
Luna woke up earlier than her husband, but she was confused about what to do first.
Finished cleaning her body after last night's romance, Luna decides to get out of her room. The clock was still showing at 5am, he let Edgar stay asleep.
Especially later her husband had a business trip to the city of Jambi. Luna wanted to give her husband more time to rest.
A beautiful woman and has a high posture all this time decided to go to the kitchen. Although he still did not know what he could do there.
Still in the mood of the newlyweds, Luna and Edgar decide to stay alone, no housekeeper. They also decided to live in a smaller house. The house is first floor and not too large. The house they used to enjoy togetherness.
Open the refrigerator and look at the contents. Luna, scratching her non-itchy head.
"How's this? what am I supposed to do?" muttered Luna, confused.
He was indeed an expert in martial arts, even so deft in his work. But Luna is not a perfect woman. It is proven that until now he cannot cook.
Even the seasonings he knew were just chilli, shallots and garlic. All of it mixed into one and finished.
Opening the freezer section, Luna began to carve out her smile. There are food boxes available there. Frozen food that he was warming.
"O Allah, please," said Luna cheerfully.
These are some of the foods her mother-in-law sent her yesterday. There is a lot in this refrigerator.
Enthusiastically, Luna started to take out a few boxes and heat them up. If you cook rice, you can.
Long enough to dwell in the kitchen, finally all has been presented at the dining table. Every now and then Luna tasted a lot of that food, feeling proud, as if she were the one cooking.
Sometimes Luna chuckles to herself, laughing at herself.
"I have to take a cooking course from now on" muttered Luna again and washed her hands in the sink.
It had been almost 15 minutes Edgar noticed Luna and leaned against the wall of the kitchen entrance.
Edgar smiled every time he saw his wife.
Feeling that Luna was unaware of her existence, Edgar approached slowly. More like a sniff.
He slowly hugged his wife from behind.
"Oh, oh, oh! geez!" moaning Edgar, because Luna immediately turned her hands until her body also turned and ended up cornered on the pantry table.
Luna, hurriedly took off her grip and helped the husband stand firm.
"Maass," said Luna feeling guilty. He thought there was a thief.
Edgar chuckled between the pain in his wrist. Edgar forgot his wife was different.
"Sorry," said Luna again with a face full of regret.
Edgar seemed to see an opportunity that would benefit him from his wife's guilt. Edgar pulled his wife's waist and held her tight.
"My right hand hurts, which means all day you have to feed me every meal. That means you should come with me to Jambi."
Luna could not answer anything, just putting her hands on the chest of the husband's field. Restraining their bodies to stay in a safe position.
"I can't shower myself either, you have to help me take a bath."
At that moment Luna immediately swallowed her saliva with great difficulty.
"Give soap, rub and wash it again" said Edgar and able to make Luna's mind drift everywhere.