Love's Mr. Arrogants

First Duty as a Wife

Clara wriggled her body, her closed eyes slowly opening. The handsome face of a prince, he looked half conscious. Clara widened her smile even more when she saw that handsome face that was sleeping.

"What a handsome man this is," he murmured softly, "emh .. Beautiful dream, waking up has been treated to a handsome face like this."

“Eh.” Suddenly, she rounded her eyes perfectly, she realized that the face of the man in front of her was now, none other than her own husband's face.

"Geez, what time is it." Clara opened her eyes wide and soon woke up from her sleep.

"Ah, fortunately only seven hours," he said shortly after seeing the wall clock that showed at 06.55 am.

Clara slowly came down from the bed, she did not want her husband to wake up due to the movement.

Having managed to get away from the bed, he rushed to the bathroom to clean himself up, and got ready to do the task, on his first day as the wife of the-Edzar Alanska.

 Edzar awoke from his sleep. He narrowed his eyes, looking for the whereabouts of the woman who had become his wife.

He stretched his legs towards the wardrobe room. To get his sportswear.

"Ah, I forgot, he should have prepared all this" he murmured.

Edzar was about to get out of his wardrobe. However, when he opened the door, the two neutrals accidentally saw Clara who was changing clothes.

 Edzar quickly closed the door to the room. And suddenly, the sound of the door buzzing made Clara look back, then dizzy to observe all corners of the room, while covering the kimono towel that was still wrapped in her body.

"Where did the door sound from?" muttered Clara, she hurriedly continued to wear clothes. After she finished wearing her clothes, Clara slowly walked up to the door of Edzar's wardrobe.

His eyes were wide open, and a loud shout came out from his mouth.  "Argh...." Moura shouted loudly, surprised at the presence of Edzar there.

"Sir, what are you doing here?" clara asked to buy her eyes.

"Damn it, it was discovered," said Edzar.

"I'm here to pick up my gym clothes!" answer Edzar ketus.

"No! ... The sound of that door buzzing? ... Did he see me changing clothes?" inner Moura guessed.

"Prepare my clothes!" edzar's decree then passed leaving Clara just like that.

 Edzar sat his body on a chair on the balcony of his room. He could not stop thinking, if so early he would get an unexpected sight.

Suddenly the shadow of Clara's mole body, back in his mind. He had accidentally seen Clara who was hooking her BH rope.

White skin smooth, with two mountain mounds that are still in the shadows, to make Edzar must be smart to calm himself, adjust his breath while holding the junior so as not to wake up from his sleep.

Clara came back to Edzar on the balcony.

Edzar nodded, not wanting to stare at his wife's innocent face. He passed by without leaving a word for his wife.

"Huh, say thank you cake," grumbled Clara in heart.

***

 Clara came down the stairs pretty much. He moved his feet into the kitchen. Again his eyes were made wide open so he saw the atmosphere of the kitchen is very broad, even there it looks some people are busy doing their respective duties. There are those who wash fruits and vegetables, some are busy cooking and some are busy cleaning cookware.

Clara's arrival to the kitchen, certainly makes everyone surprised, because so early, their young Miss has come to the dirty kitchen. One of them approached Clara.

"Good morning Miss, can anyone help?" asked a man named Geriel, he was one of the chefs in this house who also served as the head of the kitchen manager.

"By the morning, I came here to cook breakfast for my husband" Clara said.

Geriel was astonished, frowning his forehead as if in disbelief. "Ka; then let me make Miss. What kind of breakfast do you want?" ask Geriel.

"Emh... usually Mr. Edzar likes breakfast what?" ask Clara.

"For Mr. Edzar's breakfast menu, everything is on that schedule Miss." Point Geriel to one of the small boards on the kitchen wall. Clara approached him and read the writing on the board carefully.

Again he was astonished to see a series of rules, terms and conditions applied in this kitchen.

"Okay ... like this, if the rich are too thin to twist, the breakfast menu until made a schedule for thirty days like this," he murmured in his heart.

"Oh yeah, does the menu here have to match the date?"

"Yes Miss, everything recorded here, has to adjust to the date, and now the date is ten, so the breakfast menu is also number ten," Geriel explained, responding to a slow nod by Clara.

"That means it is true, the saying of people who say, innovating can be called crazy. And this is really a crazy innovation, "Moura's inner self, "plus the lunch schedule, and dinner everything has to be regular, too,

huft .. Yes, maybe this is the life of someone who is too rich."

The ten date menu is clam cowdah.

"All right, let's make a clam cowdah for breakfast this morning," said Clara, patting Geriel on the shoulder and then passing to the kitchen set table, where all the necessary ingredients were taken.

Geriel was still so astonished, with Miss Young's attitude, even she was quite surprised when Clara unafraid to pat her shoulder just like that.

"Miss, let me make Miss," said Geriel, feeling bad.

"No need, I also want to make a special breakfast for my husband" Clara said, developing a fake smile on her face. Acting as if he was really happy to make breakfast for Edzar.

"Huh, if it wasn't for the rules about me being a good wife to her, I wouldn't have made that bad guy breakfast either" she said. Irritating.