Marrying a Mysterious Man

The Plan that Failed

Asten kept the tray containing the two omelette plates on the dining table. It was in the chair that Akash used to sit in.

"Did he plan something for me?" akash felt suspicious. Both of his eyebrows were covered with each other, he poked his tongue staring at Asten from a distance in full search.

Akash doesn't want to take any more risks by letting him, he has to mess up what his stepmother had planned.

"Tumben, Aunty is coming with food," said Akash from behind suddenly. What immediately makes Asten surprised is not playing to see the presence of children he continued there.

"Huh? Ah haha yes, this is the first time you and your wife have stayed here, so there is no harm in me helping to prepare breakfast for all of us" said Asten smiling nervously.

"Oh yeah?" tanya Akash looked suspiciously while slightly narrowing her eyes.

Asten who looked a little panicked, the woman tried her best to shut down her nervousness.

"Hm, yes."

The situation was even more awkward because now in the dining room there were only them and one servant who was pouring drinks into the geals-glasses lined up at the table.

Not long after that Baker came as if giving Asten a gap to breathe a sigh of relief. The woman could slightly reduce her nervousness when she saw her husband's presence there.

"Your father has come, let's sit down" said Asten, inviting Akash to sit down.

"No thank you, I'll sit down if my father has sat down first" Akash told his father.

"Oh, you're already here as it turns out. Where's your wife?" baker asked approaching his majesty chair.

"He's here soon" Akash replied.

"Yes, let's sit down, let's wait for Jakcson and your wife to come" Baker said, cradling his body in his chair.

Asten and Akash sat together in a sitting position facing each other.

Not long after, Shira and Jackson came and joined the body in their seats. Jakson sat in the chair next to Asten. Shira sits on a chair next to Akash.

Akash was still watching every move of his stepmother. He was very sure that Asten had put something on his plate.

He had to find a way, how to keep him and Shira from eating, the food on his plate right now.

Suddenly an idea stuck in his mind. He smiled intently when he saw the sauce and water at the dinner table.

Baker prayed before the meal began. And just as they were about to eat the food, Asten was still focused on watching Shira and Akash.

"Eh, Shira wait, don't eat it yet" said Akash, holding Shria, who was about to feed the piece of omelette into his mouth.

"Why?" shira asked innocently, without feeling any suspicion.

"Don't you like barbaque sauce?" akash asked, Shira nodded.

Akash immediately picked up the mingaque sauce bottle in the middle of the table. Then opened the bottle and Akash deliberately poured the mingaque sauce into Shira's omelette so much. Making the omelet was filled with that brown babaque sauce.

Shira even dumbfounded to see his omelette filled with saur barbaque, and of course now he can not eat it. And the look on Shira's face suddenly turned grim.

Baker, Asten and Jackson saw Akash's treatment with a strange look.

"Damn it! What's he doing with his wife's plate!" athen murmured inwardly, feeling annoyed, because his plan would definitely fail.

"Akash, why is the sauce mostly? If this is how the omelette can be salty," Shira complained softly, looking at her husband with a cloudy look.

"I'm sorry Shira, emh, then you eat mine, yes" Akash smiled, and as he was about to give his plate to Shira, he deliberately lifted it and dropped the plate until the plate and the omelette fell on the floor.

Prangs.

The plate was split in two with some of the pieces scattered.

Now the look on Asten's face looked so wry he immediately stood up from his seat. "Oh my goodness Akash! How could he fall so, his omelets so wasted 'right, you're this early in the morning already making a mess?!" sten looked a little upset.

Baker, who saw his wife's exaggerated response to his eldest son, felt a little strange.

"Asten's sitting!" his word was firm, making Asten who had reflex standing it, he immediately returned to his body.

"There's no need to overdo it like that, Asten. It was just an omelette! Let the waiter get them a new omelette" Baker said, looking at her cynically.

"Damn it! Failing is my plan to make them both sick! Argha! Damn kid, he's always been a troublemaker of my plans, ever since," his mind looked resentfully at Akash.

Shira was about to get out of her seat to clean up the fragments of the plate but Akash held her back.

"Don't! Let the waiter clean it up" said Akash holding Shira's arm firmly. Shira looked at Baker, Asten, and Jackson.

Not long after, the waiter came to them. Baker asks the waiter to get a new omelette for Shira and Akash. After cleaning up the broken pieces and the omelette, the waiter rushed to the kitchen to report to the chef there that Mr. Baker had ordered a new omelette for his eldest son and daughter-in-law.

Now Akash glanced at his father. "Dad, I'm sorry I messed up this morning's breakfast" said Akash, feeling a little bad, because no matter how messy he was he made it on purpose.

"It's okay. Then we wait for Akash and Shira's omelets to be ready, and then we start breakfast" Baker told family members.

***

In the afternoon, Shira and Akash returned to their residence there they were preparing to pack, because tomorrow morning was their scheduled departure to Canada.

Shira still thinks that her honeymoon is still going to Canada, while Akash, the man seems to be preparing a strategy so that they later if transit and moving can escape the stalker.

"Akash, do you want your clothes added?" tanya Shira who was arranging Akash's clothes into a suitcase.

Akash was still silent on the edge of the bed while focusing on fiddling with his phone.

"Akash!" call Shira. But Akash remained silent about his own thoughts.

"Akash! Called by diem!"

Akash also looked. "Huh? Yes what's wrong?"

"You why the hell? Come home from your father's house even a lot of bengong diem kayak so!"

"Huh? Oh, I'm not doing anything" Akash replied blankly.

Shira throbs up. Then ask the previous question again. And Akash answered so that Shira would not have to add to her clothes.

"Oh yes Shira, did you tell your friend yesterday that you were going to Canada?"

"No, why?" Ask Shira wonder.

"Good then, later if it is there, you do not activate your phone yes, and do not open your media sosil too," said Akash.

"Well, why?" Shira is still busy folding some clothes to put in the suitcase.

Akash is silent, he is actually confused, whether he should be honest with Shira if there is actually something so dangerous that is threatening them now. But he also did not want to make Shira worried and afraid as a result of the bad news.

The canned letter really made Akash's head feel like it was going to explode. He was very dizzy, wanted to feel as soon as possible solve this problem, but time was not possible, because now the most important thing is to remove the traces for some time.

"Alright, I'll say it when it's possible," Akash's inner self in his heart.

Seriate....

hi friends, tomorrow is Monday, may dong ask for help to add his voice hehe, thank you to dear readers all.

Big love anyway.