Married to the Beloved Enemy

eps. 22 MDMK

When I got home, I cleaned up and cleaned things up.

"Lu if you want to take a shower, take a shower..." I said from the kitchen.

"Hmmm..." Nichol got out of his place, and went up.

I made a snack, then prepared a change of Nichol. I finished making a snack and finished Nichol took a shower.

"Iihhh...Your hair is still wet, you want it?!" I screamed, then I pulled Nichol up and I helped him dry his hair. "Kalo abis shampooing his hair was cold first, let's not hurt..." I said while drying Nichol's hair.

"Hmmm... I live alone, always lazy to want hair, besides not perfect too..." Answer Nichol.

"Yayaya.. important people are different..." My insinuation. "Well, that's it..." I'm tidying up Nichol's hair. "Gw want to take a shower first.it's up to you to wander in this room. You are free to do anything, the important thing is not to go to another room, everything is ready..." Obviously before I go to the bathroom.

30 Minutes later...

I came out of the bathroom wearing a long black t-shirt and long pants. I dried my hair, after which I continued my script, while Nichol was more fun playing PS.

"Ekhem.. ouch. who said the helpers yes..." Sindirku but Nichol ignored it. "Nicholas..." Call me.

"What? Ntar napa anyway. Besides you can also be alone..." Nichol.

I let Nichol play and I did my own script.

Smack it. 21.00 WIB

"Reportment..." I stretched my body, ouch. pegel really nih body from earlier ngerjain sripsi mulu, where belom eat again. I cleaned up the books that were scattered on the bed.

"Jessi.. laper... Lo want to make me die of hunger what?! not to be fed..." Omel Nichol's.

"Yes. yes.. patience.ntar I made you eat..." My speech

"There's no. I don't want it now..." Nichol Protest.

I put my books and laptop on the table, "Yes..." I came out of the room and went to the kitchen. I confirmed my hair ties, and then I cooked.

About 30 minutes of my cooking was new so I cooked fried fish and vegetable soup. I served it at the dinner table and called Nichol to come down to eat.

"Nicholas..." Call me in a loud voice. Nichol got down and sat down.

"Don't you?" Her speech.

"Can't eat fish..." Her speech.

"Yourf..." I exhaled, then sat down next to Nichol. "Here.. I choose the fish thorns..." My speech. I took a piece of fried fish, I put it on the plate, then I separated the fish meat and the fish thorns.

Nichol kept looking at me, "Lo... Why would you want to do something as trivial as this?" Ask her.

"Cuman gini doang..." I answered still focused on picking the thorns.

"Gw kira's..."

"What?! Childishly? recalcitrant? stubborn?" Manya.

"Yes.so..." Her speech. "But not really..." Further.

"Yayaya.. I accept your opinion, without any resentment..." My answer. "Nih.. eat, no durinya kok..." I said give the fish meat that has been clean without thorns to Nichol.

Nichol started eating the food, and so did I.

Before long my food ran out without any leftovers. I cleaned up the dirty dishes and Nichol helped me. After that we went back to the room.

"Where can you cook from?" Nichol asked while sitting in my room.

"Mama who ngajarin. said that girls should be able to cook, should be able to save money as well, so as not to depend on the same husband after marriage..." I answered while sitting on the bed and leaning against the wall.

"Terapin..." Nichol.

"But not ah..." My speech.

"What the hell..." Ask her.

"No papa..." My speech. "Ntar speaking after marriage, now I want to sleep tomorrow I want to go to college..." I said, get ready for bed.

"Yeee... I was left to sleep, yes already Iha.. I slept in your brother's room ya..." He said, walking out of my room.

"Yes already sono.. origin do not be strange aja..." I said from under the blanket.

"Yes, yeah.no.." He said, then he closed the door to my room quietly.