Love Blanket Revenge

CBD # Episode 71

Qari woke up first, as yesterday - and she kept watching her husband whom she loved dearly. The sweet face and plump manta feathers became opium for Qari of Alzam. Although the skin is milk coffee chocolate, but Qari is very loving, and all become an attraction that can not be forgotten.

She loved Alzam very much. Her sweet face never bored Qari.

"Are you awake, baby?" tanya Qari recalled the morning yesterday the woman was successfully bullied by her Husband.

Quite a long time Qari was silent, waiting for an answer from Alzam, but there was still no sign that the man was already well. Even Qari saw that Alzam's sleep was still very good.

"O Allah this must be because I have made him massage my feet almost overnight, so that Alzam was soybean and had rations wake up to dawn prayers, but still soy sauce," said Qari, he was very afraid that later Alzam's problem fell ill, because of him.

This morning Qari also woke up early and cleaned himself and carried out his duties as a Muslim who since he became the wife of Alzam, Qari always carried out his duties as a Muslim, he said, things he had always ignored.

After that, Qari hurried out of the room to prepare breakfast for the husband who seemed to be very exhausted. Instead of last night's massage, Qari will make a special dish for her husband.

With a very mediocre knowledge even minimal and more impressed imposing. Qari made food for Alzam, seafood fried rice became Qari's choice for breakfast for her and her husband.

Many times Qari tasted his cooking, not forgetting also Qari read prayers as long as he cooked, Qari was well aware that the science of cooking is very mediocre.

However, because she wanted to give something special so that Qari also wanted to cape-cape making cooking for her husband menu which she said was very, very special.

"Miss, wouldn't it be better for Auntie Ajah to cook. Aunty was afraid that the big master was angry," said one of the housekeepers who was in charge of cooking for the guests staying at the villa.

"It's okay Bi. I am not a cook yet, but for the sake of my husband, I will be very hard to learn," Qari replied without waiting long and lazing. One plate of seafood fried rice is ready and Qari will bring him to eat in the room.

"Tumben, people aren't up yet?" inward Qari with eyes circulated to a room that was still neatly closed and also a dining table that was still clean even the menu for breakfast was still not addressed.

Qari stared at the clockwork on the wall. "It's seven o'clock in the morning, but why haven't you woken up yet?" qari again. "Ah maybe they are soy sauce and are currently resting," added Qari did not want to take a headache and at this time he will go to his room and show Alzam if he can cook.

Qari entered the room to coincide with Alzam who had just finished cleaning his body. His hand in a nimble motion continued to rub his half-wet hair. A shady smile was seen from his fresh face.

"I thought you were with the others for a morning walk on the beach. It turns out you're out from the outside" Alzam said as soon as he saw Qari still in the villa.

"Well, are they walking to the beach?" qari asked with a bit of surprise.

"Dad, don't you know?" ask Alzam back. Makes Qari itch, and scratch the nape of his neck.

Qari shook his head weakly, but a moment later he smiled again. She realized that it was more comfortable and quiet at home with her husband. Remembering her pregnant body and her prone legs hurt again.

Still fortunately last night there was Alzam who sp alaciously memijitnya, so that the morning he woke up already in a state of fresh again. To this day she will be a wife who knows what her husband says. So as not to trouble Alzam anymore.

"No, I'm not interested in going for a walk anymore either. And since you were a good husband last night, I made you breakfast this morning." Qari gave fried rice that he cooked purely from the processed ladder itself.

"Here are you cooking, honey?" alzam asked in a soft voice and also a facial expression that described him as not believing too much. That the fried rice that Qari brought was his wife's cooking.

"Yes, it's me who cooks honey. Especially for you, but sorry well if it feels a little surprising tongue," said Qari by showing her face. He was well aware that his cooking was far from delicious.

"Hay honey, a chef was once a man who couldn't cook. But because he is willing to learn and never give up so that the cuisine is very liked by people and said to be delicious. Believe me you will also be sam like Chef cuisine is delicious and many miss the cuisine," martial Alzam very soft voice every advise makes Qari not feel discouraged. Qari felt challenged.

"Thank you, I feel more eager to learn every time I hear your motives." Qari's eyes were already reddened. But Alzam immediately diverted the taste of Haru Qari.

"Am I allowed to eat the fried rice, it feels like worms in the stomach of your husband has been protesting to immediately taste the cuisine as special as the wife," Alzam god, by taking the nose bangir Qari.

"Can I feed you?" qari asked in embarrassment, fearing that Alzam would object to realizing his wish.

"Sure, honey, I'd be happy and happy if you'd bribe me." Alzam leads Qari to the balcony where they will dine on the balcony of the room with a direct view of the beach. Very beautiful scenery and very pampering the eyes let alone bribed by his beloved wife. It felt like happiness belonged to only one Alzam.

"Darling, are you sure it's you cooking?" alzam asked with his eyes still widened perfectly. And also chew lips slowly.

Qari began to worry the woman lowered her head with a faint nod. Qari had guessed that Alzam would praise his cooking, but he knew that the taste of his cooking was very bad.

"It's the best fried rice I've ever eaten" Alzam praised with two thumbs up a proud smiling face.

However, Qari actually showed a dislike attitude when Alzam praised him like that. Qari prefers Alzam to be honest and he will try to improve his cooking.

"Darling why you don't like it, you can cook so delicious?" ask Alzam. The man also had a fear that Qari was sad because there was wrong talk.

"I'm just sad, why don't you be honest if my cooking is not good, or even not good at all. I'll take it," said Qari, looking down with a heated eyelid.

Alzam smiled, and his hand picked up a scoop of fried rice with a color that was slightly more brown than what Alzam or Tantri cooked. But it does taste good.

"You open your mouth" said Alzam, and Qari with a sad face and forced to obey. A spoonful of fried rice made it into Qari's mouth. The same reaction as himself, Alzam could see from Qari.

"Darling is this the fried rice I cooked earlier?" ask Qari in surprise.

Alzam just chuckled and nodded. "How's it feel?" tanya Alzam and Qari straight thumbs up.

"But I think I was dreaming for him why is it so good to cook me?" lirih Qari and Alzam laughed again with his wife's behavior. Even anyone who saw that married couple would definitely be envious.

... Who is envious...?