Ayunda, Secret Wife of the President
Chapter 18 - Simulation of Being a Wife
After finishing making the bed neatly, Ayunda came out first. Before long, the man followed with a flat face and wet hair, making him look many times more handsome, really for whatever sake.
Still in her navy blue sleeping pajamas, she sat comfortably in an empty chair. Ayunda swiftly serves food for Naren, he scoops rice and also his side dishes.
"I'm sorry if my cooking doesn't match your tongue, I don't know what you like or don't like." Obviously Ayunda, but Naren just smiled sweetly.
"I can eat anything, baby."
"There are no food allergies, right?" Ask Ayunda again. Naren could eat anything but stone and wood like him. Because it's hard, but if it's soft, of course Naren will eat it, so like her with food.
"Nothing, it's just that I can't really eat spicy, that's all." Naren replied with a smile.
"Oh, really? All right, I'm sorry."
"Lho, why apologize, honey? It's okay, I'm glad you took the initiative to cook and serve me like this." Reply Naren.
"Yes, let's just say it's a simulation of being a good wife later." Ayunda's speech made Naren chuckle softly. He did not expect that Ayunda would say this. All he knows is that Ayunda is a pretty hard girl and often hesitates even though she has tried her hardest to convince the girl, but now Ayunda like her has begun to accept her circumstances.
"Good then, we should both fight right? I'm responsible for what I've done and you should support me."
"Yes, thank you for being such a gentle man and for taking responsibility for your actions." Ayunda said, Naren looked up and looked at the pretty face of the girl. He smiled and pulled Ayunda to sit next to him.
"Because my father taught me to be a responsible man." Naren smiled as he looked at Ayunda's face.
"You haven't eaten either, have you? Let's eat together."
"Hmmm, okay." Ayunda replied, he also took the rice and fried chicken as well as his sambel.
"Ohh yeah, I forgot to say that rice is a little bit." Lirih Ayunda's.
"Fruit and vegetables too." Obviously Ayunda, he's not making it up. In the refrigerator there are only a few vegetables and rice only one liter left, most for dinner alone is up.
"Well, we'll go shopping at the supermarket later in the day."
"Supermarkets?" Ask Ayunda.
"Yes, honey. Supermarket, there's a lot of stuff we need." Narendra.
"What's like a market?"
"Yes, that kind of thing. Just look at it later." Ayunda nodded her head, and she began to eat it with a voraciously. Rarely could he eat meat in the village first, most could eat if there was the sidelines of his aunt or son. Then he can eat, otherwise he eats only potluck. Most know or tempe, but that's all Ayunda is already very grateful for still being able to eat.
"Taste you good, baby."
"really?" Ayunda asked with her incredulous look.
"Yes, this is delicious especially the sambel. At home, I've never had such good sambel. Especially the fried chicken, very good. Thanks for putting this on me, baby."
"Together and thank you for the compliment, it makes me relieved." Ayunda replied, he was happy that his cooking could be received by Naren's tongue. He was also happy when he heard the compliment from the man.
"Lega why? You don't think I'd like your cooking, do you?" Narendra asked, Ayunda nodded her head. Honestly, he had hesitated when cooking all this, he was worried that Naren did not like his cooking and refused. But as it turns out, to her worries it really didn't happen. In fact, Naren instead likes his cooking, this is really beyond his expectations.
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