Chef's Lovely Wife Handsome

twenty-six

"Desi"

"Guardian"

Say them both at the same time.

"Let's...." Dira screamed to make Desi and Eagles cover their ears. Dira ran to hug his best friend.

Although only two years did not meet, but Dira had felt for years he had not met Desi.oh...Dira...

Desi reciprocated Dira's close embrace of him. However, he suddenly realized where he was now.

Hurriedly Desi let go of her embrace, making Dira feel a little unwilling.

Desi turned to the Eagle who was busy with his laptop."Mr. Eagle, there is something I can help" said Desi who felt so afraid, the action of Dira bars earlier.

"He's the new chef of the desert, you take him to the pantry, and teach him about the rules of this restaurant" said Eagle remained with a cold tone.

Desi's heart beats so fast every time she meets her boss on this one. Not because of a crush, but afraid if making a little mistake will result in this work.

"Alright sir" bowing his head in a sign of retreat, Desi pulled Dira's hand to let the girl follow him.

Desi's heart had gone back to normal after he left his boss' room.

Somewhat strange also with his boss, why does not his boss immediately fire Dira at this time? though the new Dira will be his employees have made mistakes that are usually considered fatal by his boss. But why would his boss just let Dira go?

Desi is not finished thinking, maybe now the boss is in a good mood.

"So how long have you been working here?" tanya Dira was enthusiastic.

"Wulan, slow down your voice, it's still working hours so the nostalgia will be later when your working hours are over, okay?" Desi stopped Dira's speech as she entered the room containing the cabinets there.

Desi gives Dira a chef jacket "this is your chef jacket ".

Dira accepted it and immediately put it on. " It's professional"

Desi continued her footsteps towards the kitchen of the restaurant and followed Dira behind her.

All employees also pay their respects to Desi who served as a manager there.

" Wah..apparently your rank may also..not in vain ya schoolmu" whispered Dira, making Desi could not help her smile. This friend of his is like this. Little crazy.

"So, here's the menu list" Desi handed me a thick book containing the dessert menu at the restaurant.

"Almost seventy percent I know this recipe" Dira said when opening the menu book.

"Good then, good luck" Desi said, turning her back to leave the place.

But without realizing it, it turned out that the Eagle Chef had stood behind him and made him surprised.

"Chef" he said then bowed respectfully to the Eagle standing before him.

Not only Desi, all of her chefs and assistants also bowed their respects to the Eagle Chef.

The eagle replied by nodding his head, then walked up to Dira who was busy flipping through the book that Desi had given.

"Egh..." A Deheman from the Eagle made Dira turn her attention to the man who was now standing beside her.

Dira only scowled to welcome the arrival of the Eagle, and the action made all employees there glare at Dira who was so brave not to bow respect to his superiors.

The eagle looked at Dira with an expression that could not be interpreted, then grabbed Dira's head and pointed at her pantry.

"Color him my own new chef who will teach him" said the Eagle then brought the girl." back to work!" the thrill then makes the employees go to their respective positions.

No one dared to make a sound, even though there were hundreds of questions in their minds.

***

"About a week" Dira answered then randomly picked up a map containing the reports on the table in front of him. And just flip it.

Desi approached, then sat down beside Dira with a tray containing two cups of tea on it "You've met the God?".

Desi's question made Dira close the map that he opened earlier with a slight stomp, then throw it back on the table. "If I'm in Jakarta, do I have to meet him?".

" It seems, seeing this reaction of yours, you've met him" Desi said lightly.

"When have you been able to read my mind?" Dira leaned his back against the back of the sofa, and dropped his head there.

"So right, have you met?" desi asked enthusiastically "then how did her reaction look at you?".

Dira throws "Where else should I be? already know the news of each yes already, no one wants to talk about anymore".

" Cake no hugs sign of longing release? or at least a kiss"

Brakhs...

"awh..." Desi grimaced because the map that Dira threw the shirt earlier suddenly became a roll and hit her head.

"your mouth...!" his growl even made Desi chuckle.

"It's a loss that the gods can meet you and you don't do anything,?" Desi paused her "you know? almost every day he comes to me and always asks about you, where you are, what you are doing now, why not tell him and there are still millions of questions I can't answer".

"huh...seems like you fit him, why not just make him a girlfriend?" dira Goda.

"heh.begini-this I also have my own standards yes"

"What are your standards really like?"

"I don't want your ex, yes, even though I admit that God is the type of man that women dream of, but I still don't want to accept your ex"

Dira smiled disdainfully "If God alone is not included, then what kind of model do you want right?"

"Yes.minimally like the Eagle Chef..." Desi flutters her left and right hands.

Dira fell silent, then smiled amusedly at Desi's words. Whatwasthat? don't want my ex? if only he knew if the man he was referring to was already my husband, what would he think?.

"Your working hours are done?" Dira saw that the clock in his left hand was already five in the afternoon.

Desi nodded "yes why?"

"then come with me" Dira pulled Desi's hand but before the two left, Dira covered the tea that had been cold made by Desi earlier.

"Eh...eh..where are you?" Desi asked but was not answered by Dira.

***

"You're crazy, aren't you? those nights bring me the candidates?" Desi jumbled when he got out of his car and it turns out Dira invited him to the candidate.

"hehe..hasn't there ever been a night-night-night-time?" Said Dira cengengesan "eat it let's try" Dira again pulled Desi's hand to enter the building.

They were both greeted by the salon staff in a friendly manner, then allowed to sit in the customer seat.

"Please paint my hair" Dira said to the salon employee who stood behind him while looking at the reflection of his face in front of the mirror.

The employee smiled then made a request of Dira who wanted to dye her new hair.

"I just creambath" Desi said as one of the employees approached her.