I Know Your Secret's

My Strange Wife

Later that night, I stared at the laptop while typing something. I glanced at my wife working on something that was definitely a chore. I can see at this time he is frustrated to finish his job.

"why is your face so tangled?" I made him turn to look at me.

"iiih, the task is hard, count!!" his grunts then turned to look at his task. I sighed softly, looking lazily at my wife. He is not trying to get the answer, he is busy nagging not because.

"it's done, baby, not glared at me." I said and then he walked while carrying his duties to me.

"mending you help me again bang, it seems you have no job other than to bother me" he said.

Sorry, I disturbed him. I regretted in my heart. I shook my head, "no, do it yourself. That's not my field." I refused. Dasha immediately frowned and slammed her body into the bed.

"hey, where there are people who can instantly, put in the effort!" my sermons looked at my wife rolling around in the mattress. I just clucked in annoyance then took the elbow stick that is usually used to support the body when one of the middle legs sprained for a while. Dasha who saw me walking out, she was surprised. "the limp went where?" tanyanya rough. I turned to look at him sharply, "cih, you're this. My leg sprained for saving your life, you know!! you're so careless." I'm worried about staring at him.

While the girl was grinning softly," hehehehe." she said as innocent. I just shook my head slowly, then walked out. I could not believe Dasha was following me from behind.

"why are you following me??" my question immediately turned around making her follow me silently without having time to brake and hit my body.

"hoo, why are you playing stop suddenly anyway bang??" his grunt while stroking his temple.

"why are you following me???" many wonder.

"yes want to eat" he answered briefly, he swiftly helped me walk up to the kitchen. Dasha quickly took the water and gave it to me. I salute the sensitivity of this girl.

"thanks."

"iyaa," he exclaimed as he rummaged through the storage cabinet. I was amazed to see my wife looking for something.

"what are you looking for?" I asked, Dasha turned to me. "it was instant noodles. Today I want to eat it, so I can do the job." he exclaimed.

"where there are people after eating micin, be smart." I muttered again.

"there are, for example, me. You know bang,Monday eat noodles,Tuesday eat noodles,Wednesday eat noodles,Thursday hmm break first. Trus Friday eating noodles,Saturday martabak. Hmmm the delicacy of the earthly Heaven." he exclaimed then with glee he found a pack of instant noodles.

"gilaaa, is your gut safe?" I just clucked in disbelief.

Dasha nodded, "so far I'm fine. But if it hurts to drink milk let the poison be neutral." he said while taking the pot.

"hey theory as to where it is, it is true that milk is for neutral poisons. But your diet is not healthy Dasha." My advice made her sigh slowly.

"oh no, our doctor's father started spraying his spiritual flush. Hey I eat this noodle once a month yaa" he said.

"what about once a month, you said then noodles every day" I said remembering the girl's words.

"Thursday is the same Saturday with a different menu. It will not be every day dong." he exclaimed to make me have to pat the eel.

"geez, son, start tonight. My food is good, you can't protest this. I'm your husband, so you as a wife have to obey the husband." I said using a secret weapon. Of course Dasha cannot argue let alone with his obligations as a wife, namely obeying the orders of the husband.

"yes.iyaaa. Then the noodles that have been cooked tonight must be flanked??" tanyanya looked at me.

"yes, eat. Baby, you've made noodles. Then what are you waiting for, you eat." take me to Dasha. Dasha immediately took two spoons and bowls, and then she moved the noodles in a large bowl.

"this is enough?" tanyanya looked at me, I nodded slowly. I looked towards Adara taking something.

"what are you looking for?" askaku.

"i'm looking for chili powder. This is it!!" his ghost quickly picked up the chili powder. Dasha immediately sat down in front of me smabil pouring chili powder that looks spicy.

"jeez, how ordinary. This I usually eat when I'm stressed again, this is very ordinary just like me." he immediately stirred his noodles flat.

"yes but right, your shattered hull will be Dashaa." my protest stared intently at him.

"no papa bang, every once in a while. I want to vent my stress." he said suddenly sad. I caught Dasha's unusual-looking face.I should have realized from the beginning, if Dasha wasn't okay. The girl looked silent as she sipped her noodles.

"what's wrong?" I asked gently while holding her hand. Dasha shook her head and kept sipping her noodles.

Okay, maybe I'll ask her again when she calms down. I muttered to let Dasha enjoy that super spicy noodle. I just sipped some of the food in front of me. My hunger began to evaporate when I saw Dasha's look.

He still did not calm down as well.my murmurs looked at him intensely, then I glanced towards the wall clock that showed twelve o'clock at night.

"euugh!!" the rifle surprised me. Dasha looks relaxed.

"Alhamdulillah" he said slowly, while cleaning up his food, then he glanced at my bowl which still had a lot of noodles left.

"eh brother? not eaten?" he asked as if nothing had happened. I was confused looking at him, when he looked sad and moody, but now the girl looked relaxed and calm after eating the super spicy instant noodles.

"are you okay?" I was a little worried, however, I was curious about the sad look that Dasha had shown earlier.

"me? I'm fine." she replied.

I scratched my nape not itchy, but had to say what else to her.

"are you not sad anymore, Dasha?" ask again.

"uh uh? i'm sad? when?" the confused Tanyanya looked at me.

"ah, let's forget it." I said resignedly not bring it up again. Dasha nodded, then took my bowl and started sipping my noodles.

"astaga, are you still not full???" I stared at him in disbelief.

"it's a shame to be banished, you're going to bang." he replied casually. Dasha then pointed her spoon towards my mouth, "open your mouth bang!" the question is, I'm following his orders.

It tastes better, when it was not as good as this. murmured me while enjoying a mouthful of Dasha. Dasha who glanced at me smiled happily, and bribed me again until the noodles were not left.

"well, this is delicious" he said and raised the former of our meal both kedapur. Without further ado, he washed the bowl.

I walked with a stick towards her, Dasha who knew I was getting closer, she stopped me.

"eh bang, don't come here! it's slippery, you can fall again later!!" yells.

"i'm not as weak as you say."

"ck,iyaa.iya you are not weak. But, you're limping. If you fall who's hard? I'm also." scolded while shaking my waist.

"ooo so you're not willing to help your husband, are you?" I shouted while advancing one step towards him. Dasha's drunkenness sees me getting closer to her.

"bang Zayyan!!!" the screech immediately spontaneously flushed soapy water at me.

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"Dashaaaaa!!!"