My Husband is Complimentary

Episode 2

We enjoyed the food I had cooked. I sat next to him. I don't know why I'm sitting so close to him.

Maybe because of our new marriage. Not too long ago, because we were married for two months.

I noticed that he was eating chicken soto. I waited for him to comment, my heart pounding.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, until one minute he did not make a sound. I was upset, I put the spoon down rough.

Singing my lips is a sign I'm really upset with her. He gave me a quick glance, there was a smile I caught on his face. He was so happy to tease me. Like, teasing me is his new hobby.

"Why?" Ask without sin.

I just shut up. As a sign of my annoyance at him.

"Oh my God, I'd love to hit him."

"Ambilin again dong Yang sotonya, a lot of vermicelli yes," he asked as he thrust his plate.

"Truly yes, too plain or how the hell?" My inner squeals.

I snorted as bad as hell. Then pour soto sauce and also vermicelli according to his order.

"He was really insensitive, praise his wife's cooking cake full of love. He is very expensive when it comes to praise. Then it's not wrong 'wouldn't I call her 'expensive' husband a compliment?" My soul is in my heart.

He's still with his dinner. I'm sure my soto is delicious. It was evident he kept on.

"Beb" call me. He looked towards me.

"Where is my cooking? Not good?" I asked, I was tired of waiting for him to praise me with his own intentions.

"One, two, three, four, five..."

"What do you want my answer to?" He asked back. Just makes me more upset.

"Yes yes, it is up to you! Basically flat, yes flat. What am I hoping that Irsyad will say? Raina, your cooking is so good. I'm becoming more and more in love with you. Huh! it's very unlikely! " My soul is in my heart.

"Hhhh you're bummering!" I said sulking.

I put my hand on my chest. Puffing my bakpa cheeks. He smiled at my behavior.

"If it doesn't taste good, I won't eat it. I'm done with three plates." Praise him for showing his empty plate.

I was embarrassed, hearing her praise.

Uh but wait a minute, he said that if it wasn't good he wouldn't eat it. What does that mean? My cooking tastes so good? Why do I have to convolute anyway, say my cooking is very good, what is the difficulty. Huh basic husband stingy compliments.

"So what's the answer Honey? Is my cooking good or bad?" I said again, forcing a smile.

He just smiled, not answering. I'm so excited, look at him who is so insensitive!

He rattled my hair, fat. I swear by anything, I always melt with her adorable attitude.

"What the hell, my hair's a mess." I said in a cute style.

"Quick finish the food! We're streets. You must be bored at home? I'm waiting on the front porch, okay?" He said while kissing my cheek.

Aaa! I want to scream like that. But I can only scream in my heart. He knew my weakness, I became blushed.

It feels so shameful to have to show that kind of expression. He can always make me fall in love so many times. My handsome husband, my 'expensive' husband. I love you always.