(Im) Perfect Couple

Chapter 13

"Where were you going?" bian exclaimed as he opened the door for Kanya.

Just a little thinking. There is no point in telling the truth, everything has happened is also the most important thing in the end Kanya can meet with Bian.

"So you're gonna get a drink for a second" Kanya replied.

"Why not call first want to go to the office, even I know from rehan," said Bian invites Kanya to sit on the long sofa in his room.

"No meeting today?" ask Kanya.

"There is but still tomorrow, than just in the room. Come out for a while praying congregation in the lower mosque," said Bian casually join his body in the sofa.

Kanya breathed a rough breath. What does Gareta mean is lying to her. Does she still not accept that Bian be her husband. He deliberately wanted to create misunderstandings between husband and wife. It is an inappropriate attitude in the example for a well-educated and finalist Puteri Nusantara. Thankfully, he was not chosen that year.

"Kay," exclaimed Bian who saw Kanya daydreaming.

"Yes," Kanya awakens from her daydream.

"You still want to be quiet until you wait for the magrib bedug," exclaimed Bian.

Kanya throws a little laugh even though Bian's joke is a little stiff. "Oh my goodness. Sorry for that." Kanya unpacked the contents of the bushel and lined up on the table.

Bian's eyes widened to see so many foods that Kanya had prepared.

"You're the one cooking this yourself, Kay?" bian asked half in disbelief. He knew his wife could not cook.

"Mas Bian couldn't believe it. All original made me Mas. But I'm sorry if it doesn't taste as expected" said Kanya began preparing dishes for Bian.

Bian received a plate from Kanya. He noticed the yellow seasoning chicken that Kanya must have cooked with great difficulty.

"Doubtful is it? It is not forbidden to vomit if it is not delicious" exclaimed Kanya. But Kanya is very confident the cuisine this time has passed the national standards worth eating.

Bian smiled broadly rattling his wife's head. "Can't watch how it looks first. It looks good," exclaimed Bian.

He also became more proud. Now she let her husband enjoy the bribe for the sake of the bribe. Kanya's eyes can't see Bian. There was no strange expression or vomiting like the one Kanya described in her novel when the male protagonist tried his wife's homemade cooking. Bian looks so enjoyed.

"Where are we?" ask Kanya curiously.

"What?" exclaim Bian.

"Costly Mas? Not delicious?"

"I'm not a MasterChef judge who can judge with just one mouthful. Let me finish the meal first and have an opinion."

"Yes" said Kanya, now enjoying looking at her husband again.

There really is no happy word that can describe Kanya's feelings at this time. For the first time Kanya feels like she's Bian's real wife. No matter what the perceptions of the people out there are. Kanya felt so close to Bian as if the marriage bond was not a mere game. This should be a married couple. Understand each other and get closer. Not even one of the couples busy with his own assumptions especially until it occurred to the marriage contract. That was Kanya's thought. This is the real world of Kanya, Not the world of shame that can easily play with the sacred bond of two people with the name of his Lord.

"Kay, have you eaten?" Bian stopped bribing food.

Kanya gelapan was found cool looking at Bian. Of course he hasn't eaten. There was even some drama before the food he cooked was on the table. But why this time his stomach feels full contains happiness.

"We ate together Kay, now it's your turn to keep changing." Bian thrust a spoon at Kanya by holding her plate.

It gets awkward now, Bian doesn't mind eating with the same container and one spoon. Kanya grabbed the spoon and started eating together.

"Kay, for the roasted broccoli." Abian immediately grabbed the spoon that would enter Kanya's mouth.

Kanya instantly became a pink hue. Finally lunch time took place pleasant with the occasional Bian feeding Kanya despite still being shrouded in awkwardness. Their second plate was toilet after eating alternately. Kanya clean up the leftovers until neatly arranged.

Bian stood up, picked up the ballpoint pen at the table and returned to sit next to Kanya.

"Kay, do you want to know what I think of your cooking?" ask Bian.

Kanya nodded her spirit, she had been curious since earlier.

"Borrow your hand,"

Kanya extended her hand. Bian immediately scrunched his forehead. He noticed Kanya's hands were full of plaster. He really did not notice when he ate.

"Kay, are your hands okay?" bian asked frantically twirling his wife's hand. Kanya could see the worried sirat on her husband's face.

"I swear it's nothing it's just a small wound."

"It's a splash of oil" Bian touched again the red spot on Kanya's palm.

"Mas Bian will not forbid me to cook again just because of this wound. How can I go forward if people always don't give me a chance to learn" Kanya said sincerely. He just wants to try better, not surrender by receiving spoiled treatment.

"No Kay, I'll give you a chance. What you say is true people don't progress if they don't learn. I'm sure you can."

Kanya smiled feeling Bian treat differently. While others do not believe in ability, Bian gives him a chance.

"Thank you,"

"But you have to promise, you have to be even more careful,"

Kanya nodded in spirit.

"Yes" Kanya thrust her hand closer despite not knowing what her husband would do.

"Close your eyes, don't open them before the order, '" exclaimed Bian.

Kanya said, Bian began to write something on the palm of Kanya that made the woman's carelessness.

"Open your eyes,"

Kanya opened her eyes and could not wait to read Bian's writing.

Kanya's exam score 60

Note: remedial

Askara Abian

The owner of palpintar. He gave me a test score. Reasonable value for people who are just learning to cook. It would make no sense if Bian was too keen to give a perfect score of 100.

"I'd rather give you a score, let's study harder,"

"Kok the note remedial Mas?" ask Kanya bangtung.

"For the whole good, but it's your value in my opinion. In the report card value of 60 enter the red value. That means you have to be remedial, repeat again tomorrow." Bian pinched Kanya's nose.

"Mas Bian," whined Kanya.

"Wait for remedial until you pass the exam," exclaimed Bian referring to the writing made in Kanya's hands.

It is beyond measure of Kanya's happiness. Just say Mas Bian wants Kanya to come to the office again.

Kanya squeezed her hands and determined not to wash her hands so that the report card from her husband did not fade. Could he call this the love report. Take it once Kanya.

"Oh yeah Kay, where are you going after this?"

"Go home" replied Kanya.

"You were okay here, stay with me. We can go home later."

"It's okay for me to be here. I'm not bothering Mas Bian."

"No Kay, I'm afraid you're bored." exclaimed Bian.

"No way Mas, I'm ready to stream for storyline inspiration." Kanya showed me her phone.

Bian took something from under the sofa table. "You wear this Kay, this pillow I usually use to fall down for a while if tired," exclaimed Bian patted the pillow so that Kanya lay her body there

Kanya also complied, laying her head on the pillow that Bian thrust.

"Sorry, sorry unintentionally. I can disturb you for a moment," The sudden voice that shocked Kanya and Bian.

Kanya and Bian saw the incoming rehan settle down while pretending to cover his face. Kanya does not know Rehan too well, but Kanya knows Rehan is Abian's partner to build a smart friend.

Kanya became embarrassed as if she was caught by Rehan.

"Gue just take this, I don't see. Poor my single soul." Rehan shows the iPad taken from Bian's desk.

Bian and Kanya become awkward, Kanya chooses to pretend to start streaming. While Bian wants to kick his best friend to leave immediately because of embarrassment.

"Once again sorry. Please continue maybe someone wants to be done! Don't forget the lock of the door!" rehan shouted from behind the door.

Kanya's face was embarrassed. We want to do something about Rehan! kanya screams in the heart.

Kanya was sure her husband was also embarrassed by Rehan's words because Bian chose to go straight to his desk without Kata while smiling.

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