
There was a time when Leon's solid finger was plastered here and there, because he kept getting cut by the knife while cutting the pumpkin. It was the third time he had failed to make porridge. Like, using too much water, burning, and almost destroying the kitchen because it uses too much fire.
Oh, that guy's really persistent.
"I don't mostly add salt anymore, do I? Sick people usually have bitter tongues and all bland foods, maybe I should make the season a little stronger" Leon said in his fourth experiment.
Leon took all the spices. Put a spoonful of salt, a little more pepper, and broth. He also gives slices of cherry tomatoes and sauces.
Smiling proud to see his masterpiece in the kitchen. Leon never cooked at all, he could not even distinguish all the kitchen spices. Just making one bowl of porridge he had already made a mess like a broken ship.
Leon put the porridge on a tray with white water. Then take her to the room where Jecy is. Along the way she prides herself on successfully cooking something for someone else, and this is the first time in her life.
Arriving at the room he immediately put down on the nightstand, and began to wake up the sleeping Jecy.
"Jecy, wakeup. It's your dinner. You have to eat, 'cause it was dehydrated."
Leon shook Jecy's body but the woman was still asleep. Anxious, he bent down and placed the back of his hand on Jecy's forehead.
"It's not hot" he murmured when he didn't feel the stinging heat like this morning.
Jecy's eyelashes began to tremble and lift slowly, until her golden-yellow eyes were fully opened. With a glaring look, he looked at Leon who was bowing over him. Their gazes met, and Leon immediately straightened his body.
Leon pressed Jecy's cheek with his index finger, "Wake up. I've been cooking yellow pumpkin porridge for you, Sleeping Princess."
When Jecy wakes up to sit himself down, Leon takes his homemade bowl of porridge and gives it to the woman. However, Jecy did not accept, he just stared silently at the yellow-colored porridge and the solid fingers plastered.
Astonished briefly. Jecy doesn't believe Leon cooked the porridge until he hurt himself. Holy hooch! What's wrong with that guy? Everything he does is completely incomprehensible.
Jecy just wanted to know if maybe Leon also felt sorry for her, and that moved the man to do good. However, it is his own fault that can fall ill.
There was the sound of a whisper of a handsome face that snatched away, "Quick grab and eat. I thought you'd stopped being so stubborn."
"I'm still limp," Jecy was upset at himself.
"I know, eat it you have to eat and take medicine."
"My hands are limp."
Leon blinked his eyes for a moment, looking at Jecy's limp hands on both sides of his body. The sick person must have felt his whole body limp and helpless, and he only realized that the woman must not have been able to hold his bowl properly.
The man scooped the porridge and blew it for a while, then took it to Jecy's mouth, "Let's eat," he said, more commanding.
"Master would bribe me?" jecy asked once again in disbelief.
"Hmm, let's open your mouth before I forcefully open it."
A little afraid of being threatened, Jecy immediately opened her mouth and accepted the bribe in. Two eyes stared again, momentarily admiring the beauty of each other's eyes.
However, the situation did not last long. Because her pretty face turned even paler as her tongue felt that porridge. Even Jecy felt a twitching look. He had just seen the door of hell open in front of him and the angel of death greeted him.
Seeing Leon blowing the porridge back, Jecy tried to swallow it even though it felt like swallowing a kilogram of poisonous nails. How could anyone cook this horrible human food? It felt so terrible, it almost made the tongue numb and the throat burn.
After the porridge had made it past his throat, Jecy stared at the horror of the lip spoon that was already in front of his lips. It was like he had a sudden nightmare attack.
"Open your mouth again" Leon said casually.
Jecy did not say anything, he grabbed the water immediately and gulped it down the toilet. Perhaps the worms and good bacteria in his stomach will be sprawled and soon die because of a terrible attack from the pumpkin porridge made by Leon.
"Master wants to poison me?" hardik Jecy.
"What did you say?" ask Leon wonder.
"Porridge."
Tasting that porridge. And three seconds later, Leon immediately ran to the bathroom and spewed out what he had just eaten. Then he stood in front of the sink, staring at the reflection of a pale face in the mirror. Looks like one bowl of his congee will bring someone to meet the angel of death. Shit, he didn't mean to poison Jecy.
Soon Leon returns to Jecy, but the woman does not take a glance at him at all. Sitting in a chair next to the bed, Leon felt like the defendant's patient in the courtroom. Started to regret giving horrible porridge to the sick. The tip of his suit he squeezed tight as an outlet of nervousness and shame.
"Sorry."
An apology is the first thing Leon never says. It even left Jecy stunned. The beautiful head turned to make sure that the man was really Leon Victor Januarya who was apologizing to him.
"Sorry, Jecy. I didn't mean to poison you, I just couldn't tell the difference between kitchen spices" Leon regretted.
The amber-eyed woman was still silent. Yes, it is true that Leon is apologizing. He did not expect, a man who is famous for having a bad temper can bow fully regretted against him. Then Jecy again glanced at the solid fingers plastered.
Due to some reason Jecy's soaking had eroded one layer, he shouldn't have been cold to Leon who had taken care of him.
"Yes" said Jecy, accepting the apology, "Thank you for helping me."
**
Next day.
This morning's routine begins with Leon intending to wake Liam up. However, when the man reached the room where Liam slept last night, the little boy was already awake and was seen making the bed.
"Liam is awake?"
The boy with cute rounded cheeks turned his head, instantly his eyes sparkled happily looking at the handsome uncle standing by the door. Liam jumped out of bed to get to Leon, "Uncle!"
Leon ruffled his son's black hair, "What are you doing.." his words hung in surprise, the man's gaze turned to the bed that was already neat, "Cleaning the bed?"
"Gmp!" Liam nodded, then smiled showing a series of small white teeth, "Liam is an adult and can make his own bed every morning. Liam doesn't wet the bed either, Uncle!"
"Wow, you're great, Boy," praised Leon for being proud.
However, the other side of his heart was tingled uncomfortably. When he found out that his son was growing up, it was not yet time. Though it's okay for Liam spoiled or bedwetting like a five-year-old child in general.
"But Liam, haven't had a bath yet."
"Then we take a bath together, hmm."
Oh, geez. Leon has never felt this happy. I can shower with my son. Heart warms. He wants every day to be like this. Having a child is not a bad thing.
After ordering some servants to prepare clothes for the little boy, Leon immediately carried Liam into the jacuzzi. Leon is confused. What water is right for a child? Cold or warm water? His forehead shriveled unconsciously Liam was already cold first exposed to cold air.
"Uncle, let's take a shower."
"Attent. Do you like cold water, what's warm?" Leon is totally blind to take care of a little boy. How does Jecy usually bathe Liam?
"Whatever, Uncle. I like both of them," Liam's lips began to manyun unyu. He looked exactly at Jecy when he was upset. I don't know, sometimes the little boy also displays the side he inherited from his mother.
"All right."
Leon filled the bathtub with warm water. Put your hands in water, making sure the water temperature won't hurt your child's skin. The grown man then entered with Liam who had already fallen.
Just a few wails suddenly Liam said, "Uncle, can Liam ask?"
"Yes, what is it?"
"Liam heard Uncle apologizing to Mommy last night. Did you guys have a fight or something?"
_To Be Continued_