Getting Stuck With A Fake Husband

EXCUSE

💌 ENTANGLED WITH FAKE HUSBAND 💌

 

🍀 HAPPY READING 🍀

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At 02:00 in the morning Yara was sneaking out of her room. To make sure everything was safe, Yara turned her head left and right. Safe. All the residents of the house are completely asleep. Yara looked down to make sure that no one was in the living room.

He quietly stepped his foot down the stairs. Yara a little deg-degan. He should have stopped, but he couldn't back down anymore. This time he was determined by his plan. Yara took a deep breath and exhaled. Rituals that he usually does if he is nervous.

Up to the bottom floor, Yara stepped towards the kitchen. He opened the luxurious door slowly so as not to make a sound. He closed the door slowly. As soon as he got out.

"Hkk!!!" Yara gasped as she held her chest when she saw Billy in the kitchen.

"Miss Yara," Billy frowned looking at Yara.

Yara put her index finger in her mouth. Gesture to not be noisy. "Sssstttt.your voice, someone will hear it."

"Huh?" Billy is confused. "What are you doing? do you need anything?" Ask Billy.

"I just went to the toilet for a while" Yara replied.

Billy scrunched his forehead again. Feels weird. "Is there no toilet in your room?"

"Emmm...Emm..." Yara scrunched her face. His heart was beating fast at this moment. If Mr. Miles finds out that Yara is wandering around at this hour, he'll get in trouble. Yara quickly turned her head looking for a reasonable answer.

"Actually I want to eat Bill's ramen noodles. Can I cook it?" yara said with a clear face, her face pursed while playing her fingernails. "You know for yourself if I ask Brigitta's mother, she won't allow it. Because Brigitta's mother thought ramen noodles were unhealthy food. So, I secretly want to cook it."

Bill understood too. "What if I cook it, I happen to want to eat ramen noodles too."

"Huh?" Yara stumbled unexpectedly. Actually eating ramen noodles is just the reason.

Billy tilted his head to look at Yara. "How's it?" He said as he raised both his eyebrows along with a charming smile review.

"Gosh, how's this?" This means lying brings disaster. He cannot refuse. If he lied again, there's no Billy would believe it. He finally agreed.

"But wait a minute, before we cook the ramen noodles, I go to the toilet first..." Yara doesn't need confirmation from Billy. He quickly left Billy. His bare feet nimblely stepped swiftly on the marble floor. Half ran to the toilet in the kitchen. Billy who saw Yara in a hurry did not put any suspicions at all.

Yara exhaled with her mouth as soon as she reached the toilet. He held his chest that was beating fast. Her breathing was still stained, yet Yara tried to calm down. Carefully, Yara leads to the toilet made of ceramic and white. Yara fumbles around looking for something. And it's true that there's a record he's looking for there. A paper that is folded with a very small size and taped with a double tip so as not to get wet.

Yara breathed a sigh of relief as she saw the note was not broken. With a thin smile, Yara pulled it out and put it in her pants pocket. Yara exhaled a long breath. After being quite calm, Yara observed herself in front of the mirror while tidying up her hair. He came out of the toilet and walked in leisurely. Billy looked towards Yara. With her cleverness Yara managed to catch her breath so as not to look nervous. But anyway, this action has always been the most stressful scene for him. At least the paper was in his hands.

Yara smiled as she saw Billy preparing ramen noodles. Billy is the son of Brigitta's mother who lives in Miles' residence as well. They get to know each other when Yara is assigned to prepare food for Frey. Billy is the gardener who takes care of Lady Victoria's favorite plant.

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Yara prepared the cooked ramen noodles. Seeing Yara busy, Billy smiled. He watched Yara who was doing food plating. Yara took the position and composition of the food very seriously to show its high artistic value and quality. Usually this plating art he saw on television shows conducted by professional chefs who are trained and experienced. Now it was like watching directly. Although just ramen noodles, Billy saw that Yara cooked it with a sincere heart.

"It's only fitting that Mr. Miles doesn't want another waiter to prepare his meal." Inner Billy.

Yara prepared two bowls of ramen noodles for them to enjoy.

Two bowls of ramen noodles were served with smoke still billowing over it. He put it on the table in the kitchen. Not to forget the fried onions, oyster sauce, lombok slices, he prepared on the table as a friend to eat ramen.

"Now we're eating Billy," Yara puts a bowl of ramen in front of Billy.

Suddenly Billy's face sparkled to see the ramen noodles presented in front of him. The ramen dish is so interesting that it arouses the appetite to eat it immediately. It was like ramen noodles that he had eaten at a famous Japanese restaurant in the middle of the city.

"It's really like in a Japanese restaurant, Miss Yara."

"Sure dong, who used to be his chef." Yara smiled praising herself.

Billy laughed crisply and sniffed the smoke that was billowing.

"It's just right that Mr. Miles likes your cooking." Billy says.

Billy invites Yara selfie ria before accompanying the second by second time eating ramen. After taking some photos to become a memory. Yara invites Billy to taste her cooking.

"How's it?" Yara leaned her body slightly and smiled. His face looked serious awaiting judgment from Billy.

"Gosh, it tastes really good. " Billie points gestur okay by connecting her thumb and index finger.

"really?" Yara again smiled to get praise from Billy.

Their right hand plays chopsticks while a loyal spoon is with his left hand.

"You're such a good chef, Miss Yara."

"Ohhhh.... I'm really flattered. And you know, ramen dishes are complicated foods." Yara said with a serious expression.

"really?"

"Hmmmm, the characteristic of ramen in Japan is seen from the texture of noodles, side dishes, aromas, to the viscosity of the sauce and spices contained in it. So we ourselves must indeed really determine the quality of ramen itself."

"I just found out, have you ever studied cooking? all I see is that you're an expert at cooking."

"If I cook everyday, of course I can. Mommy can cook. I once walked into a Japanese restaurant kitchen to take a peek at how to cook good ramen noodles."

"Can you get into the kitchen? "

"The chef was my best friend."

"Oh, huh?"

"You know, from the mix and the dose of spices, the texture quality of noodles, to how to stir the kalduah, everything is different. To produce quality ramen, the presenter needs to pay attention to the details of the making, said the chef of the ramen noodle restaurant." Yara was clearly so enthusiastic. They are like close friends.

"Himply the ramen noodles I enjoy are different. "

"If you just produce ramen alone maybe the output of ramen noodles is good. But, if you add passion to it, the result is ramen noodles become more delicious and filling in the hearts of the audience." Said Yara folding both her hands on the table. Stop for a moment to enjoy his homemade ramen noodles.

"It's amazing, maybe tonight I can't sleep because I'm so happy to enjoy this ramen you made."

"Ahhhh." Yara smiled as she covered her mouth with her hands.

On the sidelines enjoying the noodles with her chopsticks, Yara sipped the ramen sauce. He imitated the Korean style he had seen.

"The fruit should also be enjoyed like that?" Billy linked to his two eyebrows, frowning confusedly paying attention to Yara's every move.

"Yes... Just try..."Yara said chuckling.

Billy nodded and did as Yara did, sipping the ramen sauce.

After eating a bowl of ramen, Yara and Billy compactly say one word.

"The..."

"Maha."

They looked at each other and laughed. Each showed a neat, white arrangement of teeth with an indescribable happy face. Eating ramen together, of course this moment will always be remembered. After Yara tidied the bowl of noodles and cleaned the table. Yara and Billy finally choose to sleep in their respective rooms.

While on the other side. Since Yara came out of the room. Frey had been watching over the girl who was already his wife. In all the rooms in his house installed cctv. No exception in Yara's room. Even when Yara was sleeping or doing other activities, Frey could clearly see her.

SERIATE.....

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