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"Yes, it's okay to do as you please. I just want to say, bring me dinner to the hospital later."
"Eat with me too" he continued.
No no no no no
The sound of knives clashing against each other with saucers while cutting vegetables rang out loud in the kitchen of Nara's apartment.
"Huh.." let's breathe again and again when it comes from Nara.
As soon as he said that one long sentence, Zayn immediately disconnected the phone without saying anything.
"She let him tell me, ck ck ck.." Nara grumbled.
Nara deftly prepared a healthy dinner for Zayn, full of vegetables and a little meat and nuts.
For some reason tonight Nara is eager to make a soup with vegetables such as cabbage, broccoli, carrots and potatoes plus peas and shrimp in it.
Very crowded...
Finished cooking, Nara immediately took a bath to refresh her own body that was sweating after cooking.
Tonight Nara uses a brown suit with black shoes and bags as sweetener.
Once he finished tidying his face and hair, Nara immediately went out and prepared the food he had made in his lunchbox.
Drrtt..
Nara picked up her vibrating phone, there was Zayn's name there.
"He called me again" he murmured.
Nara picked up the phone from Zayn, the man's voice was instantly heard at the other end.
"I'll have an impromptu meeting with the hospital officials, just come later and go into my room. Aeri's on duty." said Zayn.
Nara immediately flicked her lips, she was just about to leave and Zayn said this.
"I was just leaving, the meeting was long? I don't want to wait for you." she asked.
"Waiting for a good husband for you. It won't be long anyway, just an hour" he replied.
Nara smiled her smile, ah not long turned out.
"An hour yes."
"Yes, after all, if you leave now you'll be there in 30 minutes, the road outside is quite jammed" he said.
Nara blinked her eyes, ah shit.. Nara hates being stuck in traffic.
"If I go later how? so as not to get stuck." asked Nara.
"Please Mrs Xavier, you can leave at any hour as long as you get here before I finish the meeting" he said.
"Or I'll make you some soup for dinner."
Glutton..
Nara stared at her box of soup for dinner.
Why is Zayn talking like he knows I'm cooking soup? jeez interior.
"You listening? I want a meeting now. Remember an hour." said Zayn.
Tit
The phone call was immediately interrupted, "I have to leave now if it's like that, the traffic jam is unpredictable" he said.
Nara immediately closed the box and put it in a paper bag. He rushed downstairs and took his car through the crowded city streets that night.
As soon as she reached the street, Nara immediately looked around her and stared at the street in front of her as well.
Longitudinal.
Tonight's streets are even more lengthened than usual.
Then where's the jam?
"Did he prank me?" mummified Nara.
Nara runs her car slowly but soon her car has arrived at the hospital parking lot.
Nara parked her car next to Zayn's.
"Ck ck ck. The day he brought the white car." he murmured.
Black, red, yellow, white, gray and the latter blue were used by Nara.
Everything is neatly lined up. He found out yesterday when he met the guards.
Slowly Nara got down from the car, she stared at the road ahead.
"Ck, he pranked me. What a jam..even I can get to faster than usual even though the speed is slow." grimaced.
Nara walked inside the hospital, the nurses and other fellow doctors greeted her warmly.
"Good night, Miss Nara." said one of the nurses.
"Night.." answered Nara with a sweet smile.
Now she is getting used to it all, getting used to everyone's gaze and how they have come to respect her as Zayn's wife.
Nara climbed upstairs in a special elevator for Zayn. Let it go, Zayn angry? no problem he thought.
Ting
As the elevator opened, Nara exited the elevator and walked straight to Zayn's room.
In front of Zayn's room, the table where Aeri usually writes was empty.
"Ah Aeri is really on duty." murmured Nara.
Zayn didn't lie about this.
Real nice.
Nara opened the door of Zayn's room and entered it.
"Ohuk. uhukk.."
Nara closed her own nose and mouth and opened the door wide.
"Well.he spilled a ton of perfume here?" his gerrick.
Nara's nose immediately hurt as well as her throat.
The money is so piercing.
"Ouh. I think he's crazy now." Nara grumbled.
Nara placed her paper bag on the table and sat down on the chair.
Didn't want to go into Zayn's room, which made him claustrophobic with his perfume.
"Huh, I have to wait here again?" he mumbled in disbelief.
Upstairs, the room was this wide and there was only herself in it.
Who wouldn't be afraid to be alone like Nara? horror is so feeling.
But how else, Nara kept waiting there patiently.
In less than an hour, the elevator doors opened and Zayn walked out.
"Zayn even remained handsome after a long day of work ck ck ck.." decak Nara.
Zayn, who saw Nara in front of his room, gave a faint smile.
"Well.are you really afraid to make soup, huh?" ask Zayn and get closer to Nara.
Nara beedecak looked at Zayn sharply, "You're deliberately lying to me?" tanyakanya.
"You're pranking me, huh?" ask again.
Zayn was silent then laughed after understanding the direction Nara spoke.
"You are easily deceived, hahahaha." he laughed.
Nara looked at him with vengeance. It's good that Zayn is working on it like this.
Zayn took a slow breath, "It's important you don't make soup" he said.
"Let's go in. I'm hungry."
Zayn went straight into his room, and Nara followed him from behind.
But once inside it turns out the fragrance of Zayn perfume is still quite stinging. Though he had long enough to leave the door open so that the air inside could change.
"Akhh. Doctor, did you pour a ton of perfume here? the smell is so stinging." Nara.
Zayn shook his head, "No, the fragrance is as usual. Your nose's the one with the problem." Looks good and tries to be okay.
Though Zayn also wanted to vomit smell the smell of his own room that was so stinging.
"really? ah. but it's true, the smell is so piercing it feels like I'm going to die" said Nara.
Zayn clucked and then pinned Nara's head slowly using a ballpoint pen.
"You won't die just from perfume, don't lose it."