The Marriage Pursuit.
112. Sickling smell.

HAPPY READING'S...

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Arjun sat down while observing the back of his wife who was busy with cooking ingredients this morning. Wash vegetables and cut them for breakfast this morning.

Not too complicated because Akira just want to saute broccoli and carrots and fry his favorite chicken.

"Darling, you don't want to offer me a drink?" ask Arjun. At least coffee or other warm drinks can make his body work better.

Warming up a body that does not sleep at all. Even at this time his drowsiness was really in the eye fertilizers.

"What do you want to drink?"

Akira then voiced out because Arjun took the initiative to open the conversation.

Maybe if Arjun doesn't do it, until the cooking is over, Akira doesn't seem to see it at all.

Think of Arjun's funds as dust in the air.

"Hot chocolate.." replied Arjun excitedly.

Akira immediately turned his body to see the face of the man who did not know himself. Randomizing his waist as if challenging someone.

Did he forget that he was at Dad's house now? because not everything Arjun wants is available in this house. Different again if at the House of Pradipta only drinks from Heaven are not there.

"Why? I want hot chocolate.." repeated Arjun because Akira just stared at himself without making a sound.

"There's no chocolate here...".

Aghh, I want chocolate.

"Coffee?"

"Shy or sweet?" ask Akira.

Because people's tastes are different, so is Arjun.

"Bitter.." replied the man sure.

Akira is again busy with his work while Arjun again waits for his wife while dropping his head on the dining room table. His head was so heavy that Arjun could not sit up.

"If you want to sleep, in the room." Akira orders while approaching Arjun and brings a cup of bitter coffee according to her husband's request.

"Hot watch..." Akira warned that her husband might drink without waiting for the cup to turn warm.

"Ahhhhh... I'm just tired, sitting in front of my dad's house all night." he replied as he tasted his wife's coffee.

Whatever drink makes it taste good...

"Huh?" Who believes Arjun's words just now. Akira was even surprised to hear the man's statement.

"Your number is off, so I've been out all night, and it seems, I have a fever dear." said Arjun in a weakly contorted tone like a really sick person.

Akira checked Arjun's forehead with the back of his hand. "No fever...".

Which body temperature he said had a fever, real Akira's hands are ordinary when touching the forehead.

Just reason.

"Really darling...",

There are people who are not sick but still feel sick. Arjun is the one.

And Akira just relented, because it's useless to argue with a madman like her husband.

"It's all your fault not to activate the phone and open the door for me." Arjun blames Akira.

Last night the air was even very cold and penetrated all the way to the bone.

Arjun only wore a pliers shirt equipped with a jacket, but it did not reduce the cold.

Especially in addition to mosquitoes that occasionally bite without asking permission first.

Agh, suck!

"It's your fault that you're here. Did I ask you to come? sleeping at home can't,"

What does it matter the man follows him.

Even remembering that tie again pissed Akira off. I don't know who the owner of the perfume attached to the tie is, Akira wants to find out later. Of course after breakfast, because scolding Arjun also needs energy, right?

At least Akira's energy should be collected after breakfast a plate of rice with broccoli stir-fry carrots and fried chicken.

While Akira was imagining his breakfast, Arjun sniffed to sharpen his kiss.

"Darling... You smell something no?"

Back sniffing is even more serious.

"What?"

The smell is familiar to Arjun. Like there is a savory aroma mixed with spices and a little charred.

Whats? a charred?

"Dear your fried chicken!" yelled Arjun while pointing at the frying pan with smoke billowing into the air.

Akira instantly twisted his body reflexively. Seeing the state of the burning stove with perfectly rounded eyes.

But shouting alone can't solve the problem.

4 Pieces of chicken submerged in hot oil in the frying pan have changed color. Dark and scary.

"Aghh... How is this? you're talking non-stop." the girl's nagging to no one but because behind her is only Arjun, of course that man is Akira's target.

"I didn't do anything" said Arjun. Because since then he did not do anything but answer the words of Akira as a form of response when spoken to.

Can't be blamed, right?

"You're asking me to keep talking. Look, the chicken can't be eaten... Aaa.." Very upset Akira. His stomach is still rumbling at this time.

In this case, he had to fry the rest of the chicken.

Without them knowing, it turns out from behind they have stood Adam's father. Observing children and daughters-in-law who said they were fighting.

Is this what the quarrel says? shaking his head, puzzled himself by the sight before him.

If you fight, there should be items or pans thrown, right? just like the quarrel of Adam's father and Arum's mother when the beginning of marriage. I don't know how many pieces of furniture were damaged at the time.

And when they got back together, they bought new furniture together. Funny indeed,.

Arjun and Akira are like little kids fighting over candy. Accusations and also ridicule.

"Dad?" said Arjun was surprised to see his in-laws there, standing looking at him and of course Akira.

"Dad came because he smelled a bad smell," Dad, because he could not say he was watching his son and daughter-in-law. I will misunderstand later.

"Yes well, Akira left the chicken in the fry." replied Arjun explaining.

While Akira glared dislikes because it was also one of Arjun who invited him to talk. At least wrong they both dong.

"It's all because of you, too." Appoint Akira.

"Never quarrel..." Adam's father sat in the chair, opposite Arjun.

"When are you here, son?" because by the time I woke up, Arjun was already in this house.

"Last night Dad... Arjun waited in front all night," he reported like a child who was complaining to his parents when he was in jahili another child.

"really?" Dad looked at his daughter, asking for an explanation.

It's cruel not to remember Arjun is Akira's husband and has to be outside all night when the weather is cold.

"Counsel Akira died Well." regrets Akira.

Though he deliberately turned off his phone so that Arjun can not contact him.

"Don't do that to Arjun... Arjun is your husband Akira.have respect for him the way your mother respects Dad...",

Adam's father breathed. Because as a parent, he is also obliged to lead his children to the right path.

"Well Dad.." Akira replied in a soft tone.

That morning they had breakfast together. A very rare sight as it is not every day Akira cooks for her parents as well as her husband.

A beautiful smile was also seen from Dad's lips, which he feared turned out to be just fear. Akira and Arjun are doing well. It might just be a small misunderstanding that they can overcome on their own.

"Dad will take you for a walk later." said Dad when Akira was washing dishes and cutlery that had just been used.

"About coming along.." walking around the complex seemed exciting.

"The company of your husband." refused Dad when he saw Arjun who was sitting on the sofa in the living room even occasionally seen closing his eyes because of sleepiness.

"But Yeah,"

This is not what Akira wants. Though the reason he came to his parents' house was also because he wanted to avoid the man. But instead of avoiding, Dad accidentally keeps Akira with Arjun at home.

"Solve your misunderstandings... Father will return later, "Father Adam immediately walked away from his daughter without realizing that Akira was pursing his lips.

Misunderstand what? it was obvious he was cheating...

There was the sound of the wheel of the auxiliary seat Mother squeaking out of the house. Adam's father wholeheartedly carried the idol around the complex to get a little fresh air in the morning.

"Be careful, Dad." said Arjun at the doorstep letting go of his in-laws.

"I want to talk!" akira said to sit right behind Arjun.

"What dear? you want to sleep together?" goda Arjun even with his cute looks.

"Follow Me!" pinta Akira and walk up the stairs to his room.

"By pleasure," of course Arjun was happy. The one on his mind was exercising in the morning without anyone else in this house.

Imagining his wife m*ndes*h under his arms really sounds melodious.

Aahhh. let's start...

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Haha...

If I forget the chicken fry because hold Hape...

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