The Married With Dangerous Boy
43. Martha's Supply

"Lo just cook this doang?" Zafran stared at the food on the table as he dragged the chair.

Alesha nodded. He took off his apron and placed it next to an empty chair.

"Yes, I'll stock up."

"Tumben lo bring stock."

"Hm,"

Alesha stuffed the rice into her plate with some side dishes. Then he immediately ate comfortably regardless of Zafran who gave his plate to take food. But the girl eats alone.

Zafran flashing slowly. His hands are always looking up. "Sha?" she nodded with a sad face.

Alesha enjoyed eating it until she forgot to get food for her husband.

"Sha?"

"Hm?" Alesha. He stared at Zafran's plate as he chewed his food slowly.

"My rice?"

"Now," Alesha shifted the rice basket. "Take it, don't be shy" he murmured.

Zafran pulled the corner of his lips. Lips twitching. "Gue take it yourself?"

"Hm," Alesha had finished her meal. The girl then brought the plate and spoon into the kitchen.

Zafran smiled miris. It seems the girl forgot she had a husband. After washing the dishes, the girl took her bag and left. Because he was too happy, the girl hurriedly left without saying goodbye.

Zafran's eyes continued to follow Alesha's footsteps. His face looked at his wife's behavior with a cengo look.

"Gue ignored?"

...***...

"Hi Mar? Have you been waiting a long time?"

Martha shook her head, she opened the door for Alesha. "New to."

"Thanks," he said of Martha.

"Your husband doesn't papa if you leave with me?" Martha looked at the residence of Zafran was-was. Afraid that he'll keep that guy as he used to be.

"No papa, last night I had permission."

Martha breathed a sigh of relief. He patted his chest. "Thank God" then he got into the car and shut it down.

"Have you tried my recipe?"

Martha nodded enthusiastically. He looked at Alesha with a glittering look. "Gue's sure you won't believe it's me cooking, Sha."

Alesha turned her seat slightly to the side staring at Martha. "From the way you talk, it works?"

Martha held back her smile. He nodded in shame. Alesha clapped ria's hands. He smiled happily. The girl showed Alesha the provisions.

He opened the cover. From the aroma, Alesha can be sure if it is a very good food aroma.

"From the smell, it must taste good."

Martha closed her cover. "Yes dong, from whose recipe was it?"

"From Alesha," he said in a rhythmic tone.

Martha and Alesha chuckled amusedly.

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

The car stopped right in front of the gate. Normally Alesha would come down at the stop, but at this time, she was descending in front of the gate.

Martha opened the door, first she went down first after that then Alesha. The girl moved forward. The place where the driver who controls Martha's car.

"Thank you, sir." Said Alesha manners.

The middle-aged man nodded. He did not make his voice. Even so, Alesha remained grateful. After the two got off, the man drove his car away from the school grounds.

Martha and Alesha entered the gate. They turned their heads when they heard the familiar roar of the motor in their ears.

The guy drives his bike several times like a street kid. He stared intently at these two people, they both took a few steps back giving way to the guy who looked to be boasting about his bike.

"Maybe the same wife herself is not familiar," dumel Martha hugged her provisions.

Alesha pressed her shoulders. He knew what Zafran meant because he did not want them to know that Zafran and Alesha had a special relationship.

"Sha, don't do it. You've brought a pet, you know not!" reprimanded Martha pursed her lips.

Alesha chuckled small. He stopped his activities, then walked side by side next to Martha. Alesha hugged Martha's shoulder.

"Why do you bring the provisions in front of the chest. It can be put in a bag" cried Alesha.

"No. I don't want my bag to smell."

"So you put the bag, right?"

"Yes, just for a second. Because I hid it from nyokap. If they knew I brought my own cooking stock, I would be in the kitchen."

"Can't you?" alesha asked curiously.

"Can I'm a mommy's son. Stubborn, spoiled, never hold a kitchen tool, uh or bring your own food supplies. I thought I had a girlfriend again." The story with a distinctive sound.

"Don't you have one?"

Martha glanced sharply at Alesha. "An expensive girl like I have to be picky before I get a girlfriend" he said.

"What type of lo kayak?"

"What matters is not Ferdi. Every day my ears get sick if I have a boyfriend like him!"

Alesha's lips twitched. He held Martha's shoulder. The girl turned her head while raising one eyebrow. "Why?"

"What you didn't expect, it happened to me, Mar."

"Zafran chatty?"

Alesha. "Not Zafran, but lo." Reveal Alesha with a smiling face.

Martha chuckles. He hit Alesha's arm. "No way! My man has a sweet voice."

The girl snorted. If he continues to answer, Martha will continue to grumble without stopping because she does not accept if she is stamped as the owner of the smashed voice.

"Come," said Alesha.

The two of them reflexively stopped when meeting Gavin as well as a girl who was with him. Seeing the girl, Alesha recalled the incident in the hospital. Where Martha also witnessed the expression of the girl's feelings for Zafran.

"Sha?" whispered Martha.

"Luckily, if he's still in control, I won't macem-macem." Mumbled slowly.

Gavin took a few steps towards Martha. That guy pulled a smirk at him. Martha frowned. Her chest of fireworks found the sharp gaze of a Gavin.

He had not communicated with her since the salt fried rice incident at that time, and now they were reunited with a new girl.

Errata.

Not a new girl, but Gavin's old best friend. The guy looked at Martha from the bottom up. His gaze was fixed on his stock.

Gavin chuckles. He looked down on Martha. "Don't force yourself to things you'll never be able to achieve!"

Gavin took Martha's stock. Alesha. Don't understand what Gavin meant by taking Martha's stock.

"Whatever you want to say, whatever I want I have to achieve. Including making delicious food." With courage Martha replied to Gavin.

The girl took her back. But Gavin lifted the stock up high. Martha clucked in annoyance. It's not usually Gavin's prick like this. Especially in front of the girl, who they knew her name was Nana.

New students who fortunately are not in class with them. The girl just kept silent to see Gavin's actions. As if I didn't care about Gavin's activities. Occasionally he glanced at Alesha who was also glancing at him.

Just for a moment, because Alesha turned her face. Martha kept trying to get her supplies. The girl stomped her legs in annoyance.

"Gavin! Lo what the hell, here behind my provisions!" Martha jumped up and down, but still her height was not equivalent to Gavin's height.

"Reverberation?"

Gavin pushed Martha's body hard. Luckily Alesha kept Martha's body from falling. The girl stared hard at Gavin.

"Gavin!" sergeant Alesha.

Gavin is smiling smirk. He opened Martha's provisions, and threw the entire contents of the provisions to the floor. Martha and Alesha widened her eyes perfectly. Martha who cooks with great difficulty to show Alesha the taste of her cooking so that she can learn better must be destroyed instantly.

Martha shut her mouth in disbelief. His entire body was limp for a moment. Even Gavin threw his container in any direction. Then the boy went with Nana without the slightest guilt.

"B-shir me??"

...***...