Loving Prospective Sister-in-law

Perfect Master

Dara's plan today is to find a shophouse that is cheap but strategic. He wanted to open a cozy food stall like a cafe, delicious but at an affordable price. He had already spoken to Maria before executing this plan. Apart from being a shop, he will also live there. A pretty good plan and it seems fun.

He woke up in a soft sofa. She fell asleep last night while watching an emotionally draining Korean drama. But who turned off the television screen and why did he wear a blanket? Has the Perfect Master returned from Surabaya? If so, why did he not hear of his return?

Maybe he forgot. Dara finally folded her blanket and brought her to her room. When she passed through the front of Kris's room she actually wanted to open the room and see if the man was in her room. But he did not dare to finally try to steal the hear through the wall of the door. There's no sound. Dara shrugged her shoulders maybe the man did not come home, he then began to walk back to his room next to Kris's room.

After cleaning himself, he went downstairs, making breakfast a delicious cornet fried rice but before that he made his favorite cup of black coffee.

Dara who is cool cooking is not aware if there is someone standing behind her because her ears are attached to earphones that play her favorite dangdut song and hum melodious. He did a little wobble while processing his cooking.

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Kris nosedived one eyebrow when he saw Dara rocking his duck while he only wore a tank top and hotpants.She then sat at the kitchen bar table facing Dara, take that glass cup and start drinking it enjoying a free concert at his house.

Dara was turning around carrying a hot teflon pan surprised when she saw Kris sitting in front of her.

"Oh my God," cried Dara as if she were seeing a ghost. He's holding his chest.

"You're home yet? Why not tell me?" ask Dara. He went to the shelf and took the plate and put the rice on the plate.

"Do I have to? I own this house and you're not my wife!" kris said it sucks as always. Dara rolled her eyes lazily. If it wasn't for him sleeping in this house he would have thrown that hot face into Perfect Master's face.

"At least I can make two servings of breakfast and two cups of coffee" said Dara saw his coffee cup in a drink by Kris.

"It should be too bitter, maybe because your life is bitter so you make it without sugar" said Kris made Dara open her mouth wide. He had poured two teaspoons of sugar into that cup. It must have been sweet.

"Maybe you need to add a shovel of sugar to make it taste sweet" Dara replied. "It feels bitter but you've exhausted it." Dara stared intently at the cup.

Kris saw the coffee in the cup was almost gone.

"I'm thirsty and I saw the coffee without me knowing it had run out when it tasted so bitter."

"What breakfast do you want me to make, maybe this fried rice doesn't suit your taste" said Dara. "Or are you going to make it yourself?"

Kris saw a fried rice plate that smelled fragrant made his stomach protest from earlier. Crish then pulled her closer and started eating her. It didn't taste bad and good but his mouth said another.

"I was forced to accept it because I felt so hungry. Next time make a more delicious cornet with a glass of cappuchino, or a smoked meat sandwich with a glass of warm chocolate milk."

"Next time just find a wife who's patient to make you some western food you like because I need to get out of here as soon as possible. I just hitchhiked here until I found a new place to live" Dara said, starting to make more fried rice for her. This time he simply put an onion and a few pieces of chili into the rice and gave it a little soy sauce. There is no more fried rice like that. He was lazy to make it again.

"What when are you coming home?" ask Dara.

"Two o'clock this morning" said Kris, enjoying his breakfast.

''That means you've only slept for a few hours" asked Dara.

"That's the risk of working in a big company. Mr. Alehandro hardly had time for himself."

Dara then processed her food after it was cooked enough, she turned off the stove.

Dara turned around to put the fried rice on her plate. But he saw that Kris's bench was empty and Kris's fried rice was gone even with one grain of rice.

Dara smiled. "Based on Mr. Perfect, he said he didn't like it but spent it quickly."

After eating and cleaning the kitchen Dara went back to her room when she met again with Kris who was neat and ready with her work clothes, white shirt with gray checkered lines matching the color of the tie. He wears pants of a similar color as well.

"You just came home last night and left again this morning!" ask Dara.

"Mr Alehandro is on his honeymoon with his wife and he is not leaving today so he told me to take his place" replied Kris.

"I've found a shophouse that I'm going to live in. I'll check the prices and the shophouse maybe I'll move in about three days. Don't you mind?" dara asked hesitantly, afraid that her existence would disturb Kris.

"We'll see it later that afternoon if it looks worth it you can take it."

"This Chris is my life and I can freely make my choice" Dara said, uniting her two fingers.

Chris looked at him meaningfully.

"Wait for me later in the afternoon, we'll see the building together!" Kris walked to the main door.

"Kris but I want to ... ." Dara had not had time to say something Kris had turned her body.

"I'll have an important meeting can't you obey me. After all you also have nothing to lose because you have to pay rent every month and you also live a decent life because all your needs are in this house!" the excitement made Dara surprised.

He opened the door and walked out of the penthouse. Dara followed him until she reached the elevator door.

"Why are you following me?" ask Kris ketus.

"I don't know it's just that it would be better to drive you to work" said Dara confused and only that reason was in her brain.

Kris then flicked Dara's forehead making the girl move her lips while holding her sore forehead. Kris smiled making Dara surprised because only this time he could see Kris smile.

"Have gone in there. At three o'clock in the afternoon I'll pick you up to see the shophouse you want," Kris said before he got into the elevator and was nowhere to be seen.