The Prisoner of the Mafia
TSM Chapter 92 - Just Talk About The Future
Axton stared in disbelief at Arabella, his eyes perfectly rounded and quickly shook his head, he put the apron back in the box and gave it to Arabella. "Maybe it would be more beautiful if you were wearing it dear," Axton said with a smile, Arabella might just be working on it, given the wife who has been acting strangely for months.
Arabella shook her head, she looked at Axton full of pleading. "Come on, I've made this for you, even myself who sewed the writing that there is an apron," explained Arabella.
But Axton remained in his stance, he could not destroy his image as a mafia by using a pink apron, what else until cooking. "But I still can't cook baby, this apron is still useless if I wear it," said Axton, but his words make Arabella sad and it makes Axton heartless. He held Arabella's hand gently. “Alright, let's cook together, but I'll buy myself this black and pink apron for you, how?”
“You really don't want to use the apron I made specifically for you?” Shamir Arabella.
Axton exhaled tiredly, “Alright, I'll put the apron on this afternoon,” Axton replied uninspiredly, Arabella who heard that quickly turned to Axton and hugged her husband so tightly.
“Thank you dear, let me prepare the ingredients for us to cook later in the afternoon,” said Arabella happy.
Axton just smiled wryly and did not answer anything, “Before afternoon arrives what if I see you painting?” Axton's proposal was quickly embraced by Arabella.
Arabella walks first to the top floor, where she used to paint, while Axton begins to get up from her seat and look for Sarah.
“Sarah, I want later in the afternoon all servants are not allowed to enter this main house until the time I set later,” Axton said when he managed to stop Sarah.
Sarah's confused face is clearly visible, “Is there anything Sir? Did any of us make a mistake?” Sarah asked a little frantically, this is an unusual thing, Axton suddenly forbade the servants to enter the main house, it was thrilling.
Sarah who caught the misalignment just nodded her head. “Okay sir, then I will reach it to all the waiters,” Sarah said politely.
After feeling everything was done and would be safe, Axton walked up every step of the stairs, approaching Arabella who was preparing her painting equipment.
“Where are you from baby?” Arabella asked when she saw Axton just walk into the room.
Axton shook his head, he opened the suit and put it on a sofa in the room. “I just ordered Sarah to prepare cooking ingredients this afternoon.”
“It need not be dear, let me just prepare,” protest Aurora.
“All right I'll call Sarah later,” Axton said as he pulled out his phone, pretending to give orders to Sarah.
After finishing they began to cool with painting activities, making Axton who had not used the colorful paint for a long time now sit and take a new canvas, trying to follow the lines on the canvas Arabella.
The time is increasingly rolling fast was not felt, now the day is approaching the afternoon, Arabella who was so eager to pull Axton's hand to quickly go to the kitchen that Axton never visited. “Let me wear it dear,” says Arabella.
The look of a satisfied face is clearly visible on the face of Arabella, her handsome husband now looks so adorable with the sleeves of a shirt rolled up to his own handmade elbow and apron. “You will be a girl who is smart to cook my son,” said Axton as he rubbed Arabella's stomach slowly which shortly after quivered by Arabella's loud laughter.