My husband, Too Handsome
Chapter 47(Learning to be a great husband!)
The glass of Red Wine in slowly shake. Making a ripple inside the crystal glass. Music sounds deafening. Sparkling disco lights, bringing happiness to those pleasure seekers. People need happiness in different ways. Ana sits at the bar table, occasionally sipping slowly on the cursed liquid for the body.
"You're not dancing to the beat tonight, An?" a loud cry beside Ana's seat.
Ana turned her head to the side staring at the woman of her age. Women who are not inferior are the same as her. Looking for happiness in a pretty extreme way. If Ana had a crazy family. Different again with the woman in tight clothes beside her it. The woman was a woman who came from a broken family. Her father and mother divorced and both abandoned her.
"You yourself why sit here, not sway there?" yelled Ana back together with a bang of music.
The woman smiled."I'm just being lazy" she replied in a loud tone.
"Then we're the same" Ana replied.
"You out?"
"Where?" ask Ana.
"Karaoke," he said, "maybe!" continue her.
Ana smiled a little. Nodding slowly, get off the seat. Died the mini bar, headed for the exit with Rina.
"For a year you've been missing Ana. I didn't even know where you were all this time."
"I'm just trying to find a new atmosphere."
"What new atmosphere?" Rina asked between their footsteps towards the building one more.
The night club building is attached to the karoke building.
"Yeah... Just so." Answer Ana ambiguously.
"What about that guy?"
"Well! He's really hard to get."
"Then what about your best friend?"
"Former friends, to be exact." Ana Correction.
Rina's head nodded small omens of understanding."It's over with your relationship."
"Yes, more or less so."
"You are a depraved friend, my friend!" Cibir Rina when she pulled the entrance of the building.
Ana just laughed softly hearing the sneer from Rina.
"Yes, I did. And it has to be," he said before entering the building.
"Basic crazy."
"Yes, I'm crazy."
They both laughed. When you get to the karaoke booth booking table.
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...Srak!...
...Stak's!...
...Srak!...
...Stak's!...
The sound of a kitchen knife blending with a red onion slicing board rang out loud in the kitchen. Leo looks slowly slicing. Those two sharp eyes had turned red. Tears do not stop flowing. Intend to cook fried chicken sambalado in jengkol mix. Just starting this man has started to not stand the smell of onions in the air.
"What does the fairy tale Onion and Garlic mean by this?" Her monologue's in between slicing."Red onions are cruel for being able to make people suffer." Continue her.
It feels like Reza is laughing at the babbling of his best friend this one. He said he wanted to make food, considering he didn't want to mess up the kitchen at his contract house. He has borrowed Reza's kitchen. If there is destruction or at the most danger of burning. At least he only hurt one person. Than he harmed one small contract complex.
Pretty bad indeed. That's what's in Leo's brain. When choosing to be Reza's kitchen as an experiment, learn to cook.
"You said you wanted to be a great husband and father. Just now the same red onion is crying," ledek Reza who sits in his kitchen mini bar. Facing towards Leo who is struggling.
Leo stopped his activities. His view is lifted. Staring at the cool face of Reza, who was smiling was sneering towards him.
"Yes, that's not my job."
Leo sighed in annoyance."You know buddy?" leo said, "you're a bitch in my eyes!" continue her.
Reza chuckles. Leo Yamato looked so cute at the moment. There are many things that this man is learning right now. One sure example is cooking and also washing clothes. Leo wants to come home from the office. He can help Vera cook. Or in the morning, he can ease Vera's work by washing their clothes. Although it was wrong, this man put mop soap in combination with dish soap.
Not helping. Leo even made a new job for Vera. Because the pregnant woman had to take care of Leo's work again. Even the man did not separate the easily worn clothes from the white ones. The result, Vera had to crumble because of the behavior of Leo.
Want to be angry already. What else if you see the guilty face of Leo at that time. It feels like Vera can't bear to scold her overly handsome husband. At least, the perfect visual delayed Vera's anger.
"You don't know, man. I have no plans to marry young" Reza said after a loud laugh.
"Hey, man! Your age is no longer young. Please be self-conscious!" Leo's Perspiration.
Reza lifted to both sides of his shoulders indifferently.
"Even though I'm already Om-om, I'll still look good, man. You don't know, nowadays Om-om is interesting in the eyes of teenagers until a woman who just finished college. Because Om-om hot kayak I'm more established and have everything" explained Reza with a proud tone.
"Curtain!" decak Leo is upset, "once Om-om is still Om-om, which if the game lasts ten minutes straight K.O," said Leo.
Reza was stunned by the words of the friend."Oi! Why are you putting me down so?" pissed Reza.
Leo took off the knife he was still holding.
"Couldn't you?" he said, "age 35 to age 40 if the marriage has no more energy to print many children. Want to drink even strong herbal medicine, the risk is that you immediately enter the ER because of fatigue. And do not forget, when your child has just entered High School you will be gray hair a lot. Later even called your son's friend's grandfather." Follow Leo with an odd smile.
Reza. After this man thought about it again, it was indeed true. Not wrong, at that age he was already very well established. More than an established word, he can make his wife happy. But on the other hand, they would not have much time to be able to obtain many descendants. Even when his son was a teenager he was very old.
"Yes, too" said Reza.
Leo chuckled at Reza's cute face.
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Vera groaned slowly seeing what was happening in Leo's hands. There are many hansaplasts adorning the five fingers of Leo's hand. The one in the face with a tired look even smiled five fingers towards Vera.
"Well!" Vera sighed in frustration at seeing the husband's hand.
"It's okay" said Leo, who knew his wife looked worried.
"Why did it get this far?"
"The branch is too slippery" Leo replied in a funny tone.
"If you make fried chicken balado kan bawangnya stay in ulek kak. Not in the iris" Vera said.
"Heheh.in Reza's house there is no yoke," replied Leo honestly.
Vera's head was shaking slowly."There will also be a blender if there is no ulekan. Or if you want to buy a chili that has been in the same ulek mothers in the market."
"I don't know if anyone
so," replied Leo. Before returning to an awkward smile.
Vera could not say anything. His hand pulled the injured right hand of Leo. Looked pityfully at the condition of the husband's hand. To be honest, Leo's hand is even softer than his. Given the former rich young master it was never hard work.
The cups!
The cups!
The cups!
The cups!
Vera's wet lips dyed some of Leo's wound points. The man was dumbfounded.
"Don't get hurt" Vera said after tasting a wound on Leo's hand. Looking expectantly at the husband.
Leo pulled a smile."Here too dong!" Leo pointed to her red lips.
"Easter!" pissed Vera.
Leo laughed loudly at Vera's words.
