LOVED YOU

CHAPTER 51 - THE MORE ADORABLE

Lala was very happy. He and Andra are currently in a shopping mall.

Andra took him to the place to shop for kitchen needs.

"If you think cooking is difficult, don't cook it." Said Andra while pushing the trolley. He knew Lala could not cook, but wanted to learn.

"Good, Mas." Lala nodded quickly. Andra's attitude has really changed to her.

"What else is there?" ask Andra. He asked his mother to send him any kitchen needs that must be purchased and Mama sent everything to her phone.

Andra also asked for a light and no complicated cooking recipe. Let Lala have no trouble making it.

"Chicken, garlic, chili, tomato..." Lala read the materials.

"It's red chili, this one's cayenne, this is green chili, red onion..." Andra told while putting the material into the trolley.

Lala nodded slowly. He'll remember all that.

"Slow down." Andra so stroked Lala's head. That woman is very serious.

A few moments later, they reached home. Andra got out of the car and took their bags. Lala also helped bring him into the house.

Andra deftly put the ingredients. And Lala noticed.

"I used to live alone abroad, before Papa and Mama followed." Andra explained briefly. That's why he used to do that.

Lala nodded in admiration. Her husband can.

"How to cook rice." Andra gave an example.

Lala looked at everyone. Starting from the dose of rice, how to wash, the dose of water to use the rice cooker.

"Because we're just two, don't cook a lot of rice. Mubajir." Andra reminded Lala to cook just enough of them.

"Now we cook for dinner." Andra. He'll teach Lala how to cook. He also told Lala to cut the material.

Lala saw Andra cooking. Put the ingredients in and stir it. Then give a flavor enhancer.

"Lala... Try to taste." Andra took a spoonful, he blew it first and then fed it. The tongue may blister if it is hot.

Lala took the bribe. "Hmm. delicious, Mom."

"Come, we'll eat." Andra also copied the dishes to the plate.

Andra and Lala ate together.

Lala loves Andra's cooking. It's so delicious. She really salutes, her husband is all-around. He just can't cook it.

After she finished eating, Lala would wash the dishes. But Andra washed it.

"Mas, let's just let Lala." Lala feels bad. It's Andra who's cooking, time to wash the dishes too.

"It's relaxing." Andra is troubled.

Lala who was not happy also chose to rinse the dishes and put on the shelf. They work together in the dishwasher.

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To esokan day. Lala woke up because of the sound of her alarm. He was forced to get up, even though his eyes were very heavy.

"Good morning my love." said Lala, landing a kiss on the lips of her husband who was still asleep.

Lala walked to the bathroom to wash her face. Then he went to the kitchen.

Lala grabs the phone and reads with the focus of one recipe.

"Oh so..." Lala nodded in understanding.

Lala seemed busy preparing breakfast. A little distress when cutting onions, her tears glistened. But still have to complete the mission.

Lala also has difficulty stirring fried rice, in order to blend with the spice. Sweat until it splashes.

"Lumayan." Said Lala after tasting a little. The fried rice has a taste.

Lala again stirred, because the fire was too big fried rice began to burn.

"Ouch ouch... How scorching!" Lala was confused by herself. The fried rice is getting stirred more and more charred.

Trying to calm down, Lala then turned off the stove. And he breathed a sigh of relief. The fried rice can be saved.

With a floating smile, Lala copied onto the plate. Choose the ones that are not broken.

While Andra shook her head to see what Lala did. He had stood long enough, watching over his wife.

'He's been trying!' Andra salutes Lala.

"Later. I'll take a shower."

"Mas, want to work?" lala asked while covering the plate with the hood. Andra will be eating in a minute.

"Yes." Yeah." Anguk Andra's.

Lala is after Andra. He hugged the man's arm.

"May Lala be ready for Mas Andra's clothes?" ask Lala for permission.

"Can." Answer Andra.

Lala smiled too. Together they walked to the room.

Andra is now taking a shower and Lala is busy choosing clothes for Andra to wear.

Lala took out a suit she thought fit. Complete with tie.

Lala immediately threw out a face as Andra came out of the bathroom. Just wrapped around the towel.

"Where's my shirt?" ask Andra.

"Here." Lala gave it to Andra and threw her face back away.

"Lala wait outside, Mom." Lala will step her foot. He'll run away from the room.

"Just here!" pinta Andra who makes Lala not so step.

Andra put on her clothes while looking at Lala who was not looking at her.

"Lala, put my das on!" andra Pinta.

Lala nodded and she began to pair her husband's tie.

"It's over!" lala said she had put it up.

Andra was quite amazed, Lala did it so quickly.

"Lala used to pair Papa's tie." Obviously Lala told me. Andra's face was full of questions.

Andra nodded, deservedly Lala was so proficient.

"Mas, let's have breakfast!" bring Lala. The fried rice is probably cold.

"Later, after I drink milk." Andra.

"Lala make tea, Mas. Let Lala make milk." Lala is still thinking positively.

Andra held Lala by the hand and she held the wife's body. Put it on the nightstand.

"For what else to do, it's already there." Said Andra while unbuttoning Lala's shirt.

Lala just understood, it turned out that milk was her intention.

Before long, Lala's body felt carefree. He also stroked the soft head of Andra who was in his da-da. The man is filling the energy.

After filling up the energy and breakfast, Andra will leave for the office. Lala drove him to the front of the house.

"I'm leaving." Pamit Andra reached out and Lala kissed the back of the hand.

Andra then kissed Lala long on the forehead.

"Be careful at home. If there's an unknown guest, don't open the door." Andra reminded.

"Ready, Lala's husband." Lala answered obediently, laying her hands together as if to pay her respects.

Andra became furious and clapped Lala's hair.

"Mas Andra, what dinner do you want?" ask Lala. Maybe someone wants you to eat, he'll learn to make it.

"What could you have!" Andra will not make it difficult for his wife.

"Yes, already. Later Lala cook something."

"I'm leaving!" Andra got in the car. He smiled at Lala who kept waving her hands.

'Lala-Lala!'

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