Bima's Second Wife

chapter 129

Because of the pain in my back I went to sleep on my stomach. It sucks! It still hurts and hurts. Ah, my goodness!! Luckily it's Sunday and I don't have to go to the office.

Twice Lily battered me! OMG!

Because of last night, I got really hungry this morning. Even bread with chocolate jam plus milk did not run out because of Lily's actions. I'm hungry!

The clock still points to the number six. Is Lily awake?

I immediately got up from my sleep, walked towards the bathroom and finished my desire there. That means not something in quotes huh. Brush your teeth and wash your face. And hurried to dry it.

Out of the bathroom I was wearing a loose t-shirt. My favorite sky blue with bokser subordinates as thighs.

A loud voice sounded from the kitchen. The frying pan clashed, then immediately the fragrant aroma of cooking burst into the entire room. Fragrant. As usual.

Lily wore an apron with a helo kitty image, was struggling with a knife and onion, while the stove was still on, occasionally she turned to stir the fryer so as not to burn. It looks like a repot.

"Want me to help you?" bargained. He smiled then said 'can'. I immediately picked up the apron hanging on the wall.

It feels so ridiculous. Even I never helped Dena cook, but this and this apron. Where have I gone. A green apron with a keropi picture is now perched on my body.

"Mas, please cut the whole chicken. Can you?" point at Lily with the tip of the knife she was holding. He was still busy with the onions in his hands. So skilled.

Lily lifted the ripe vegetable from the pan and moved it to the plate and put it on the table.

"S. stop!!" He shouted as I was about to swing the knife down. Just barely. I looked up with a frown. Lily came up with a strange face. I don't know. Is he angry or what?

"Mas, Lily wants to eat chicken instead of human meat!" said it. I still don't understand. And it looks like Lily knows what's on my mind right now.

"See the position of your hand! You want to cut a chicken or your own hands?" I looked at my hand which was right above the chicken I was holding. And it's true that if Lily didn't stop it, maybe we'd have breakfast in the hospital instead!

I smile. While Lily snatched the butcher knife from my hand, then with her body she nudged me to make room for her a little, so now Lily is where I was. I watched him cut the chicken very crazily. Do not forget with a little light explanation about cutting.

"She said help. But just bengong. There peel the onion with the slices. Lily wasn't done yet."

"OK." I said lightly. Just peeling the same sliced onion will not be difficult, right?

But I was wrong. It also torments him. My eyes are sore and watery. Lily chuckled at seeing me so many times wiping my tears with the back of my hand or the tip of an apron.

Cuisine finished. Lily makes chicken rica-rica, fried tofu, and there is also fresh vegetables, carrots are boiled there. I can eat a lot like that. Bye-bye to my belly box!

Although with a little bit of soreness in the hand because I cut my skin more than onions, but it feels very satisfied. And without feeling I've asked for a second time. It feels very different, even though I also eat several times with a menu like this. But this is different than usual. Very-very delicious. Can anyone explain?