FIRST NIGHT (Season 1, 2, And 3)

Chapter.10 - What happened to Alena?

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The morning in the kitchen was very noisy. Alena deliberately played Wanna One music out loud. Mustering the song One Love, while occasionally his sweet lips join singing the song of his favorite Korean boyband.

His ten fingers agilely wriggled, decorating and arranging cup cake on a slender plate. His body is dancing to the beat of a song. Many times he observed, cradling freshly made small cakes out of the oven. On top of the cup cake, she added strawberries, cherries, and grapes. The distinctive sweet aroma is strong, spreading throughout the kitchen. Even to the rooms and living room. Anyone would surely be lulled into smelling her scent.

Nevan sniffs out true pleasure through her sense of smell. Stomach tickling. As if beckoning, wanted to taste the high-calorie food that his wife made.

"Yesterday made a full brownie. The day after that make bolu roll two trays intact. Now, make this much cap cake. I see, tomorrow your schedule is for cookies or nastar. Long time our house could be an impromptu cake shop." Nevan grumbling.

He had just come out of the room, still trying to button some open pajama buttons. His face was less excited. Maybe because all night had to be overtime with a stack of office documents.

Nevan's upset, there's a lot of cake Alena made. None of them can taste. Unless only his nose receives the delicacy of the cake mercilessly. Alena has banned Nevan from eating her cake. The reason said, the cake was shared with his neighbors and closest friends.

"Don't be noisy, Van. Take a shower, then go to work!" alena's orders shook her hands. He went to the room to check his cell phone.

"Darling! Have you forgotten I'm your husband?! How many days have you not prepared breakfast for me. Not hot water either! I was busy making cakes!" Nevan complains.

Nevan lowered lunglai's head. He turned around, about to follow in his wife's footsteps. But as soon as he got to the front door of the room, the door was slammed hard by Alena. The man had to accept a door kiss on his face. Nevan stroked the chest, neutralizing a heart spike that almost escaped from her confinement.

"Darling! Open door!" frustrated scream.

There was no response from within. I don't know what Alena was doing at the time. Nevan took a deep breath. Walk up to the couch and lay your body there. He wanted to be sound, unable to withstand drowsiness.

"My wife's habits are getting weird," he murmured shut his eyes.

"Nevaaaaaaaaannnn!"

Nevan was shocked, suddenly woke up to the source of the sound. He knocked on the door, worried.

"Len, open the door! You're not pa-pa, are you?!" Nevan panicked

The door to the room is open. Alena appeared with a sad look.

"Pity, he's dead"

"Innalilahi .... "

Nevan hugged his wife. Patting Alena's back was full of patience. He doesn't know who Alena means. Instead of being calm, Alena cried.

"Yelli!" alena screamed through her tears.

"Don't be sad, we'll come to your friend's house, okay?" Calming nevan.

I don't know since when Alena became so crybaby. At her age, the girl was the toughest. Falling off the bike, I can still laugh. Teased schoolmate, cuek duck. Boyfriend is also not dizzy.

"Friends?" Alena pulled away, letting go of her worried husband's embrace.

"Yelli's your friend, right?" guess Nevan knows.

"No!"

"Keep who?"

Alena showed me the picture on the phone. Nevan pats jidat. Apparently, Yelli, who is mourned by Alena, is Rendra's cute hamster.

Oh my God. What happened to Alena?

Nevan's soul is in dialogue alone.

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Hmm, what's going on? #prettyhose

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