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Evan Cuisine

Evan Cuisine

After taking a shower, Angel was getting ready to wear her casual clothes at home. Because today he is not going anywhere, Angel also wears a long-sleeved undershirt shirt and also a long black color. Angel came out of the room to see Evan who had not been in the room since.

"Where else is Prof." Angel thought as she walked into the living room. But when he arrived at the living room, Angel also did not meet Evan there. Angel then walked to the kitchen to find her husband. In the kitchen, Evan was cooking. Angel who saw was fascinated with her husband who was cutting meat with a knife. I don't know why Angel feels that what he sees now is a very handsome man. Evan looks really cool playing with a knife. Angel who saw it unconsciously she smiled to see the good looks of her husband.

"What are you looking at?" asked Evan, who looked as if he was seriously cutting meat. Evan had realized the arrival of his wife.

"Prof, what are you doing?" asked Angel as she walked over to her husband.

"Cooking." Evan answered without looking.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" asked Angel.

"none. You sit down. Especially today, I'm the one who's going to cook" Evan said.

"Don't be so prof. I'm so bad if I don't help," Angel took the onion intending to help Evan cut it off. But Evan quickly took the onion from Angel's hand.

"no need. Special today you rest. I'll cook. Just sit here sweetly" said Evan, pulling out a chair and asking Angel to sit quietly.

"alright. What would Prof cook?" asked Angel as he looked through the ingredients Evan had prepared on the table.

"Cooking meat." Answer Evan.

"Cooking meat how? what do you want to do, prof?," asked Angel curiously.

"Kick." Reply Evan who started cooking.

"Rendang?, can the prof make it?," asked Angel again.

"Not wrong. My rendang taste makes you addicted" replied Evan while putting pieces of meat and other spices into the pan.

"Right?, can't wait to try it," Angel said with a smile.

"Prophey dear." Reply Evan.

degc. . .

Even Angel who heard the words Evan who said the word dear, it successfully made Angel become misbehaved. Angel didn't expect Evan to call her that. Angel wanted to smile widely in front of her current husband, but she did not want Evan to see the taste that began to grow in the deepest recesses of her heart.

"Yes, prof. I have something to ask you, right?" asked Angel.

"Can.' Evan said casually.

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" How was your day in America,?" Ask Angel.

"Obviously. Nothing special" replied Evan.

"Did the prof ever walk to a place of entertainment?," asked Angel curiously.

"Entertainment. I mean like the beach. Don't Americans really like to sunbathe on the beach?" Angel said.

"If the beach I never. I'd rather be out there at night" Evan explained.

"Owh. Umm, what part of America does the prof live in?" asked Angel.

"I live in Washington." Answer Evan.

"Owh. There prof lives in a house or apartment?" asked Angel again.

"Apartment." Answer Evan.

"Why not buy a house and stay at home?" asked Angel in surprise. Even Evan who heard it for a moment blew his breath with a sigh.

"For what?, I live there alone. What is the use of home. Unless you come to America. If you're not comfortable living in an apartment, then I'll buy a house" Evan said.

"Me?, I'm not sure I want to go to America. I have never lived in a country. Prof lives there alone" Angel refused.

"How can I be calm working while you're here and I'm just living there by myself" Evan said as he approached Angel and sat next to his wife.

"During this time, prof has also been accustomed to living in America alone. So it must be fine, '" murmured Angel.

"No. You're my wife, and I'm your husband. So the wife certainly has to follow the husband anywhere," said Evan.

" No, prof. I just want to live in Indonesia. I want to work in our country" Angel said. While Evan who heard it, for a moment looked at his wife with a cold gaze. Evan couldn't understand why his wife was so stubborn.

"No. You should come to America. Work you say?, who told you to work? is the money I've been giving you all this time not enough?" asked Evan in a cold-sounding tone.

"It's not a matter of prof money, but it's a matter of career. I just want to have a career" replied Angel.

"Nothing whose name works. Whatever your decision is, I'll still take you to America and you can't work." Firmly Evan while moving from his seat, then back stirring his cooking. While Angel who heard it, just fell silent. Realizing that her husband is currently angry at her, Angel must be quiet and not talk anymore.

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After cooking, Evan arranged his cooking on the dining table. In addition to rendang, Evan had cooked several other menus such as vegetable stir fry, and crab chili suwir. Evan put all the menus on the table.

"May I try her prof?," asked Angel impatiently.

"Not just trying. You really have to finish it off," replied Evan while giving a plate to his wife. Angel began to try her husband's cooking.

"How?," asked Evan while looking at Angel who tried his homemade rendang.

"Well, it turns out you're very good at cooking. It's really delicious prof," Reply Angel while enjoying her husband's cooking. While Evan who heard her was just smiling watching his wife who ate so greedily.

"Prof doesn't eat?" asked Angel.

"Yes. I'll eat while I see you eat,". Evan said with a smile. Evan added a spoonful of rice and put the rendang and crab chili into his plate. Evan eats quietly accompanied by a view of his wife's beautiful face.

The two enjoyed breakfast in the morning until it was over. After finishing, Evan washed the dirty dishes and cleaned the kitchen that was a little mess because of the former he cooked. While Angel, Angel just sat in front of the house while wearing his cellphone.