Exchanged CEO Bride
M2 – Big Change
"Aihhh all food is gone. What am I going to eat today like this? The salt? Just delicious! Not eating that level!"
Dela mengedumel when she did not find the slightest food in the refrigerator or kitchen cabinet. He checked repeatedly, when someone was missing. But the result remains the same; nil.
Wkwk Jeez Dela, here no genie can hold a thing that does not exist.
Dela cursed herself that was getting more and more embarrassed, expecting things that would never be possible.
"Where is he? Not very understanding!"
Dela walked outside, looking for the whereabouts of Gaza. Life pas–pasan like that should be a habit in Dela's life from then on. Actually he could have run away. But he did not choose to run away. Why that? Because he doesn't have enough money. The money? Only a thousand do they not have. How should he live?
To work he was too lazy. He is dear to the sincerity of his skin which will still be reduced because it is long enough he did not do the treatment. It is better that he stay with Gaza which will be needlessly borne even though it is fitting. After all, if she chose to be a night woman, it would definitely not sell at this time. The longer the pregnancy will get bigger. If he chooses to abort the content again, it can certainly fail if done in the contract. If he went and did it somewhere else, he was worried that his life would also be lost. Hiiii horrified. Just by imagining death alone was able to make Dela tremble in fear.
"God!" Dela throws a pea shell at Gaza staring blankly at the front, which she finds at the table. His intention was just to throw it out of the house, but seeing Gaza just relaxing like that, upset him instantly. Gaza was shocked by what Dela had done to him. He looked at Dela lazily, at a glance, then back cute.
"Not cake work or what cake, instead daydream here. Our lunch isn't there yet and I'm hungry" Dela cerocos. The truth is true. The worms in his stomach may have gnawed at his delicate intestines. The bay!
"Can you just shut up? Don't make me dizzy." Gaza is sensitive this time. Remembering things that should not be remembered made his mood shattered instantly.
"Eh eh? Why are you the one who's angry? I should have been angry. You are not responsible. You brought me to–"
"Shuuuttt"
Gaza put the index finger of his hand in front of his own lips. He interrupted Dela so that Dela would stop talking. While Dela who was cut off her conversation was offended. He doesn't like to have his words cut when he talks.
"Wah wow, yeah ..." Dela started to rile because of the fire that started burning in her mind.
"You really– ya... You want me to starve to death here? Yeah yeah it's okay, but before that maybe I'll yell to the neighbor if you ... Been beating me, injuring a young expectant mother with a violent act and you're being accused of a KDRT act!" abacam Dela's.
"Gdfft"
As much as the power of Gaza withstood his laughter, but it also broke. His laughter echoed to Dela's ears. It made Dela gap wide. What he said was not a joke that could become such a laughingstock. Gaza had thrown away her cigarette butt when Dela approached her.
"You tuu!!"
"Haaiihh ha - ha..." Gaza tried to quell his laughter so he would stop laughing.
"What hmm? How can I not laugh? Your words are all shameful. THE KDRT? Since when do we have a household?"
The words of Gaza brought Dela to her senses. He was ashamed of what he said. But as much as possible he hid his shame with an alibi that led him to feel right.
"Ya–ya it's just a strategy let the neighbors believe."
"Stupid! Do you have a marriage license?" Gaza stared at Dela and Dela shook her head in response. Gaza chuckles. "No, right? Who we are herded, forcefully married. Wanna?"
"Idiihhh ogah! Mending this boy was born without a father rather than having a stingy father like you!"
"Yes already. If you already know that, why did you tell– to tell me to work? I have no responsibility for you to support you."
Shitty, really– really sucks. Special like Gaza if he can be destroyed he will be destroyed. Dela pursed her lips. His face looks so sour. He stomped his feet once before he finally passed away.
Just this time his debate was defeated by a man he had not known for a long time. He grumbled badly. "He's a man or a woman anyway? Her mouth lemes once like the woman who just came by the moon!" mumbled wailing.
Just this time Dela found a man like Gaza. Usually the man he knew was at least Davin-like or at least not that much of a talker.
As soon as Davin's name came to his mind, he questioned how Davin was now, the ex-husband who was not fully ex because he had not signed the divorce papers.
"Aihhh no no no no" Dela shook her head quickly to get that name out of her mind. "He's even dead. Why do I think of it that way. He just doesn't. Why think about it."
It is undeniable, some moments of life together do leave memories even if it is only a little. And it happened in his life. Memories are not always beautiful, are they?
Dela walked into the kitchen again. He looked at the rice cooker to make sure the leftover rice yesterday was still there. And sure enough, his eyes sparkled when Dela saw there was enough rice for him to eat.
Dela sighed. As the name is reversed "Delima", it is a dilemma because there is not a single side dish. There's only salt and soy sauce. Eating with salt and soy sauce alone makes him nauseous.
"Do I cook fried rice? But how is it going? Holding the knife I was confused, what else is it to turn on the stove and use a frying pan?" lamented Dela. During his life he never touched the stove and the frying pan. In the past, just by flicking a finger, everything was ready.
Plaque!
Dela lightly hit his head. "Sadar Del soberly. It used to never happen again" he said in a tone that actually sounded funny if heard by others. His face was also cute.
"No-no. Anyway, I should be able to cook. The same salt as raw soy sauce is too much to eat." Just imagining it makes Dela nauseous. He held himself back from vomiting when he imagined it.
With doubt and courage that is above average–rata, Dela began to do that activity. The noise that Dela caused made the still pensive Gaza tickle.
"Why the hell is that pregnant?"
In the end, Gaza chose to move on to see what happened.
"Good God Dela..." Gaza saw the kitchen was no longer in the form of a kitchen. All the materials and equipment were scattered there. It made Gaza pat his own forehead then scooped his face rough. He looked at Dela with a flat gaze while Dela only grimaced, displaying a row of white teeth.
"Sorry" said Dela. A pretty big change. It was the first "sorry" that Dela unconsciously spoke that was able to make Gaza pull both corners of her lips.
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