sink, with his body bent.


"Why you hubby?" elis asked questioningly towards the husband.


"Don't know, my stomach just felt bad when you call green shells." said Daniel, staring at the reflection of Elis in front of the mirror.


Elis frowned, looking at Daniel full of questioning, 'Daniel's attitude is so strange!' inner Elis.


"Aren't you wrong, hubby? You want to blame me for that?" Elis pursed her lips, with glassy eyes.


"Dear, but I don't know myself either. This is not the first time I've been rich. You know, when chef Adi cooked the ketchup sauce crab, I was also rich in gini. My stomach seemed to be pierced, churned, ended with me vomiting" explained Daniel, explained, trying to explain to his wife.


"It's Master, it might make Young Master much more delicious." chef Adi thrust a glass of warm drink in front of Daniel.


Elis and Daniel look in the same direction, a glass of brown but not pekattt drink brought by chef Adi. With a thin smoke puffing over her, as if to describe if the drink was really warm.


"That's what kind of drink is Adi's chef?" elis asked with a sharp gaze, looking at the faint puff of smoke from the drink that chef Adi was carrying.


"It's a warm ginger drink Miss. Any form of food and drink that uses a little ginger, can relieve a little nausea." said chef Adi.


Daniel grabbed the glass, hoping to ease his nausea.


'Hopefully, what chef Adi said is true! I really can't if it continues like this!' daniel slowly drank it.


Elis swallowed her saliva with difficulty, imagining how delicious and tender her gingerbread was as it melumerrr in her mouth.


'The taste is good times huh ginger pastries it! I want to!' inner Elis by biting her lower lip.


"Can you make ginger cookies?" elis asked excitedly, sparkling with delight, looking at Daniel expectantly.


Daniel wiped his lips that left the drink with the back of his hand, then handed back the glass that had filled it to the chef Adi.


"I can make her Miss. Miss wants when I make it?" ask chef Adi, who thinks that Elis wants to be made by her.


Elis stomped his feet violently to the floor. "I don't want to be made by you! But I want you to make it, hubby!" Elis pointed his index finger at Daniel, with a pleading gaze.


"What dear? I made it?" asked Daniel with surprise.


Elis nodded with certainty.


"Both of you! Is it still a long time?" brian asked half-screaming, impatient to start his dinner.


"Don't tell me you guys forgot us, these 2 old fresh-fit bangka are!" reply Devano who is no less free with his voice from the dining room.


Pluks.


Devano throws an orange that lands on Brian's chest.


"Uggghhhhhh severe you! How can this orange stop my heartbeat? Failed I cuddle a grandchild!" sump Brian, put the orange back on the table.


"You yourself are outrageous to me! Insult me pletottt, you're the same, pletottt!" sumpul Devano with his sour face.


Daniel and Elis quickly stepped towards the dining room.


"What's the reward? You guys quarreling?" asked Daniel who was standing next to the father.


"You just ask your father-in-law!" sumpul Devano who grabbed the spoon on his plate.


"Bah!" exclaimed Elis, staring at the papa Devano and papa Brian alternately spoiled. "We eat yuk! My baby is hungry!" add it again.


"Let me scoop, baby, would I like a bribe?" bargain Daniel, but throw away his gaze as his self shifts towards the green mussel bowl.


'I have to be strong, my athletic body can lose to green mussels. Put where my face is in front of my father and my father-in-law!' inner Daniel.


With all his might and courage, Daniel strengthened his own heart, with a trembling hand touching the spoon that was in the large bowl of green mussels.


"What are you doing, hubby?" elis asked with a probing look, looking at Daniel who was shaking while holding the spoon.


Daniel's right hand held the spoon, his left hand touched his head. Daniel felt something strange about himself.


"How come there's an earthquake? Why does the light dim?" daniel's murmured felt a heavy weight on his head.


Bugh.


"Daniel!" elis exclaimed frantically, followed by Papa Devano and Papa Brian who immediately ran towards Daniel.


Seriate...


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Dear readers, the most henchmen without likes and without comments. This is really lo on the gangly anten, why didn't anyone comment on it? Author gabung nungguin tau 🀭


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