Married Tajir Man

Chapter 73 - Cooking in a new home

After looking at the entire room what he should know.where the clothes and so on.

Sheira came out of the room, down the stairs. At the end of the stairs he looked to the right and left. Where is the place he should be heading to now.

He wanted to go to the kitchen, but did not know where it was.

A maid, about the same age as her husband, approached her.

" I'm sorry, lady, how can I help you?" Said Sania politely, bowing her head.

" E-eh, um, I'm going to the kitchen. Could you please deliver."

" Miss, but don't call me madam. You can call me by name alone." Sania felt bad to be called mbak, because she was just a servant who did not need to be respected by someone higher than her. Although he also knew the age of Syeira was still below him.

" No, you are older than me. So I have to respect Mbak. Don't worry, let's be friends." Say Syeira with a bright smile and invite Sania to shake hands.

Hearing Syeira's reply Sania's heart felt moved. His master got a good and unmistakable wife.

" Nice miss." Sheira's handshake.

" Now that's dong." Syeira is easily familiar with people. It is not difficult to get close to new people. Sania was so unafraid and awkward to chat with Syeira.

" Let's go this way, miss." Sania shows direction to Sheira by walking ahead of Sheira but her body is slightly sideways while her hands are pointing in direction.

" Well, if you know what the lady is going to do to the kitchen?"

" I'm tired of making cakes. Usually at home I always help my mother to make cakes and entrusted to the shops. Or there's usually a cake order." Sheira tells Sania her daily life before she marries Alex.

" Mom selling cakes?"

" Yes, catering too."

" It must be delicious cake made by the lady and the lady. Because until every day make cakes and catering too."

" Said people are good, and I said too. But people's tongues are different. We can't guess either."

" Aye, that's right too."

Until the kitchen there were several waiters and chefs who were cleaning and cooking food for lunch.

Seeing the lady and the butler coming over, they paused for a moment and nodded their heads and were nodding their heads also by Sheira with a bright smile.

" Can we help you, miss?" Ask chef Anton as their representative. Middle-aged man who still looks healthy and fit even though his age is no longer young.

He thought there was nothing to bother with the kitchen.

" I want to make a cake, is it okay? I'm bored and there's no rush."

They looked at each other, what would happen if the master knew. Is it permissible for his beautiful wife to fight with sharp objects such as knives. If scratched will definitely hurt and make the skin smooth Syeira becomes imprinted.

" Have you asked Mr Alex for permission?" Ask Mr. Anton who is afraid if anything happens with Syeira.

" Em not yet." Not yet, he just went down Alex doesn't know. He was just told to look around the room.

" It is not that I forbid, but it would be better if you ask the Master first, because I am afraid you will get angry because of cooking. Though the cooking task already has a set up miss." Obviously Mr. Anton wisely. Not to ban Syeira but just anticipate the next situation.

" Right lady, you must first ask Mr. Alex for permission." Sania responded to Mr. Anton's words that had a point. They were also afraid of getting angry with Alex.

" Aih yes it is. I went upstairs to look for Alex's brother."

" Nice miss." Say them all with a little bowing.

When he stepped up, he remembered something and turned his back.

" Alex's brother's room where's he?" Sheira asked Sania who was still standing not far from her.

" floor 2 next to your room and your lady."

" Okay, thank you, ma'am."

" Same miss."

Sheira walks up the stairs to Alex's office.

But the one he forgot, to the right or left of his room because of the myriad of rooms on the 2nd floor.

" Which is this, "with the other hand holding the waist and the index finger the other hand scratching the temple. He was confused which one to choose. " The big house is not good, this even makes it complicated. Hadeh." Syeira muttered her head.

He went to the right and knocked on the door.

Tok tok...

Tok tok...

Not long after the door opened on its own.

As usual all the doors of Alex's house are made automatically using a remote if it can not be reached by hand.

" Can I come in, brother?" Sheira asked who was still standing at the door.

" Hem, come in."

Sit in the front seat of Alex's desk.

" Is there anything you need or want?" Guess Alex to Syeira.

" I want to cook, can you make a cake?"

" Just tell the waiter to make everything right. Why do you bother to dwell in the kitchen." Alex answered easily without looking over from the laptop.

" Bored brother, I want to do something. At home I always make cookies with mom."

" Yes it's up to you to do anything, but don't get hurt in the least. Remember that." Alex said firmly at the end of the sentence. He starts to get possessive with Syeira. Because maybe fear of anything happening with Syeira.

Hearing Alex's reply a bright smile Syeira appeared. He was finally able to do the job he was in every day.

" Yes, brother is ready. Then I'm out."

" Hes."

Syeira moved from the seat to the door of Alex's room a little run so enthusiastically.

" Substantial, it's easy to make him happy. With such trivial things. It's simple." Alex muttered, shaking his head as he watched Sheira leave. He also smiled even a little, seeing the behavior of Syeira.

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" What kind of cake does she want to make?" Sania asked who was beside Syeira. She accompanied Syeira to make a cake. While the kitchen has been cleaned and let Syeira and Sania both.

" Macaron aja. Long time no macaron."

" What kind of cake does a lady make?"

" It's usually wet, brownish, red velvet."

" Oh so."

They began to prepare materials that were already available in the top cabinets in the kitchen.

Set up containers that will be used later. Oven and others are also ready, because the chef also used to make cakes for snacks.

Syeira began mixing the dough, very deft in making.

Nobody made him melt.

" Can you make a cake?"

" Slightly but not like a very deft miss like this."

" About can. I'm not smart but it is like this. Haha." Syeira replied with laughter so that the atmosphere became more exciting.

" I'm only half the lady, and I don't know much about cakes."

" It is true, but now the age is modern. Many see on mobile."

" Sometimes I see a lady's phone. Hehe."

" I used to be, too, making references."

" It's true, miss. Eh this continues in whatever lady later?" Sania asked with the finished dough. He also wants to know, who knows later he can make his own.

" Wait a minute after that we love various colors."

" Oh yes, miss."

" Sister Alex usually likes cakes what mbak?"