Mr. Aran's the Idol Husband
Chapter 20
The bad day
it's exhausting that wilson's acting. He kept water in
classs. This is what he usually does. Wilson doesn't even bother threatening people
his pleasure. They often call the wilson tantrum.
Airin didn't even
lunch because the tantrum only allows eating even though the break.
Airin asked
many times Wilson began to act.
School atmosphere
being creepy like that.
”You what
hell.” Airin was fed up. Wilson put their faces almost unaccompanied.
”You me,
home.” Wilson immediately left Airin full of confusion.
Recalling
that made Airin look so uninspired.
“You why.”
Aran glanced curiously.
”Lapar.”
mending with a weak tone.
”You cook or
eat out.” Aran gave me an idea.
”I'm not very good
cook.”Airin berkara with doubt raggu.
”But can.”Aran
looking at with a smile.
Take their way
feels a little longer because singah in the mart to buy some ingredients
who wants to cook.
”Nothing
lag.” Aran made sure when they approached the house. Airin turned around
look at the plastic and count it.
”It looks like
deh.”Airin sure.
”Emm.” Aran
say when their mobiil enter the yard of the house.
”Yeahh, best cooking.” Airin was happy.
He tries to help Aran who is carrying plastic. But Aran
take it without offering it to Airin. There Airin's face petrified. ’when I can help him.’ With a resigned face
”The book change first.” Aran told in a soft tone.
Airin only
showing a face lacking in spirit.
”Mau shower
sekalian.” Aran's voice was heard again until Airin immediately went inside
room with a limp step.
Aran first
preparing to cook, he was deftly in the kitchen. Set up some
the materials they will make.
Airin out
in a knee-length negligee shirt. Her hair is bunned up. His steps walk
approaching Aran.
”Udah ready.” Aran
staring at Airin without blinking.
”I nap.”
airin said a little enthusiastically.
”to here.” Airin
approaching Aran. Instantly the man lifted Airin's body onto the kitchen table. Airin was a little screaming
out of shock. Aran walks open the p3k hanging near the kitchen wall.
Aran sat in
chair, then put Airin's foot on his thigh as a foothold. Cleans the knees
”Hold a moment
yeah it's a little sore.” Aran's hand slowly opens the plaster.
’Awwh’ Airin
with a loud voice made. Aran smiled without seeing Airin. Aran
quickly remove the plaster.
”Udah.” Aran
look at the face of Airin who closed his eyes.
”Secap it.” Airin
disbelievingly. What kind of shit is this!
Why was with wilson so long ago even his legs almost cramped.
Airin smiled as he was going down.
Aran slammed Airin, though,
he's back with the apron. ”Let his clothes not dirty.” said Aran
raise the rope, where their position is almost at no distance.
Aran's body scent
greeting Airin's nose.
”You're afraid of getting hit
oil gak.” Aran deftly processed the material.
”Nggak.” Airin
menjwb. Her pliers took the spatula without hesitation. Aran shuffled Airin's hair until slightly
messier.
”I taro
the warehouse yeah.” Aran directly cooks shrimp that have been seasoned flour.
The oil drips away instantly making Airin scream.
”Pak kayakaya
this is not oil. Aww.” the cry of Airin blaring. His body moved away from
frying.
Aran only
laughing at Airin's behavior. Where was his pretentious attitude earlier.
”You were washing part
lettuce aja.” Aran takes the spatula and immediately adds the shrimp to it
frying pan.
Airin washed it
pretty soon. He took care of some of the equipment that Aran had used. Airin
trying to ease Aran's work. He moves deftly, making
his body was sweating a little. Until the wastefel is fully charged.
” Kok can anyway.”
aran's hand shakes the wheat flour that taps on Airin's chin. ”Blepotan gini.”
Airinn blushed
embarrassed. He immediately turned around and re-applied the wheat to his face with
a lot of. Aran is lifting
the shrimp laughed at Sirin's behavior.
He put the plate back on the table, then held it to Airin.
”Kok jaddi gini.”
Aran cleaned it using a towel. They laughed, before
enjoy the results of his cooking with a little spice kemesraan.
Like couples
happy, they look happy with each other.
”Oh iy,a so
how about offer mamah.” Aran started to open the conversation.
”Weekend its 4
same day, red behead.” Airin seemed to think. ”Pas entry we must
completing tasks.” Airin was a little hesitant.
”I haven't
done with group tasks from mr.” Airin thought.
Aran looked at Airin
who chatted about the day and the working part of his group. The girl asked
aran's opinion but he again hesitated.