The Unfortunate Night Butterfly

The Unfortunate Night Butterfly
Cooking Food For Elma


Elma looked at Arash who was cooking before her, making her eyes sparkle when she saw this strange sight for her. She was like a wife, who upon waking up saw her husband preparing food for her.


Elma's heart was pounding slightly, as she saw a man with an athletic body, who was currently cooking in front of her. It was a sight he had never seen in his entire life. Especially at this time, the man was cooking in the kitchen of his apartment. He just doesn't believe in it anymore.


Arash smiled before him, when he realized that Elma had woken up from her sleep. “Good day, Baby,” said, which made Elma feel more real with her delusion.


‘Why is she so sweet?’ inner Elma felt very astonished, when she saw Arash's sweet treatment towards her.


“You haven't come home?” elma asked, Arash chuckled at it.


“You really want to expel me, yes?” asked back Arash, Elma looked down embarrassed to hear it.


“I just don't like that there is someone else in my apartment,” replied Elma, making Arash smile while sighing long.


“Elma, I won't do anything to you. I just want to take care of you when you're not feeling well. You said it yourself, if you live a kara. So, I only care about you,” Arash said at length about his affairs to Elma.


Elma looked at Arash confusedly, “Arash, you shouldn't be like this. I can't, seeing you constantly good as I do,” she said, feeling very disturbed by Arash's attitude towards her.


Arash did not answer, his attention was turned towards the fries that were almost cooked.


“Oh, almost mature. The food will be ready soon. You wait at the dinner table, Baby.” Arash tried to drain the oil on his homemade fries.


Hearing Arash's words like that, Elma could only look at him with sadness, because Elma did not want to feel the real love for Arash.


‘It's enough Morgan alone as trial material. I don't want to really fall in love, because it's been too long alone, inner’ Elma, who then steps towards her dining table.


Arash deftly prepared the food he had made, as their lunch menu this time. At the dining table today, there are already some foods made by Arash himself.


Because of seeing the food that arouses his taste, Elma felt very hungry and eager to taste the work of Arash.


“Please eat, Baby.” Arash smiled warmly before Elma, making Elma look at him flatly.


“Don't call me that,” said Elma flatly, Arash just laughed hearing that.


Because of her hunger that was already very unbearable, Elma also ate the fries and danging steak in front of her. It was so hard for her to cut this steak, that Arash became aware of what was going on for Elma.


“Let me help,” said Arash, who then immediately helped Elma to cut the steak on Elma's plate, using a new knife and fork.


Elma is confused as to why Arash should get this good on her. In fact, they had just known each other, and still did not know each other about their respective personalities.


“Why are you so good with me?” elma asked who was looking at Arash with a deep look.


Arash continued to cut the meat. “I am good, but not to all women. Only selected women,” he replied without looking at Elma.


Elma was astonished to hear that, “Women selected? What was before me, there is another woman of your choice?” tanyanya.


Arash had already finished his activity of cutting off this part of the meat. “It's done. Please eat,” he said, immediately upset Elma because Arash who seemed to divert his conversation.


Because she was too hungry, Elma finally ate the food in front of her. The taste of meat cooked to the level of maturity Blue, making the taste of this meat becomes uncontaminated with the spice.


“Blood Blue, where did you learn to cook French food from? Rarely successful, using this technique?” elma asked, curious about the ability that Arash has.


Arash could only smile. “You like?” asking back, Elma felt Arash re-routed their topic.


‘He's really mysterious. Always diverting the subject, the inner’ of Elma, who already knew the true nature of Arash.


They enjoyed the dishes, with Elma never adding to this much. This was the first time he had ever enjoyed a delicious meal made by Arash. He did not want to waste this opportunity.


“Wah ... Great food!” muttered Elma, who had just finished drinking her drink.


Arash smirked a little at Elma's behavior, which was different from his usual side.


“Then again this way, you are not like an elegant Elma,” said Arash, Elma immediately fell silent because she just realized Arash's words that really have a point as well.


Elma was suddenly sad, and let out a long sigh. “Yes, all that is just because in the presence of others. I always smile and keep my attitude. I am used to it, drowning in falsehood,” he said, instead of telling himself in front of Arash.


Hearing Elma's confession, Arash was a little happy, because Elma could be a little open with him.


“Good, keep something like this. I prefer you as you are. Don't smile elegantly, if you don't really like it,” Arash said.


DEG!


Arash's words made Elma feel extremely pounding. For some reason, Elma was delighted when she heard this kind of remark from someone. Moreover, that person was a man.


Arash let out a long breath. “How, have you started fascinated with me?” tanyanya, suddenly made Elma look surprised to hear it.


Elma turned her gaze away from Arash, with a face that was starting to meet red at this moment. “Who is fascinated with you? I'm ordinary, tuh!” refuting Elma, Arash tried to hold back his laughter.


“Elma, your mouth can lie, but your attitude says otherwise.” Arash tries to tell Elma about Elma's attitude which is different from her reality.


Elma tries to hold herself in front of Arash. He smiled elegantly again in front of Arash, trying to cover up all his embarrassment in front of Arash.


“That smile again, huh?” arash asked, feeling like he already knew what Elma was thinking.


Elma paid no heed, “Thank you for the super delicious food!” he said, trying to shift this conversation.


Arash chuckled, because Elma had already imitated herself, which often diverted their conversation.


‘He imitated me, huh? Adorable,’ Inner Arash, who even really likes the way Elma when imitating her attitude.


YUCK!