Stabbed Sister Kandung
Chapter 83

After being satisfied to see the minimalist house and its contents, they both decided to rest. let alone Asmirandah.the young woman had just been declared two-bodied so it must be guarded strictly.

"why do we have to rest again anyway?"asked Asmirandah complaining of staring at the husband who was still lying next to the woman by leaning his back on the head of the bed.

"because I don't want to make you anything." he replied, hugging his wife.

Making Asmirandah who heard that immediately snorted annoyed."I was again pregnant Bang is no longer sick hard. So why should I rest?"asked the woman staring at the black and firm bead of the man.

Zidane who heard that immediately smiled knot. did not answer the question of his beloved woman.of course it makes the woman membernggut upset.to make her lips, when manyun a few inches centi.

Anxious Zidane gently pulled her lips and kissed her several times, making Asmirandah increasingly upset with her husband's behavior.

"don't be angry.better now, you say to me what you want to make?"asked the sweet-faced man trying to cheer up his beloved woman.

For a moment, Asmirandah was silent, until both eyes, immediately sparkled when she remembered something she really wanted at this moment.

"promise to make me anything?" ask the woman to make sure the words of the husband. brandishing his little finger into the air.

Zidane who saw it immediately smiled amusedly. Nevertheless, the man still did what the woman wanted.

"are you satisfied now?"asked the sweet black-faced man staring at his beloved woman, who was only replied by a whimper by the woman.

"if so, I want to taste sweet martabak and also egg martabak right now" said the woman enthusiastically.

"that's all?"zidane looked at his wife.

"yes" he answered briefly.

Zidane nodded his head and the man got up from the bed to ask some servants to comply with the request of the woman, but the man's move came to a halt upon hearing the call from Asmirandah.

"but Brother himself had to cook the martabak." the words from Asmirandah successfully made the move of the sweet-faced man stop completely

"a..what did you say? you told Brother to make that martabak? but baby, you can never cook!"honestly the man while looking at his beloved woman with a persecuted facial expression.

How could the woman tell him to cook while he alone, never set foot in the place called the kitchen.

Asmirandah snorted. stared intently at the man."I don't want to know.You should be able to cook all my orders without the help of others.if you don't want to, I don't want to eat anything."he threatened her while stomping her feet in annoyance.

Oh God! how'this? he could not cook and now his wife wanted to taste the food made directly from his hands.Can Zidane exchange his wife for someone else? really at this moment he really felt that Asmirandah had changed completely.

The man with a sweet black face no longer found a soft female figure in Asmirandah. existing, Zidan instead found a fierce woman figure and also easily angry.

Hoping that the woman he loved would compensate him a little for what he had negotiated, it all collapsed when he got the headband from Asmirandah.

Not getting the approval of the woman, in the end Zidane decided to comply with the request of the woman.

"watch don't suck! later if you mengedumel, the food becomes bad, and I do not want to eat!"the beautiful woman shouted from the doorway.

Really for whatever sake, Zidan felt very upset at this moment.A few times the sweet-faced man, glanced sharply at the woman.

"huh, thankfully dear." she muttered as she stepped away from there. With a slightly arrogant heart, the man immediately went into the kitchen and began to run the action.

I don't know why Zidane has become such a selfish figure. Already counted twice the man with a sweet face was pounding with his wife.when usually, Zidan never did it. of course it makes himself feel confused.

After realizing what he was doing, the man immediately carried out the action correctly and also wholeheartedly.no more dumelan came out of his lips. especially when remembering that his wife was under the influence of the potion.

"You are so stupid Zidane" he muttered to himself.

After almost 10 times doing the experiment, finally Zidan can serve a sweet martabak pan along with the ordered egg martabak from his wife.

"clear this mess!"after saying that to some of the servants who were there, Zidane immediately stepped foot to head into the room.

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"how does it taste good?"asked Zidan looked at his wife with a look of hope anxious. let alone the woman, had not opened her voice to comment on the results of her hard work.

"emmm. this is delicious. Thank you Brother." said that while hugging the body of the husband tightly.

Zidane who heard that momentarily fell silent, until moments later, the sweet black-faced man breathed as much air as he could and finally breathed with relief.

"may I ask for a little?"asked the man staring sparkly at the food on the small table.

"can't! this is all I have!"after saying that, the beautiful woman immediately hid the plate containing food made by her husband elsewhere.

But it did not make Zidan succumb.the man immediately grabbed the plate that was behind his wife's body and took a piece of sweet martabak, the man wanted the food on the plate.

"Dragon!" the cry of Asmirandah with tears made Zidan who saw it, when flabbergasted with his mouth that was already full due to the martabak had entered perfectly into it.

Their behavior is like a child who just scrambled for food that they never ate. to make both of them, both silent.