I Hate My Husband's

21. attention

Chelsea lay on her bed, and she still imagined the incident saw Varrel's face very close to make her heart beat very fast, it turns out Varrel is very handsome when viewed up close.

"why did I think of that incident"

chelsea's muttered.

Varrel who had known all this time that his heart was like a rock, it turns out he never hurt her, when Chelsea once threw shoes he just kept quiet, just silent, and also Chelsea had hit Varrel until his coffee spilled he also just fell silent not scolding Chelsea at all.

and Chelsea didn't think it turned out that a guy like Varrel was her own husband, she just realized about this.

"ah ah, why do I even think he mulu, the important thing is that he is just an enemy, yes an enemy for me"

muttered.

checkered

the sound of the door opening up Chelsea, quickly Chelsea closed her eyes, Chelsea heard the sound of feet coming into her room, it must be Varrel.

not long after that, Chelsea could not sleep, he just closed his eyes, then he tried to open his eyes and saw on the sofa there was Varrel who was asleep, Chelsea woke up and saw Varrel sleeping without pillows and blankets, while the rainy season was cold again.

Chelsea who saw Varrel with a hand on a bandage because of the incident made him not bear to see it, he said,

"wildly let it be"

Chelsea put her body back on the bed, but Chelsea still thought about Varrel, for some reason her heart wasn't strong enough to see Varrel like that, and Varrel's hand was hurt because of him.

When Chelsea got up and walked into the closet to pick up the blanket, Chelsea went to Varrel and saw Varrel's sleeping face make him smile.

"it turns out my husband is"

chelsea said, immediately Chelsea's face bears fruit immediately.

"gue, what the hell"

Chelsea slowly raised Varrel's head and placed a pillow over his head, then enveloped Varrel.

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the next morning Varrel opened his eyes slowly while looking at the window of his room that had been opened to make sunlight into his eyes.

and how shocked Varrel was to see the blanket on his body and also the pillow on his head, he still remembers yesterday he was not wearing a pillow and also this blanket.

"hey wakes up Lo, sleeps mute like a kebo" said Chelsea out of the bathroom, then out of his room.

Varrel thought, what don't you do to put on Chelsea's blanket and pillow?,

yes, who else tried the one in this house except the two of them, it's true that the attached Mak turned out to be very attentive, but why Varrel is still upset with Chelsea because of his behavior and his nonsense that makes him upset.

Varrel went downstairs and smelled the food, he tried to find the source of the smell, arriving in the kitchen turned out Chelsea was cooking.

"Lo make what?" varrel asked, Chelsea looked back.

"cock"

Varrel walked towards Chelse trying to see what kind of cuisine Mak attached to.

"Can I cook fried rice?"

Chelsea were surprised to arrive Varrel was already right behind him,

"ih ngagetin tau"

"sorry" replied Varrel flatly.

"just cook in the kitchen this time"

"means you just cooked this fried rice?"

"yes that's how it is"

Varrel looked at the fried rice made by Chelsea like a charred.

"Lo make it for me too?"

"yes that's all forced, because the fried rice is too much, so the story for Lo"

"whatever you want"

shortly thereafter Chelsea brought two plates in his hand and gave them to Varrel.

"nih" said Chelsea.

when Varrel wants to devour Chelsea cuisine, Chelsea is very deg-deg, hopefully the fried rice is good, because he just tried to make it after seeing the recipe on google.

and Varrel's lap devoured his food, then chewed it, Chelsea still watched him, then Varrel's face changed instantly after chewing on his fried rice.

uhuk uhuk uhuk

Varrel coughs, coughs,

"drink uhuk uhuk" told Varrel, Chelsea panicked and gave Varrel a glass of water, and Varrel drank it.

"this is Chel's charred, it tastes really bitter" Varrel said.

"i'm sorry I didn't know it was a scab, I just cooked this time"

"gue teach you how to cook"

"what?"

Varrel got up from his chair towards the kitchen, Chelsea saw Varrel walking into the kitchen, Varrel looked back.

"let's see, you want me to teach you or not"

"e-eh yes" Chelsea ran towards Varrel,

"this is how it starts...."

Varrel teaches Chelsea how to cook in the kitchen but this time Varrel tries to teach her how to cook the fried rice Varrel often makes at home before her.

so Varrel used to live independently, because he did not want to make his parents difficult and therefore Varrel had his mother teach him the work at home that his mother often did.

when describing how to cook, Chelsea looked up at Varrel's face, seeing the sweat on Varrel's face and neck make it even more cool.

"what the hell am I thinking"

Chelsea murmured,

after a few minutes, then,

"it's done"

"he? just gini doang? very easy"

"this is my mom who taught me"

chelsea's expression suddenly became sad.

"why Lo" asked Varrel.

"Lo delicious yes, taught Mama Lo cook kayak gini, is if I was never taught at all my mama cook, even I often tell mama cook continue for me, it's not at all, true my papa said, if I was a spoiled child, I am not the type of girl who likes men, because I can't what exactly, what exactly, I just won pretty doang in the eyes of the boys"

"Chel, Lo don't humble yourself, Lo is still a teenager, Lo can really change from now on, so you don't have to be sad"

Chelsea saw Varrel's face, though,

"eh sorry I even vent the same lo"

chelsea was embarrassed.

"it's papa, it's fried rice"

"thank you rail"

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chelsea and Varrel.

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