Mr. Cassanova's Small Wife
Cook Indonesian

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Graziella stared in amazement at Grabielle's red kitchen. Very large. Luxurious. The kitchen is designed like a living room. How rich this man is.

"Please Miss. In the refrigerator all cooking ingredients are ready". Kenino

"Yes Brother". Graziella Smile. She is a hobby of cooking.

"I'll excuse you then, Miss. If you need anything you can call me". Kenino said respectfully.

"Good Brother".

Graziella took the refrigerator open. He pranced in excitement when he saw all the cooking ingredients were there.

Her smile faded "How much bread?". The girl's protest was "About Caucasian". She shook her head "I know food abroad. I cooked Indonesian cuisine. If he's angry, just answer this Indonesia is not in America".

Graziella struggled with kitchen utensils. He looked expertly cut those meat vegetables. That girl is a cooking expert.

Since childhood, he has been used to living hard. His father, who hated him, always treated him harshly. Didn't consider it there and always said if he was the unlucky child carrier that caused his mother's death. No child is born in this world without the wishes of his parents.

Graziella wiped her tears. He was just trying hard. But she's not a strong girl. She's fragile. The only parents he had always thought of him as dust.

"Dad". Mumbled. While cutting the cut the girl cried "If you're bad to me. But I love you, Dad. You're my first love". The girl sobbed herself while cooking.

"Sister Garra. I miss Brother. My brother must be looking for me now. I'll see you, brother". Say

Behind her cheerful and noisy face. Graziella is a girl who grew up without her parents' affection. Everyone must consider her a spoiled and rich girl with the affection of her parents. It really isn't. He always covered his pain through the smile he spread.

Long enough the girl was struggling in the kitchen. The food she cooked was ready to be served. Graziella arranged the food onto the table neatly. The table alone was luxurious, really rich thought the girl.

"Awwwwwwww". Accidentally the soup cussed on his hand "Hot". The girl put down her bowl. He went to the sink and washed his hands "Sister Garra hiksss". He cried again, remembering that he must have hurt his brother who would treat him.

Graziella washed her hands. His hands were blistered and red. The soup was still hot and had just been lifted from the frying pan, it would definitely burn the skin.

Graziella resumed her work fearing that the host would come and get angry again.

"Sister Nino, the food is ready". Graziella pressed the intercom button located on the dining table. Although Kenino did not explain the function of the object, but his intelligent brain quickly understood

"None". Kenino's voice is across there.

Not long after. Grabielle and Kenino came to the dining table.

"Please Master". Kenino pulled the chair and let the man sit down

"Please enjoy the Lord". Graziella. Her job is fancy but her job is maid.

Grabielle's eyes rounded perfectly when looking at the food menu. I swear as long as he lives he's only seen food in front of him this time.

"What food is this?". He stared at Grabielle sharply

"If this one rendang Ayam Tuan". Graziella showed me the first bowl of "It's beef oxtail soup. It's a hook. It's a rice sauce and a tomato and this is mister's cucumber. Please enjoy and don't be shy". Said the girl relaxed.

"You_".

"Don't protest Sir. Indonesia is not America. So you have to adjust the food here". Cut Graziella. Though only the reason, he could not cook overseas.

"I don't want to". Reject Grabielle slamming her spoon "You have to cook a typical American cook. It's not gonna go in my mouth". Said the man arrogantly.

Kenino just watched. He was used to the food in front of him. In fact, this food includes the most delicious food in Indonesia that is often cooked and eaten every day.

"Yes if you don't want to". Graziella answered briefly "If you're hungry don't blame me sir. I can't cook your favorite weird food". Tandas Graziella's.

Grabielle's breath is still hunting. But his stomach was so hungry. He only ate before leaving for Indonesia and until night he did not eat anymore. Of course he's hungry.

Grabielle finally gave up. He took a small amount of rice, then doused his rice with a soup made by Graziella because only the food looks attractive in Grabielle's eyes.

Grabielle slowly lifted her spoon. Little doubt. There's a fear. What if this food makes her have a stomachache? But his stomach is hungry. If I had to get Kenino to buy food it would be a long time ago.

Grabielle was stunned to taste the food when it hit her tongue. Passe

"Enak". His mind chewed on the food "What is the name of this food? It looks weird but fits on the tongue". Inner again.

"Sister Nino. Let me get you brother". Graziella reached out her hand taking Kenino's plate

"Miss what's with your hands?". Graziella's hands flushed

"Bias the work accident". That girl relaxed "Which sister wants? Want to try everything?". Graziella.

Grabielle glanced at Graziella's hand and it was true that the girl's hand was red and blistered to what?

Grabielle grunted in annoyance. Graziella was so attentive to Kenino was taken all food. While she was not noticed Graziella. That girl's so crazy.

"Thank you Miss". Warm Kenino smile.

I don't know why Grabielle didn't. Like not willing if Graziella is more attentive to Kenino.

Graziella smiled ignorantly at Grabielle who was eating voraciously. The Caucasian man just knew that Indonesia has a lot of delicious special foods.

"Add more Mr. Jang shy". Knock the girl.

Grabielle did not respond. He was still eating voraciously even the man added several times.

Graziella wanted to laugh at Grabielle. Where is that man's arrogance? I was afraid of stomach pain. Not unusual for Indonesian food. Why eat it like a pervert now?

"You didn't eat Miss?". Ask Kenino

"Let's go, brother. Behind". The Graziella still stands like a mannequin on display.

Grabielle looked at the girl "Why?". The man felt strange. Why eat in the back?

"This master how the hell, I'm your servant and maid sir. Where there is a maid and the employer eats one table. If there is, unless the employer falls in love with the maid".

Uhuk Uhuk Uhuk Uhuk

"Drink Master". Graziella sipped a glass of water "Sorry, my Lord, if you speak well". Graziella was just giggling herself.

Grabielle drank the water to the toilet and put the glass down rough. He looked back at the girl sharply

"Recycle that food. Watch out if it gets thrown away, I'll make you San's meal". Threatened Grabielle to leave the dining table

"Thank you sir for your attention". Graziella half-collared

But Grabielle continued walking with her grim face. I don't know why the girl's words seemed to affect her heart.

"Further eat, brother". Graziella said to Kenino who is still eating "Silver like her is familiar with Indonesian food?". Graziella sat in Grabielle's chair.

"My father is Indonesian Miss. Mother of the American. I used to eat Dad's cooking like this". Kenino

Graziella beroh ria only. He accompanied Kenino to a meal while telling stories. Kenino is a humble and friendly man. Easy familiar and meek just like his father.

After the meal, Kenino helped Graziella clean up their food. While occasionally interspersed with laughter in the middle of their chatter.

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"Ken".

"Good Sir".

Not long after Kenino came and entered the Grabielle workspace. Tomorrow they enter the office as usual. So tonight, Grabielle has prepared all her work needs.

"What's up, sir?". Kenino asked standing up while bowing respectfully

"Give it to the girl. Treat his wounds".

Grabielle throws a P3K box that is complete with wound medicines on Kenino. Kenino readily greeted him.

"Good Sir". The corner of Kenino's lips was attracted it turned out that Grabielle was secretly her Master's attention as well

"If it's bad, call the doctor". Grabielle said without seeing Kenino. He seemed busy with the file in his hand

"Good Sir. Excuse me". Kenino walked out of Grabielle's room.

Grabielle sighed and closed the file in her hand.

"Why am I so freaked out at the wound on the girl's hand?". Grabielle rubbed her face "No. No. gabe. This is not true. I cannot be fascinated. Moreover, the girl in the fugitive could-can he involve me later". Grabielle tried to shake her feelings.

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