The Bride Substitute for the Cruel Blind Mafia Head
37: Steak and Rice

Brother Love: Chole, how? Here, let Brother be Helios' wife. You must be very tormented. Already, do not continue—

Chole hadn't finished reading the WA message from Love, but a towel landed on her head. However, despite being surprised and it was clearly Helios, Chole chose to continue reading the message.

“This means what, anyway?” thought Chole was just out of his mind. His heart skipped a beat until his chest felt sore.

Helios looked at the annoyed wife who still survived in front of the nightstand next to the woman used to sleep, even though she had made Chole's head covered in a towel. “Chole, you want to make me hungry from hunger? Keep hape!” his nagging still lingers standing in front of the lip of the bed.

Chole is still not okay because the core message he received from Love is still the same. The woman wants to go back, ask Chole to go and let Love take her place.

“Kak Cinta has a problem with Akala what is it?” thought Chole chose not to reply to messages from Love. He put his phone on the nightstand and then turned back to make it face and look at Helios. “Mas Heli ih, thought my head was a clothesline. I hang it in the bathroom first. Will soon be given the same engine Mbak!” his gerrick. Although honest, the message Love sent made him wonder. Whatdoes thatmean? Doesn't Love really not love Helios and all this time only forced to have a relationship with the man?

“Atau, .. brother Cinta is in a difficult position so he thinks together with Mas Helios much more make him feel good? I don't want to accept him anymore, what? Brother Love should still be in the village, right?” thought Chole was trying to be untruthful. He did not want outsiders including Love and also the message that his brother sent, until meru*sak relationship and Helios that he had built hard even now.

Rushing Chole left the bathroom which was indeed more luxurious than the bathroom at home. He caught Helios looking sentimental watching the shades of pink there. Honestly, for him it was very funny, but he deliberately pretended to be ordinary rather than all the pink ornaments there was actually burned by Helios.

“Then invite a masseuse,” said Helios while continuing to cross and glance at cynical Chole.

Chole who just arrived to the left of Helios immediately swerved. “Mas want massage? Wound on the back of the same leg is still not dry.”

“Make you! What is it for me too?! I don't want you to be noisy asking to be sneaked while I'm tired!” helios' reply is still sewot.

However, Helios this time felt Chole as an expression of affection. “Alaaah, just say this is like a hard code so I ask to be taken to Mas!” he said angrily while pinching Helios' chin.

“Ih ..?!” Helios immediately misbehaved, and he chose to hurriedly leave Chole who was immediately following.

Chole ran a bit and grabbed Helios' right arm with both hands.

“Never stand on my right because I cannot see everything on my right!” firmly Helios while continuing to step.

Chole looked down gloomily, but it only lasted a moment. For a few seconds later, he looked up only to stare at the face of the ugly husband, especially the right eye of Helios who was blind. “Then, from now on I will be the right eye Mas!”

Although Chole's actions immediately made Helios nervous and his heart also seemed to almost jump, Helios still survives to hide behind his prestige. Helios still did not dare to confess her love for Chole, blatantly.

“This sunnah, Mas!” chole is still trying to be romantic. They were almost eating and sitting next to each other in the dining room.

“Ah!” helios' reflexes do not like it because every romantic effort Chole immediately makes it unfazed, chaotic. The heart moreover, ‘jegad-jegud’ continues.

This morning they had breakfast beef steak, baked potatoes and also boiled vegetables. All that Chole prepare specially before the afternoon he will cook tumpeng. Chole was cutting his cow steak and was ready to feed Helios who he said was a sunnah.

“You forgot to take rice?” helios asked while watching around.

“Yes yes, rice. Already have vegetable side dishes gini, you are not ready for rice?” sewot Helios's.

“This steak, Mas. Steaks. Potato steak equals vegetables, not rice!” obviously Chole is really soft.

“Don't forget, we're like steak and rice. Understand ...? Moreover, I'm used to eating anything all-purpose rice!” reply Helios.

“OK .. okay!” can Chole not want to meru*sak sweet moment in their togetherness. He did not ask for help from the workers even though he could have done it. He stood up leaving his seat, but then looked at Helios. “This does not want me to make sambal? Sambal is the soul mate rice.” Honestly, this time Chole deliberately mocked the husband.

“Ya already, yes. Bener. Make sambel!” reply Helios but Chole immediately laughed at her. Continues so even though the wife has entered the kitchen that is next to the dining room.

“Chole, don't take long. I'll be really hungry!” exciting Helios.

“I want while chattingan with other men just so it gets longer!” Chole deliberately upset her husband.

“Chole!” Although he heard Chole giggling, Helios who had indeed become very possessive, hurriedly followed.

Turns out Chole made a new sambal.

“A minute, Mas. Undeterred. It's still being ripped off. Sambal rhino only, let's be fast,” said Chole without a single glance at Helios. He is too focused on sambal in his cobek.

Finding this reality, Helios was increasingly touched. She appreciates Chole's efforts in being a good wife to her.

“That hand be careful it gets hot!” bring Helios to attention.

“It's normal, Mas Husband. Gini-gini I often cook,” reply Chole just finished kneading.

“It's normal, it's common. The problem is that you often elus-elus me. I'll be hot.” Helios is still a baffle.

“What matters is not Mas's hot heart. Safe,” relaxed Chole is ready to heat up the oil he pours in small taflon.

Helios immediately blinked and deliberately approached, watching Chole's movements closer while crossing each other.

“Mas, I want a gift!” chole then looked at Helios.

Helios immediately frowned. “Credit card yesterday is up? Make buy pink trinkets in the room, yes?”

“Not ih. That's my stock. I was sent with papah. The papah driver who sent,” replied Chole immediately poured his hot oil into his chestnut.

“Keep what gift? Request hugged?” reply Helios still pretended cynical, even though hugging Chole has become his basic needs. Only, he was too proud to admit it. Especially in every he wants to be serious, Chole will also immediately laugh at him like now.