The Married With Dangerous Boy
33. Letting Go of Longing

"After sauteing the seasoning, put a little water into the teflon."

"Then wait for the water to boil and then add the chicken meat that has been seasoned,"

Alesha always listen to how to cook processed chicken from youtube. He always did it according to orders.

There are already two delicious foods presented and that's all he learned from youtube. If he followed according to the instructions it would definitely not fail.

But a few hours ago, he tried to cook the cimol in another way, so that the oil does not explode. But it was all in vain, because closing the pan using a serving hood was a big mistake.

He thought that listening to Martha's instructions would pay off and keep the cimol from exploding. But in fact, the serving hood is hollow and the oil is still spurting out. From there Alesha was traumatized to obey Martha.

"Tau gini from yesterday I cooked through youtube. Ask him to teach him to cimol without explosion, still a misguided,"

"Gue's new inget, Martha can't cook," Alesha hit her eel.

The girl just remembered, if a few days ago, Martha had asked him to make provisions for Gavin in secret. But now, Martha never told him again. But he intends to cook Gavin with his own hands. Things are very, very not getting in strange.

"Gue had never seen Martha cook, and today was her first day of cooking for Gavin's stock,"

"Gue was curious, how was Gavin's expression when he tasted Martha's cooking, huh?"

Alesha turned her shoulders. He could not imagine how the taste of the cuisine was, considering that the spoiled chick had never held a cookware at all.

Alesha checked her phone a few times. He waited for someone to call him.

"Why hasn't Zafran called me?"

"Say two hours until home" Alesha glanced at the clock.

"But it's been almost two and a half hours."

Alesha's feeling was a little agitated. Because Zafran should have arrived home by now.

The girl stepped out of the house after hearing the bell. He looked around his house. His breath was slow. There's no one there. Alesha thinks it's Zafran. But it wasn't. He had been waiting for Zafran for a long time.

"Make it home, Zafran."

Alesha turned around, but the tail of her eyes glanced at a package in front of the door. Both his eyebrows fused together.

"Package?"

Alesha took it and opened it. How surprised Alesha was that it was empty.

"Don't move!!"

Alesha dropped the empty package. He raised both his hands up.

"Agot!"

......***......

Martha gives Gavin provisions near the school fence. The two of them met secretly.

"Lo's the one who cooks himself?"

Martha nodded slowly. "Wouldn't you ask me to cook myself?"

"There's rat poison?"

"There is no cyanide" said Martha casually.

Gavin was surprised, he nodded. He returned the supplies. "Lo's the one who eats."

Martha grinned wide. He returned it to Gavin. "Gue's joking. Baperan is so lo!"

Gavin changed his expression flat.

"Can't you smile a little, flat mulu tuh expression," he murmured softly.

Gavin did not answer. He opens the stock.

"What is your cooking taste?"

Gavin scoops up the stock after getting Martha's nod.

"Taste?"

"Good boy, I cook always delicious," he said with a distinctive chirp voice of his.

A few wrinkles appeared on Gavin's forehead. He was not sure of Martha's confident words. Because Gavin knows that Martha never cooks.

The man pointed the spoon in front of Martha's mouth. Martha raised both eyebrows. He wondered why Gavin would even bribe him?

Martha's heart shook a little tighter. His eyes flickered rapidly, and his throat suddenly felt extremely dry.

Why is the air here getting thin? shout Martha.

"Remark!" Gavin's orders.

"H-ha?" cengo Martha held back nervously.

"Lo budek?"

Martha shook her head slowly.

"Who-wrong!" gavin said once again with great emphasis.

The girl chews food with wisdom. "Nake,"

Gavin fused his eyebrows. He was curious, from the reaction given Martha, it looks like this cuisine is really delicious.

That guy's a mangosteen. Then he put food in his mouth. Martha bit her lower lip. After that he turned around and ran as fast as he could to leave Gavin.

Gavin rounded his eyes perfectly and spouted all his food onto the ground.

"ASIN!!!"

"Sorry, Vin. I think the more salt the better. So I put a packet of salt in the frying pan," cried Martha as she ran.

Gavin hurriedly threw the provisions into the trash can out loud. He clenched his hand.

"Bad!"

"How dare he know me!"

"AWAS LO MARTHA!!!"

...***...

A man dressed casually dropped the suitcase from the trunk of a taxi. After paying off the payment, he dragged it inside. For a moment he stopped.

He held his beating heart. The open door and fragrant aroma made him impatient to enter the house immediately.

He deliberately did not call his lover and his wife. Surely the girl will thrash want to kill him because it has made him worry.

"Gue's home, Alesha."

He set himself up to come. The man lifted the suitcase so as not to produce a friction sound and gave a surprise to him.

He had also prepared something he wanted to give her. The guy walked step by step. Slowly but surely the boy finally arrived at the doorstep.

Her smile expanded when she saw the girl wipe the sweat with her hands accompanied by a smile that emanated on her beautiful face.

"Beautiful," he murmured.

After making sure he was busy. Zafran left the suitcase behind the wall and gave a package at the door.

Then he hid himself. Zafran rang the bell. He waited for Alesha to come. Not long after, the girl finally arrived.

"Take the package,"

Alesha pensively. Zafran was furious because the girl never took the package from him.

"It's a long time, Sha. Just take the doang," the cerocos.

Zafran breathing relief. Alesha finally opened the package. Zafran came out of hiding and shouted, "Don't move!!"

Alesha dropped the package, her hands numbered upwards. "Agot!"

Zafran was anxious to hear his slightly trembling voice. After seeing Zafran, the girl lowered her hand again. But Zafran immediately showed a ferocious facial expression.

"Don't move!!"

Alesha. He raised his hand again. Zafran. Alesha was a little wary, afraid that the person was not the Zafran she recognized.

The man stood in front of Alesha's body. He showed his smile. While Alesha was still in her position, Zafran hugged her tightly.

"Gue miss you."

Alesha's body stiffened. He really could not believe if the person who was hugging him was Zafran.

"Z-zafran?"

"Yes, it's me. Sorry to be surprised."

Alesha lowered her hand. He hugged Zafran no less tightly. The girl was crying suddenly.

"Zafran! Why did you stay in me so long!!"

Alesha hit Zafran's back several times.

"I'm sorry,"

Alesha was crying. He wet his Zafran shirt. The guy stroked Alesha's hair. The two couples finally let go of the longing that had long been embedded in their chests.

Zafran took off his embrace. He looked at his wife's face. Then kissed her forehead long enough.

Alesha closed her eyes to enjoy it. Body rippling. Butterflies fly in their stomachs.

Then Zafran looked back at Alesha. He stuck both their noses.

"Gue love you, Alesha."

Alesha smiled knot. "Gue loves you too, Zafran."

Without them noticing, someone had been paying attention to the two of them for quite a while. His hands were firmly clenched with firm jaws. The guy's showing a smirk smile.

"Gue must have ruined you, Alesha. Because you've got the courage to take Zafran from me!"

...***...