That Tiny Girl is my wife
DISARRAY.

Both, Saga and Anna were just unmoved. Of course the same two people can not cook it confused what to do. All this time, all they knew was eating and commenting when it tasted good or not, without knowing what the manufacturing process was like.

Saga pulled out her phone. Nowadays, there is nothing that cannot be done if there is a smart phone in hand.

Jemari Saga moves nimble looking for recipes on the internet. Of course the keywords he entered were simple and easy recipes.

"We make stir-fried kale and fried chicken. According to the internet, it's the easiest cuisine." Looking at Anna who was standing near the refrigerator, he just read the materials he needed.

"Speed to take chicken and kale in the fridge."

Anna immediately opened the refrigerator, looking for what Saga meant. It's so easy to get a chicken, but kale, he randomized the fridge to find it.

"For a long time," grumbled Saga.

"It." Anna thrust a bundle of green vegetables that she herself did not know her name towards Saga.

Saga frowned, paying attention to the vegetable and comparing the images on her phone.

"That's not a kale, the picture here isn't like that." Saga showed Anna her phone. "Dad, girl but don't know what a kale's called."

"Yes, find it for yourself." An annoyed Anna immediately stepped out from the front of the refrigerator. He let Saga randomize the refrigerator, taking out its contents to get a kale.

"Dad, it's a long time ago" Anna retorted.

Saga sighed. Needless to say lame, he took the origin of a bunch of vegetables from the refrigerator.

"Heh, the picture is different. That's not a kale." Now replace Anna who protested. He took Saga's phone, photographed the vegetable the man was holding and searched the internet for her name. "Look, this is called spinach." He said while showing the phone screen on the Saga.

"What is important is the same as vegetables, the color is also green. Hunting mama and Lani starve if not mateng mateng mateng." Saga doesn't want to be debated. He folded his shirt sleeves up to the elbows to make it easier when executing dishes.

The saga began to season the chicken with fast-food seasoning available. While Anna, she cut spinach while preparing the seasoning. Anna did it according to the tutorial she saw on the internet.

It turns out that cutting onions is not as easy as what dividio looks. Anna felt her eyes very spicy. But he survived, for what sake. For the sake of not being ridiculed by Saga.

Anna keeps chopping onions even though they don't look like video. Sometimes he closed those hot eyes. Till,

"www..." Anna screeched when her index finger was accidentally hit by a knife.

"What's wrong?" The shocked saga reflexes to turn off the stove whose oil is hot and ready to accept chicken. Soon she approached Anna to see what was happening.

Anna hissed while blowing her sore finger and spitting out a little blood. Seeing that, immediately Saga pulled it in front of the sink and cleaned the wound.

"Oh my God, it's spoiled, it's just this little cut." Ledek Saga as he saw Anna's tears dripping.

"I'm not crying because of this wound, but my eyes are spicy because of the onion." Anna hissing.

Feeling sorry, Saga pulled Anna closer to the sink, bent her body and washed Anna's face, especially the eyes.

"Is it better?"

"Lumayan." Anna said as she rubbed her eyes which began to feel comfortable.

The saga runs to the corner of the kitchen, towards the p3k box to pick up the plaster.

Anna was silent as Saga put the plaster on her index finger. The man even blew the wound first before sticking the plaster. Quickly Anna shook her head, throwing away the strange feeling that had arrived at her head.

Remember Anna, you have Evan. He is obviously more everything than Saga.

"Let me just continue to cut onions, you fried the chicken." Anna immediately agreed to the Saga proposal. He shifted to the front of the stove while Saga was about to head towards the chair Anna had occupied. But had not been able to step there, Anna had held her arm.

"I can't turn on the stove."

Saga patted her forehead while sighing. I can't imagine how troublesome she will be when she is married to Anna. Just turning on the stove alone, the girl could not. Putting aside her pity, Saga taught Anna how to light the stove.

"Wait until the hot oil just enters the chicken." Anna nodded in understanding.

"You changed the password?" Excited Saga who finally realized that Anna had changed her cellphone password.

Anna who stood in front of the stove giggled at Saga's annoyed cry.

"What's the password, splinter." Saga said with his tone of regret.

"Anna I love you, without spaces, all lowercase." Anna replied with a laugh that had not completely subsided.

Saga snorted angrily and then entered the password as Anna said.

Pede once he is, who loves him.

Saga grumbled in his heart.

Seeing that the oil above the cauldron was already smoking, Anna immediately put a piece of chicken into it. The girl spontaneously retreated and screamed furiously as the oil burst forth.

God, what can that girl do? Why can't he all be.

"Just you." Anna handed the spatula to Saga. His body seemed to tremble for fear of the hot oil hitting his smooth skin.

Saga sighed, took the spatula from Anna's hand and replaced it with fried chicken. He put the chickens in one by one until they all moved into the cauldron.

"Wait here, watch not to get charred. Don't forget to turn around." Saga handed back the spatula to Anna. He went back to cutting onions. Anna's making trouble by saying she can cook, but she has to do it all because the girl can't do anything.

"Saga, I'm afraid to flip." Anna cried a while later. He turned his head towards Saga who was behind him because the man did not respond he said.

"Sir Saga," Saga sighed as she stared at Anna intently.

"Yes yes, Saga."

Again with the feeling of being upset and tired, Saga approached Anna, picked up the spatula and prepared to flip the chicken.

Anna stood near Saga, watching how the man turned the chicken.

"www..."Anna shouted as the oil exploded again. Not only shouting, he also reflexively hugged Saga and hid his face in the field of the man.

Kalani, who happened to be in the kitchen to see them, was shocked by the sight before his eyes.

"Mama, Saga's brother hugs in the kitchen."

Lani's shout made Saga and Anna instantly move away. The two looked at each other for a while and turned their eyes towards Kalani who was standing near the kitchen door. Saga did not have time to clarify, his mother has come.

"Tell me Mah, Saga deliberately asked to cook both so that they could be friendly in the kitchen." Kalani is even pumping. Since then, he had suspected it in that direction. How not, his brother who could not cook, suddenly asked to cook both, making him suspicious. That's why he checks the kitchen.

Mila looked at the two people who were excited about the embrace in the kitchen. There was no defense from Saga's or Anna's mouth. They just kept quiet and embarrassed.

"Well, it smells charred." Kalani's words made Saga and Anna look directly at the cauldron. The mouth of both gaping to see the chicken that has been blackish hitaman because it was left too long to be fished a fairly large. Quickly quickly Saga turned off the stove.

Mila and Kalani who were looking towards the cauldron could only pat the jidat. Not to mention the messy kitchen conditions. Floor near wet sink. Fill the refrigerator out everything that is placed in the average place.

"Are you guys cooking or what?" ask Mila.

"They must be busy courting Mah. Still alone in the kitchen." Kalani's been pumping again.

"It seems that you really have to get married before something troubling happens." Her mother's words just now made Saga's face instantly flushed with embarrassment. Unlike Anna, she immediately smiled because she felt she had gained blessing.

Bye bye Sholeh

Anna cried in her heart.

"Well, Lani is hungry." Kalani rubbed her rumbling stomach.

"Judah, we'll do it" Mila replied as she walked out of the kitchen to pick up the cell phone.