The Married With Dangerous Boy
50. Special Kare

Gavin is still a shocking mystery to both Alesha and Martha. They would never know if Gavin was a chef in the cooking class they attended.

Zafran once said that if Gavin was forced to be the successor to his father's company, even though Gavin obeyed all of his father's orders, but Alesha knew that Gavin had his own ideals, and the man had already achieved them.

Alesha hasn't told her husband that her cooking teacher is Gavin. Because if Zafran knew, he would not allow Alesha to take cooking classes again.

Moreover, the guy was thinking about a fairly tiring company problem. Seen from his lethargic face and kept rubbing his eyes in front of the laptop screen.

Alesha shook her head slowly. A few minutes after Zafran arrived, the man asked Alesha to cook him some food. Because he happens to have not eaten.

Alesha rubbed her dripping sweat sweat. He washed his hands, then wiped them with an apron. After that, Alesha prepared a seasoning blender. He put all the pre-prepared herbs into the blender.

"Leave the seasoning blender," he exclaimed.

Alesha pressed the on button and the blender cut all the spices finely until mixed. While waiting for the delicate seasoning he prepared the tea and the feeling of the lemon.

"Today drink lemon tea."

Still in a state of making, Alesha's saliva had almost dripped. He poured water into his lemon tea pot.

"Put it in the refrigerator," Alesha brought a teapot and put it in the refrigerator.

All the ingredients are smooth. As per Gavin's instructions yesterday, he tried to practice the results at home. She is currently cooking the dishes she learned yesterday.

"Hopefully it works. Yesterday the word Gavin my cooking as a beginner can still be felt, meaning now it must be more delicious. Especially cooking for the husband," he murmured proudly.

"Sha?"

Alesha. "Yes?"

"Jude."

Alesha's forehead is wrinkled. What did Zafran mean to call him?

"Why did you call me?"

"Can't I call you?"

"That's it, but what?"

"Not what. Noggle."

The girl was wide. "The husband is not clear."

Zafran chuckled at Alesha's dumelan. He closed his laptop and stood up. He slightly stretched his stiff muscles. After that he glanced at Alesha, the girl was sauteing the delicate seasoning.

His lips curled into a smile. Then he took his foot into the kitchen. When Zafran came, the girl was not aware because she was too busy cooking.

The man approached his wife. She looks even more beautiful even very beautiful when cooking with her hair pinned up. The neckline is very smooth making Zafran fascinated.

His hands extended to the front of Alesha's belly, and he gently embraced her. He hid his face in the recess of Alesha's neck, inhaling deeply the scent of his wife's body.

Alesha surprised. But as he looked back, Zafran suddenly kissed him. The girl widened her eyes.

"Zafran!!" reproofing.

"Why, hm?"

His entire body seemed to feel like he was electrocuted by high voltage when Zafran's skin touched his skin. In his stomach was like a butterfly flying.

"G-gue again cook, don't bother!"

"So, I'm not bothering."

"But I'm less comfortable," he said.

Zafran. He immediately let go of his embrace before the nothing happened at a time like this. Alesha breathed a sigh of relief. He continued his cooking calmly.

Zafran smelled a scent that made his stomach instantly starve.

"What are you doing today?"

"Special day."

"Special for a husband, right, Sha?"

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Gavin took off his white hat, he held up the paper of the students enrolling in his cooking class. He smiled a thin smile reading the name of one of the participants.

He put his head on the chair. His phone rang a few times, but he let it know when his father called.

Gavin could already guess what his father would discuss. Whether it's a company problem, or a known future problem.

Yes, it is true. Gavin becomes the chef secretly. He never talked about the future with his parents. Because they will never listen to his opinion. They just want Gavin to be the successor to the company.

The guy took a long breath. He massaged his temples that felt dizzy.

"Vin?"

Without looking, Gavin memorized who the voice belonged to.

"Hm?"

The girl walked up to Gavin. He put a cold can on his cheek. Gavin was shocked. He looked up and gave a sharp look for her.

He chuckles at Gavin's annoyed face. After all, Gavin would still receive a gift from him.

"Gue know you like the taste of pears."

"Hm." Gavin's words are short.

The girl took a swivel chair and dragged it to Gavin's side. He sat next to Gavin. He grabs Gavin's hand and massages it.

Gavin did not refuse. After all his hands felt sore after spending his time teaching cooking to some people. Gavin enjoyed his massage until the guy closed his eyes.

"Vin, man,"

"By the way!" Gavin doesn't like pleasantries.

"According to you, I'm the same Zafran fit?"

Gavin opened his eyes wide. He pulled his hand violently. He looked into his eyes.

"Lo's crazy?"

The girl took her breath in. In his heart, there was still the name Zafran.

"Gue's still in love with her, Vin."

"Na, you know that Zafran has a wife?"

"Tau, we're together."

"Lo still got brains?"

"Still."

"But you don't have a mind."

"Gue admit my mind is fucked. It's even so fucked up. I have to get Zafran's wedding invitation, see his marriage to someone else, I screwed up Vin."

"Gue knows how you feel. But you can't be selfish."

"But Vin, I'm always heartbroken to see the two of them walk together. I miss we're going all three."

"Third? No need to worry!"

Nana took a deep breath. The girl opened the drink can and gulped it down the toilet. He threw his drink into the trash. Everything Nana did, it didn't go out of Gavin's eyes. The guy continued to look at her with a flat look.

He knows the nature of his friend. The drink contains alcohol. It smelled so bad, but Gavin didn't cover his nose at all.

The guy's preparing the crackle. Beware if the girl will later vomit and hit her clothes.

"Gue doesn't want to lose him, Vin. I try my hardest to be a model. But why did Zafran choose that girl? She's not a model. He's not a professional."

Nana lowered her head. He hid his face. "Gue was even more beautiful than that girl. I'm more experienced. I'm more perfect."

Gavin was silent.

"Gue doesn't want to know, what I want must be achieved."

Gavin sighed. He stood up from his chair. "Do you want to?"

"Gue wants Zafran."

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