For Betrayal

My Husband

Sintia stands with her eyes wide. She couldn't believe her husband was actually cooking for her.

Sintia looks around the room, looking for if ad chef or anyone who might help Verrel make all these dishes.

Yet, still. There's no one in this house. There's only the two of them.

"Waw, is this really you cooking?"

"Sure, let's sit down"

Verrel took the plate, then filled it with rice.

"Whatever the food is, we should eat rice, even a little"

Verrel applies his worth to a mother who is advising her son.

Seeing that Verrel was going to get her meat and vegetables, Sintia immediately tried to prevent it.

"Verrel let me, I can be alone "

"Today you're not okay, so let me serve you "

"But here I am your wife, let me serve you" protested Sintia.

Verrel paid no heed to her, she kept doing what she wanted to do. Get some rice and some meat.

"Stop protesting, and eat a lot. I don't know if my cooking is good or not, what's important is that I make you breakfast"

Huff...

"All right, I give up. I will enjoy today as queen, but not tomorrow. I will repay my king's treatment."

"Of course, you have to serve me. At least in bed" whispered the man teasingly. Sintia immediately gave her a punch on the shoulder

"Basic bawdy"

Verrel chuckled he sat down in front of Sintia, then took food for himself.

Sintia enjoys a steak made by Verrel, It feels very special. The meat feels very soft, the seasoning is also very fitting on the tongue Sintia.

"What's your agenda today?"

"I don't know, I just want to enjoy this day by relaxing. Especially with my condition" replied Sintia, she devoured her rice.

After finishing the meal, Sintia immediately lifted her former dinner plate into the sink. He wants to wash the dishes

However, just a few steps. Back to grimacing in pain.

Verrel was surprised, he left his food behind and went straight to his wife. Very sweet.

"Let me, you're still recovering. "

Verrel took over the plate from Sintia's hand, then took it to the sink, all the while carrying the plate as well.

"No Verrel, it won't heal if I don't get used to it"

"Remain honey, this is too soon. I'm sure you've suffered a lot with that pain!"

"I'll do it" Verrel said.

Sintia let out a sigh of resignation, she sat back down. Watching Verrel washing dirty dishes from the granite dining table.

"I'm not out of thought, you look like an arrogant man, have a lot of members. But you can do all this?"

"Of course honey, for stomach affairs I prefer to cultivate it myself. Not that I don't trust cooks." Verrel explained.

After taking care of everything, Verrel invited Sintia to sit on the sofa in the middle room. Blame the television so his wife wouldn't get bored. He opened his phone. Check the reports that his men sent.

"Verrel, this is a complex away from the city."

"Then?"

"When you want to shop, where should you go?"

"You just tell me, I'll bring everything for you"

"Ok well, later in the afternoon I will take you around" said Verrel resigned.

"Oh yeah Verrel, I want to get my stuff at home"

"All right, I'll drive you"

"I can do it myself!" protest Sintia, making Verrel immediately divert his eyes from the phone screen to the face of Sintia.

"Like her, I have to correct your disputing nature!"

"I'll drive you!" verrel sounded a little pushy.

Sintia nodded in resignation, rationing Verrel was the same as refuting the wall. He won't take it. After all, this was not a bad idea either. Verrel can accompany her, helping her if her parents do something unexpected.

"okay"

Verrel put down his phone, he took something out of the wallet.

"Here, new account for you. I've also transferred some money into her. So, you can use that money to meet your needs, and our needs. Wear it as you like, I don't give you any limits"

Sintia wanted to reject her, but she thought more wisely. Verrel did all this as a husband, so Sintia could not refuse him. He received the ATM card, and kept it.

Seeing how Verrel's attitude is far 100% from before, makes Sintia feel their marriage is like a real marriage.

Verrel does not hesitate to cook and clean dirty dishes. Unlike Rendi, don't drive dirty dishes, just hold the faucet she never. Rendi used to leave her mark on the dining table.

After feeling a little better, and walk normally though slowly. Sintia and Verrel go to Sintia's parents' house.

They simultaneously came out of the house, seen many children complex children were playing in their yard.

The boy looks like Verrel, they cheer for Verrel and invite the man to play.

The children had to swallow their disappointment, because Verrel could not play with them. The man and his wife had to leave.

"More times, my husband will play with you"

"Promise??"

"Sure!"

"Yeeee"

Sintia smiled, she liked to see the boy cheering happily.

Sintia gets in the car, Verrel opens the door for her.

"Thank you"

Then Verrel got around his car and got into the steering wheel.

The car drove fast, splitting the road that was not too crowded. Because this peaceful complex is a little remote, located on the outskirts of town.

"Hm...Later, I'll take my car. To get to the office, I need a car" said Sintia opened the conversation, since then they just remained silent in silence.

"No need, if you need a car. We'll buy it later"

"But I have a car. Why buy again"

"No Sintia, now you are my wife. Whatever your needs are, I'll fulfill them."

"Alright my husband" Sintia smiled back. Somehow she felt Verrel's words sound sweet in her ears.

Verrel turned his head, his hands moved caressing Sintia's hair.

"Whatever happens, I'm with you. You don't have to be afraid. Understood?"

Sintia nodded in understanding, she replied to her husband's words with a sweet smile.

Upon his arrival at the home of Sintia's parents, they were welcomed by his art.

"Miss Sintia, are you back???"

"Where are Mom and Dad?" Sintia enters the house, accompanied by Verrel who faithfully walks beside her.