Marrying Handsome Housed

Marrying Handsome Housed
Chapter 15 May Be Insects



"Good morning, Juwita!" juwita's greeting to himself.


Jeffsa's oon wife smiled broadly despite sitting alone in her bed. Understandably, he had just come to his senses from his long, deep sleep. It's so deep that I didn't realize that her delinquent husband cosplayed a vampire bug and bit her neck last night.


On the mini mattress that only one person could sleep on, Juwita stretched her muscles comfortably. Then yawn wide before getting up and opening the window. "The air here is really comfortable," he murmured softly.


After enjoying the morning air for a while, Juwita tidied up her messy mattress. Folding the blanket, tidying the pillow and bolster, then put one large teddy bear on the pillow. Taking care of the bed, he rushed to the bathroom. Rubbing her little teeth and washing her sweet face.


Juwita sings a little while walking into the kitchen. Immediately tie his strung hair and wear a cute pink pig-faced aprons to protect his clothes from oil spouts and such. Today is the weekend. In addition to working holidays, he said there was a service work event also in the RT environment. So Juwita plans to cook properly with more quantities.


Juwita has been married for a month, and Juwita and Jeff live under the same roof as a married couple. But Juwita has never cooked anything other than instant noodles and rice. During this time they always order delivery, they just stopped when given a delivery of food from Natalie or Ayunda.


It's so outrageous, isn't it? If Juwita lived at home with in-laws, she would have been a lick and gossip material in-laws and her in-laws and then spread to neighboring mothers. Luckily Juwita is very independent here. Just do whatever he wants and ignore whatever he doesn't like. That's what it's good to be Jeffsa's wife.


Juwita began to bring out the ingredients of her choice. The sound of a knife colliding with the cutting was enough to make Jeffsa out of the room. This house is very mini. So any sound can be heard even though the sound is slow. The man moved from the door with his hair still in disarray. Peering at what his wife was doing for a while then sitting on a chair with her chin propped up without Juwita realizing it.


"What the hell is he doing. Can't she cook? Just be careful if this house burns down. I wouldn't hesitate to send him to sleep in the shack with my cute cats" Jeff's inner self then drank a glass of water.


Jeff saw the view of his wife from behind. Look from top to bottom with nothing to miss. "The wife has no morality. Why are you still wearing such a short color in front of me. Does he not understand yet that there is a snake that can bite him at any time?" josh in my heart.


When he was excited to see Juwita. Suddenly Juwita shouted. His precious hand was accidentally sliced by a knife as he weeded the fish he was about to cultivate. Fresh blood was seen dripping on his clean finger.


"Aah!" Juwita.


Actually, the wound was not too deep, but still felt painfully. Especially when he doused it with tap water. His voice became more and more felt.


"Are you planning on feeding me human flesh?" satirical Jeff.


The man was already standing beside Juwita. Staring at Juwita with a strange look, but still attention. The finger that had been bleeding had entered Jeff's mouth. Think of it as a thank you because Jeff was allowed to steal Juwita's neck last night.


"What are you doing, Jeff?" ask Juwita.


"Eat you" replied Jeff.


Juwita did not comment again. It's not that there's nothing he wants to say. It's just that he felt strange, why Jeffsa's face became more handsome by the day. Then, wasn't that the one who twitched his finger? Why, now move to his heart?


After a while the man spit. Throw Juwita's blood into her mouth and gargle. Then immediately grabbed the PPPK and gave a plaster of Doraemon's painted wounds.


"Can't cook but cook. Injuring myself and making my kitchen a mess. Juwita, what do you really want. Can't you just buy a meal out and use your free time to bury it?" jeff asked with Juwita's forehead.


"Jeff, I'm not used to cooking. But I can do it if I step on it," Juwita replied with a hold of her forehead.


"Prints?" ask Jeff.


"L-yes if you're tight. Natalie's mom said there was filial work today so,-"


"So you want to cook?" ask Jeff.


"That's how it is" replied Juwita.


Juwita immediately shifted her gaze. Retrieved his knife and continued his work. But doing kitchen work when his hands are injured is not easy.


"Give me that and go take a shower!" drive Jeff.


Jeff did not wait for Juwita's approval. He put on another apron and snatched the knife from Juwita's hand. The fish that had been dangling finally cut into pieces perfectly. Not just fish, but vegetables and corn and spices that have been peeled and cut Jeff alone.


"Not going to take a shower?" jeff asked after washing his hands and realized Juwita was not moving.


"Jeff?"


Jeff took a deep breath. Jeff is not used to telling for a second time, so Jeff prefers to lift Juwita to the bathroom and lock the door.


"Jeffsa?" call Juwita while banging on the door.


"Don't go out before you finish your bath!" sahut Jeff's.


FLECKISH


The door opened again. Juwita wants out but Jeff holds her back.


"Jeff, I,-"


"I've got it for you!" cut Jeff while handing him a change of clothes complete with parts.


"J-Jeffsa, w-why are you touching my personal belongings. It's not polite to know?" juwita asked with perfectly rounded eyes but did not ignore Jeff because the man had closed the door.


"How old is his age. What between husband and wife still has to be that polite? Besides, I'm just touching the parts instead of the contents," said Jeff then began to enter the ingredients.


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"Jeff!" call Juwita


Jeff who had been busy cooking immediately opened the door and looked at his wife with a strange look. Their house is only as big as a marble house, does Juwita need to scream that loud? He's not deaf anyway. Then why is his face bent like that. Is it because he saw that red one?


"What?" sahut Jeff's.


"I-that's do you know what this is?" asked Juwita while showing something in the recess of her neck.


Jeff smiled cunningly. Having a wife like Juwita isn't bad either. So let's work on it more in the future.


"Maybe there's an insect biting you" Jeff lied.


Juwita was eager to believe that sentence to calm her heart. But even so, as much as Juwita thought the result was still impossible. Where there may be insects that can bite until it leaves such a mark.


"Can insects bite like this?" ask Juwita.


"In that case, maybe last night there was a burrow coming into your room" Jeff replied.


"Where did he get in? Can a thief get in from the door?" ask Juwita curious. The doors and windows of his room were not damaged.


"Oh, forget it! Just a second hand like that is why it was so excited. Quickly dry your hair and eat, I'm already hungry!" jeff's orders.


A few moments later.


"Good meal!" juwita.


Without permission Juwita immediately stuck out her hand to take the rice but was pushed aside by Jeff.


"Open your mouth!" said Jeff.


I don't know when Jeff did it, but the fish on the table was divorced from the flesh and bones. A steam of rice complete with side dishes is ready to enter the mouth of Juwita. But Juwita was dumb and closed her lips tightly as Jeff did for her. Juwita felt her heart completely melt.


"Why did you bribe me?" ask Juwita.


"Because your hands hurt" Jeff replied.


"Eat a lot. So that Sadewa doesn't think I didn't feed you!" continued Jeff.


According to Juwita, she only played her fingers in the glass as usual as long as Jeff fed her a meal. But it stopped after realizing something he had forgotten. Juwi watched her fingers carefully, then hid them under the table while cursing herself in shame. Juwita is not left-handed. Only his left hand was sliced by a knife, then why did he have to obey when Jeff bribed him?


"There's no shame, you've already finished one plate of rice thanks to the feed from me," said Jeff who made Juwita hide his face on the table.


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