Exchanged CEO Bride

M2 – Prestigious

Gaza breathed a rough sigh.

"Delaaa ..." he said restrained. He laughed, between annoyance, wonder, funny, and adorable. He scratched his neck slowly.

"Here you go, you sit there. Let me cook. Can–can this house burn because of you. Look around!"

Gaza moved his chin to point at the messy goods.

Dela circulated her gaze around and was real. The kitchen was a mess because of it. It's just a whimper.

"Here let me."

Gaza took over Dela's work. Dela handed over the pot she had in her hand. He said what Gaza said. After all he was also unsure if his cooking would taste good if it was cooked under the control of his hands.

"Eitt don't sit down. Clean up this mess while I cook."

"Well but kan–" Dela's protest stalled.

"Have done it. No words but!"

Dela clucked in annoyance. His face was pouting again. This time Gaza is not to be denied. His face looked even scarier than usual. It may also be affected by a bad mood. And he does not want to be an object of impeachment for Gaza.

"Because..."

Dela wants to hit Gaza's body from behind without Gaza's knowledge. But just wanted to, not really– he did even though his hand had been air-restrained.

"Patience.. " murmured Dela in the heart with one hand that stroked–elus his chest.

Dela picked up the scattered stuff. He began to reverse it in the place where the item had originally been. After he finished, he took a broom. Not smooth just like that. Gerutu–small grouse decorate net–clean at the time. While Gaza is busy struggling with pots and stoves.

The smell of sauteed onions filled the kitchen, making Dela's stomach even more hungry.

"It smells so good" he praised Gaza's cuisine. Gaza skilfully stirred the nearly cooked fried rice.

"Get me a plate" he told Dela.

Not waiting any longer, Dela took out two dishes. Gaza received the plate. He put the fried rice. But it turns out that the plate is filled with only one plate. The other is still empty, because it turns out the rest of the rice that can be eaten is only one portion.

"Well, just one?"

"Buh. eat."

Without answering Dela's question, Gaza gave Dela a plate of fried rice. Dela still looked at him questioningly. The one who needs to eat is not only himself. Gaza needs it too. But why just one serving for a plate, Dela thought.

Gaza stared at the bead. He knew Dela's thoughts but he chose to sigh and placed the plate on the table. He took a spoon and gave it to Dela.

"Eat the fried rice, Dela."

Without taking his eyes off the face of Gaza, Dela received the spoon.

"Yes try that" Gaza said once again.

With a doubt, Dela started scooping the spoon, just a small spoon, then feeding it into the mouth. Slowly he started chewing the fried rice. A moment later, Dela's eyes sparkled. The taste of Gaza cuisine is truly extraordinary. Even the expensive restaurants he had visited were not that good.

"How's it?" Gaza raised its eyebrows. His confidence was full, even more overflowing. He rested on the table, to support his body which was now slightly leaning towards Dela.

Dela swallowed immediately. He tried to change his expression, trying not to look like he was enjoying his fried rice.

"It's normal!" answer it a little bit.

"Ooo so ..." Gaza nodded his head, but in his heart he could not believe it.

"Yes, I see," said Dela lying.

Dela started eating the fried rice until half was left. He put the spoon quite hard on the plate.

Dela glanced sharply at Gaza. He drank and then walked away from Gaza. Gaza rolled his eyes lazily. He brought out his upset style, which was nagging.

"Ck is already in, not spent. Don't know yourself once!"

Gaza began to grow angry with Dela's attitude which was very annoying for him. Dela simply raised her hand up, then continued to pass away. He did not answer Gaza.

"Oh yes." Dela stopped and turned around. "Thanks. Yeah ... Although your cooking is not my taste," ridiculed Dela with the side of the raised lip. "Bye!"

"Basic wong crazy!" shout Gaza.

Gaza is upset. He even placed the pot on the stove until the sound of the meeting between stainless steel and the stove filled the room.

"Why did I even want to make him food when it ends this way." Gaza grumbling.

Gaza regrets having made fried rice for Dela. If you know food is not spent like that, it is better not to bother–repot struggling in the kitchen.

"Be careful! Next time I don't care!"

Gaza starts cleaning up leftovers of dirty money equipment to clean. Residual– leftover food that was slightly splattered also he cleaned.

"Haij ... Yes it is rather than redundant" said Gaza.

In the end he finished off the rest of Dela's food. He is hungry, but if he has to endure hunger he is still strong. Now the plate was clean without any rice left there.

While in the middle room, Dela rescues the television. The look in his eyes stared at the lit screen, but his mind went the other way.

"Hahaha gratefully you ate my side rice!" inner Dela.

Impressed a little annoying and brash. But behind it all, he just wants Gaza to eat. The prestige of being too high makes him not want to lower his pride or look good for Gaza. Or it's the chain that's going to attack him.

Meanwhile, on the other hand, in the residence of Yohandrian, Tere was busy making vegetable leaves for Gea so that ASI Gea a lot. Having twins is not easy. In fact, often Gea runs out of breast milk itself because it needs 2 babies at once.

Tere tasted his cooking. Face sparkles. The taste of the dish is already on the tongue. He took the bowl and brought it upstairs to give it to Gea.

"Here, Ge, lunch."

"Well, what's this Bun?"

"It's a vegetable katuk leaf. This vegetable is good for multiplying your ASI."

Tere told him some of the benefits of the leaves, making Gea enthusiastic.

"Waaahh well then Bun. It's good, isn't it weird?"

Tere shook his head while smiling warmly. "Nake it."

"Oke Bun, thank you. Gea eat ya."

Tere nodded. While Gea began to eat simple food made by Tere. There was a sense of happiness tucked inside him. Although Gea was in the house of in-laws, in fact he had in-laws who loved him and even cared deeply about him and his two children.

"Spend, Ge. Watch out if it's not spent" Tere said with a slight threat. He just wants his son-in-law and grandson–his grandson is healthy always.

Gea kissed the mother-in-law's cheek briefly and then gave a small laugh.

"Yes, dear Mother... "

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