Change Husband?

133: Patience

I waited a long time for Karel when it only made nyemek fried noodles. I waited for her while watching Korean dramas while eating potato chips that I brought from the room.My patience was tested, because it was hungry once eh her long time.

"Rel, can you really not? " said.

"Canada, wait a moment again to meet kok. "said Karel.

Then there was a male, probably around twenty years old. Looks like a student. He passed by greeting me for a moment by lowering his head slightly. Then enter the kitchen where Karel is.

The kitchen was open so it was connected now night, so it could be heard right from my place when Karel spoke.

"What cooking is boss? " ask the man.

"Fried noodle nyemek, bantui-" Karel turned to me. He did not continue his words. Then focus again on cooking, but they are a little suspicious for talking in whispers.

I saw the man laughing, he was then hit on the back by Karel. Why are they so strange.

But it turns out that Karel is familiar with the other residents of the boarding house. Yes, maybe it was a lot here this time.

Five minutes later Karel had brought a bowl of noodles that I meant.

"Bikin' noodles for an hour! " My protest was when Karel put noodles in front of me.

"Bawel, let's get eaten! " Karel is sitting next to me.

I see the noodles are normal, nothing strange. Hope it tastes good. But once I eat as if there is less, but what?

"Boss, this is the seasoning not yet entered." the boy gave the noodle seasoning. Then leave with a bowl of noodles too but he takes it to the room maybe.

I glared at Karel who was grimacing. "Pillages taste bland. "

It looks normal because the only soy sauce is included.

"Lupa By" Karel poured the seasoning into his noodles with a horse's grin.

"Can be bad if gini. "my whine.

"His son, let's eat it. " Karel seduced me.

Actually I don't know why I'm in the mood to eat anymore. But pity Karel who's been working hard to make me fried noodles. Maybe because it doesn't taste good. Is this my fault, telling the young master to cook? I can't expect much from Karel.

"Thank you Karel. "I'll just eat.

"Sama-sama dear, this will run out again huh? " Karel rubbed my head with a grin.

"I'm one portion full. Don't go on. " It's just that I'll eat the meal uh tell me to add.

"Add that one earlier babe. " Karel made me turn my brain.

While eating me while thinking about what Karel meant. And over time I understood what that meant.

"No, I'm tired. Tomorrow, Karel. "I know what he means is to relate again.

"Not cool" Karel tilted her body, turned her back on me.

"Mending you clean the kitchen, I'm sure it must be a mess because of you. "

"Tomorrow morning there is a cleaner who just calm down. " Karel stood up ignoring my advice. Then go to the room, then come in.

I finished eating, and headed to the kitchen to put down the dirty bowl. But once I entered the kitchen I was stunned to see it. The kitchen is nice, but messy and dirty.

I washed my bowl with a pot that looks like the one Karel used. But it turns out there is also a pile of dishes and bowls under the sink. It turns out that those who live here do not want to wash the dishes and equipment they use that is what it means.

I've guessed for sure the occupants are spoiled children of all.

"But messy, because of you earlier. " I collected the instant noodle wrap scattered over the kitchen set. And throw it in the trash.

"There's an officer in the morning, come on. " Karel pulled my hand.

"I know, but this is our responsibility. You have made it dirty it must be cleaned. "my babble.

"Oh Ruby, aren't you sleepy? It's night time don't make any more noise. " Karel pulled my hand.

It's not that Karel fuss, but I don't feel good cooking that way. Though Karel tuh likes cleanliness why it is like gini. Is it because of cooking? until he was confused.

I had to leave the kitchen to follow Karel into the room.

"Listen yes, here it's kosan. It is not our home that you can do as you please. There was already his janitor and he was paid his duty to clean up. If you continue to work with the officer what? " Karel gave me an explanation.

"And at least take your trash out. "I'm still riddling.

"That wasn't my trash. I'm taking out the trash. It was like that. So that's why I told you to cook in a kitchen that I hate. I can do everything except cook. " It turns out that wasn't Karel's trash.

Then we also rested.

*

In the morning we woke up, because there was a food festival held near the city. Dion enlivened with his cafe exhibition. His friends were told to come to support him.

"Wearing sports outfit means Rail? " I asked as soon as I wanted to wear clothes. Because this is still morning, the concept is definitely sports.

"Yes, that's comfortable. " Answer replied that Karel was wearing shoes.

I immediately put on the training shirt and pants. Clothes like this are my favorite because they are comfortable at home. After that I drank pregnant milk that was made with Karel. Indeed, if making drinks Karel still want and can. Especially making milk for me, he was very diligent. I also intend to eat bread for breakfast.

"Later breakfast there aja By. " said Karel prevent me to eat bread.

"It's just a piece of Rail" I didn't care what he said, just ate the bread.

"Karel Karel, are you awake yet? " Niko's voice called from outside the room.

His voice was like a little boy who would play his friend that is not it.

"Udah! " Karel then opened the door after answering Niko.

"Dion needs help, he said Origa was a little late." Niko said as she sounded from within.

"People are back? "Ask Karel.

And after that I didn't hear what they were talking about. Because I wash my hands first, then take a sling bag for me to put my phone and wallet.

"Come, we're leaving" I said with a smile.

"Weihhhh ma'am teacher, the spirit is right this morning. "whether praise what plagues Niko. Maybe a compliment because I don't feel anything strange in my current appearance.

We hurried off, and we used the bike. Hemmm Niko's motor is the same as Karel's only color difference. There is no doubt that they are the children of the rich.

"Rel, after nyampe directly eat huh? " I said to Karel who was focusing on riding a motorcycle.

"Yes, your mind why eat mulu anyway by? " Karel's voice is still clear because Karel runs his bike slowly. Not like Niko who has disappeared somewhere.

"Laper Carrel... "

Karel was very careful when I was pregnant. Especially when driving a motorbike or car. He never drove like he used to. I don't know where he got that patience from now.