Andra and Azimah (Contract 2 Marriage)

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Andra was still busy looking through the contents of her kitchen. Yeah, he just looked around without doing what he was supposed to do. In front of him was ready the food ingredients he had taken from the refrigerator but he himself was confused how to force it.

"You better have me prepare a percentage instead of cooking, Azimah!" lamented Andra.

Andra returned the ingredients back to the refrigerator. He gave up his intention to force even though he would later receive the anger of the Azimah. It was better than he had to ruin his kitchen or poison the Azimah with the food he made later.

One by one the groceries he put in, but when he was about to close the refrigerator door. Andra saw an instant noodle wrap on the lower refrigerator shelf. Andra smiled briefly then her hand reached out to the instant noodles.

"I cooked this once. Why not with this noodle?!" andra smiled happily.

Andra took a small pot and filled it with a little water. Putting an egg that accidentally eggshells come in because Andra who can not break the egg. (Yes, Bang. Eggs can not be broken. Hiya). Andra takes the eggshells she can take and goes on to make instant noodles for Azimah.

Not waiting for a long time, Andra managed to prepare instant noodles that he painstakingly made along with Azimah who had just come down from his room. She looked fresh with the dress you bought for her. Do not forget the wet hair, adding to the natural beauty Azimah increasingly radiated. With a slow step he approached the smiling Andra with a bowl of food in front of him.

"Please, My Empress" Andra said proudly while showing her instant noodles.

Azimah looked at the bowl of instant noodles in front of her and then looked at Andra while frowning.

"Mie's? You just make instant noodles?" ask Azimah not to believe.

"Why? Wrong?" ask Andra.

"I'm asking you to make me some food, And?" answer Azimah.

"Mie's food too, honey. He's not a rock. This can be eaten! Besides, you didn't say what specific food I should make" Andra said.

"Yes, it's food. But is there no other food?" gerutu Azimah's.

"Don't say much, you better eat!" said Andra while pulling Azimah to sit on the chair.

Azimah did not argue, however, Andra had taken pains to make him food. Azimah also tried to take a mouthful of noodles rolled with a fork. And of course it feels like there is nothing special other than the person who made it.

"Hows it? Yummy?" ask Andra confidently.

"Yes, delicious. Noodle taste" replied Azimah ketus.

"I cook noodles. It will definitely taste like noodles. No meat!" cynical Andra who hoped to get praise from Azimah but the reality he received otherwise.

Azimah again took a second feed on her noodles. But this time there is a foreign object in his mouth, unlike noodles or eggs because the object is quite hard. The azimah immediately took the tissue and spewed its food into the tissue. How surprised he was when he got an egg shell inside that he had eaten.

"There's an egg shell, Andra! You didn't check it first?" ask Azimah.

"Egg skin only. You won't die just by eating eggshells" Andra replied casually.

"But the eggshell is dirty. Eggshells are located anywhere and can be held by anyone. And now that it's in my food, how about I get infected just because of that egg shell?" azimah.

"You're overreacting, Azimah" Andra said. "You know that I can't cook anyway and you're forcing me to cook for you. After I cooked it for you you had too many comments. Can't just accept it and eat it. Never mind to praise me, say thank you just no" Andra upset.

The Azimah felt guilty about it. What Andra told him was true. He should not have commented too much on the food that Andra had made with great difficulty.

"That's not what I mean. Thank you and sorry" said Azimah slowly.

Andra pretended not to hear it. Sometimes he also wants to make Azimah upset. Not just himself. He looked away with a sour face.

"You don't want to forgive me?" ask Azimah.

"That's it. If you want to eat, you can eat it. If not, you don't have to eat it either. I'm getting ready to take you home" Andra said ignoring the Azimah.

Andra ignored the call of Azimah, he continued to step foot into his room while smiling to see the face of Azimah who was guilty to him.

Azimah is confused as to how, whether he should spend the noodles that Andra has made for him or pursue Andra who has left him alone in the kitchen.

"I'll take care of you later" Azimah said to the noodle bowl in front of her. He rushed after Andra to her room.

The Azimah in Andra's room. Andra is changing clothes. He approached but Andra still ignored him.

Andra, knowing the coming of the Azimah, deliberately ignored him, wanting to see how the Azimah persuaded him.

"And ..," said Azimah pulling Andra's hand to get close to her but Andra refused.

"Andra!" shouts Azimah as Andra continues to reject her.

"I have to change my clothes" Andra replied casually.

Azimah let Andra do all her activities in front of the closet. Andra continued to ignore the Azimah. Seeing this, Azimah immediately stood in front of Andra.

"What else?" ask Andra ketus.

Azimah stood with her puppy eyes which she blinked many times. Andra was not interested. More precisely trying not to be interested in the expression of his lover's face even though he actually wants to pull it and pounce on it at this time.

"You're really mad at me?" azimah asked spoiled while playing her finger on the chest of Andra's field.

"Do you feel guilty or wrong?" ask Andra.

Azimah lowered her face, looking at her feet that were moving in no direction.

"Hey, I asked?" ask Andra while pulling Azimah's chin so that their faces face each other.

"Yes, I was wrong!" answer Azimah slowly. It was very slow, almost the same as the wind.

"What?" andra asked "I didn't hear!" inexplicably.

"Yes. I'm wrong!" the answer.

"When it's wrong what to do?" andra asked continuously teasing Azimah.

"Maa ...," Azimah had not yet finished her words Andra had already stuffed her mouth with her lips.

Azimah replies to ******Andra with great affection. He even put his hands around Andra's neck. While Andra had already grabbed the nape of the Azimah to deepen his kiss. His other hand was already at Azimah's waist and eroding the distance between them.

Long enough they interlocked, taste the noodles left on the lips Azimah. And that makes Andra even more excited. Before long he released the link of the chewy object slowly.

Azimah's eyes were still closed enjoying the remains of Andra's saliva left in his mouth. And that made her even more beautiful in Andra's eyes.

"Your so beautiful ...," praised Andra to Azimah as she sprinkled kisses onto both of Azimah's eyelids.

Azimah still put her hand on Andra's neck as if she did not want to break away from Andra. Andra hugged Azimah warmly. Gently peeking Azimah's forehead and shoulders and all that managed to make the Azimah lulled.

"Don't fight anymore, please!" andra lirih.

"Never stand up for and praise another woman in front of me. I'm jealous!" answer Azimah.

Andra smiled hearing that. His little lover was too adorable for him with all his thoughts still a little unstable. But love makes him not want to lose the woman who always colors his days with all its shortcomings.