The Boss' Wife
Ch - 27 Ganteng Chef

"Mas-mas, here." called to the handsome Chef, like the chairman of the others.

Himself approaching. "What's the matter, ma'am?"

I am ashamed to call you madam.

"Try on the chip first." I told him first to feel ‘kan my cooking, before serving. Expert people ‘kan different tongue same stay eating.

"By the Madam." she wanted.

Give up the beef, on the plate I prepared.

Chef picked up the spoon, sliced it slowly using a special knife.

He smiled looking at the texture outside and inside the meat.

I was curious that Chef smiled because he was happy with the dose or the shape was less attractive.

The chef starts putting the meat in his mouth.

He smiled, looking the other way. I waited a long time confused, what is the result? Because my family if I cook the hell, not want to be arrogant. They told me the front one, whether lazy or delicious.

"Enak Madam" said Chef with an emoji-shaped hand ok. "Let's ask the lady for the recipe." she asked without shame.

Ah life is so shameful. "Lied the other time you?" I still don't believe, who knows they consider me their mistress to be respectful and appreciative.

"No madam, I'm serious" he replied convincingly.

I don't believe it. "Lies of sin, Mom?" want to accept the sure.

Her smile. "I'm an honest lady, if it's bad, I'd say bad. It's also my job, even if my work puts lives on, those who disagree with my judgment, whatever it is remain honest even if it hurts." he explained to me surprised, I hope Chef's words are true.

"Alright I believe, about the recipe can be, here recorded the spice" I said directly.

Thanks to the science of mah do not delay, if it is useful, they like to continue.

"Chef what's his name?" my many.

He holds a famous tablet.

"My name is Angga, Madam." she smiled.

Oh Allah is handsome too, if you look around.

"Are you married to Chef?" askaku.

"Not yet Madam" he replied timidly.

"What is the money?" while flipping the meat, a little more was finished.

I mean gini, like a population census huh.

"Thirty years, ma'am." she explained.

It seems appropriate if Mika wants to, who knows she broke up with her boyfriend who is gatel and playboy.

"Oh, save my number. I'll send it."

"Right Madam, young master isn't angry?" the question is getting familiar.

"No" smile. "If he is angry, report to me. Let me swallow." I chanted by serving roast meat on a plate, tonight I became a cook first.

"We help Madam." hail Chef Angga.

"Later you guys fired again, not paid bad" I refused with a smile. "Just take a note of how much a plate, just ask them to pay." I said to Chef, Bi Tanti, and other household assistants.

They were all laughing, my lyrics to all the families gathered, it turned out that the laughs of the officers lured them to look at us.

"You eat." I command.

"No Non! This is the same event as easy master and family. We should serve." said Bi Tanti.

"It's okay later don't forget to pay at the cashier." I said again.

They laughed again, happily.

"Come, here's your tablet." take the tablet directly, long wait Chef Angga. I filled in the number there with the name Zahra Aneska.

"Entar I sent through the recipe menu message" I said typing the phone number, then called my phone, and then entered.

I'm shutting.

"It's young master. Please take it." I said as the new servant here.

"Well don't be that way, if you're angry say it now." hugged me again.

Smell of gini smoke, in the hugs.

"Mas, it's really nice to be down now without permission" I said honestly.

Mas Abyan approached his face to my ear. "There is a big family here Ay, not that you are embarrassed to be the talk" he whispered.

I just remember the time ngajakin Mas Abyan sports night, it was like that my words.

"Nih Mas, the tablet. Don't forget the phone." I chanted in front of Mas Abyan.

Chef Angga took. "Thank you Madam." The smile was embarrassed mixed with fear.

"Before Mas, ashamed to know." take off the force, let them say what? Now I'm a fool, Oma Farra said I was told to step back slowly.

Chef and the others, instantly pretending to look the other way.

Some of you are single feel jealous, see us making out. Though inversely proportional.

"Why was your number given to someone else?" it's a little cold.

"You who hold the tablet." call Mas Abyan to Chef Angga.

Chef Angga immediately looked towards Mas Abyan.

"Yes Sir!"

"Udah number too" I said directly. "I need to learn to cook. It's the same expert, want to study to the course there is no time." reason I mediate Mas Abyan, pity ‘kan Chef Angga affected later.

"But A,"

"Can't I learn, can I?" press me.

"Mamas, let's sit down." Ishana hugged Mas Abyan's hand, asked him to sit down again. "Oma Farra asked." she asked.

"Ay-" Ishana's pull is strong, separating juliet and romeo.

You two go, dizziness my head.

Quickly I put the beef first into the container, I bring it to the table of the families gathered.

"Please try, sorry if it's not good." I said kindly.

"Mbak Zahra mah, if cooking must be delicious." ceplos Falisha.

I immediately widened my eyes, you if you don't think about what? Masakin you alone in front of this new family.

If all this time do not ask again, we like to gather food and cook in the apartment you rent, consider it your residence, on the grounds that your family is far away in the hometown, remote areas. I'm upset if I remember that.

Out of the tiger's cage, into the lion's den, it's like this.

"Oh yeah, when do you eat Zahra's food?" ask Ishana.

Well ‘kan you inquired, make a problem.

"Call Sister Zahra, old her from you. It's Mas Abyan's wife." by Falisha. "Gue know, from the smell is good, yes I take." explained Falisha reassured. "Tuh ‘kan terribly." Eat it greedily.

It could be very lu Sha, turning the hot conditions to cold.

"Well yes, good." continued Bu Kana, feeling like knowing.

All who tasted, were pleased.

I went back to the grill to get another one. For a moment I roasted, my stomach was full.

All I have served, Oma Farra, Sari's mother, everyone loves my cooking. Just one Ishana, eating a lot, but seeing I don't like.

In fact, his reaction was, like provoking me to be angry with Mas Abyan.

From that moment it was dabbling, kissing the shoulders, already the fruit of the watermelon on the stick really. I swear I got my goosebumps. Mas Abyan relaxed in the game, there is no sense of stimulation as a man. It seems true, Mas Abyan is not normal.

Look at them, really happy. I don't want to be angry, but amused, so women are cheap.

Seriate...