My Inline Husband

Chapter 6

Finally the chanting of Kabul's hijab sounded beautiful from Marcell's mouth. Not many people were present at the event. Marriage is done in a closed manner.

Papa and Marcell had made a pact before the wedding. No one knows what the agreement is, even Anggi did not know about the agreement between her father and the man who now has the status of her husband.

"Now you are officially husband and wife. For the future you can stay in this house," said Papa.

"Can't be Uncle, I mean Dad. I've rented a rented house for me and Anggi's brother to stay after we got married. We're not going to Papa's house. We have to be independent" Marcell said.

"Cih, you're still in school, still smelly. Where can you support my daughter. You see for yourself if my daughter is pregnant. So he needs enough nutrition."

"Papa need not worry. Anggi's brother is now Marcell's responsibility. After all, Anggi's biological brother is also Marcell's son. So Marcell will definitely try to give his best to my wife and son later, Pa."

Papa was upset. Whatever the young man said was true. But Papa did not want to part with his only daughter.

When he wanted to protest, Dirga's doctor prevented Papa Gibran. His friend looked at him sharply.

"Already, Gibran. You can look at Anggi later anyway. What's wrong with giving Marcell a chance. We'll see if Marcell can really be the man responsible for Anggi" Dirga mediates.

Papa grunts quietly. What his best friend said was true. He reluctantly agrees to Marcell's desire to take his daughter.

"Alright, but on one condition."

Marcell frowned. "Condition? Mean Papa?"

"You have to stay in this house once a week."

Marcell smiled. "Of course, Pa."

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After a parting event that was so drama because Papa suddenly cried and did not want to be left by his daughter. They should persuade him back.

Of course it was Dirga's doctor who persuaded him. Papa is like a little boy who whines because something belongs to him has been lost finally listening to the words of his best friend.

Now Marcel and Anggi have arrived at a small rented house that Marcel has prepared for them to stay.

Anggi looked around the contract. A small contract that will be his residence for the next. Anggi also breathed.

Seeing Anggi's expression, Marcell stopped his steps and asked.

"Sister."

Anggi stopped and turned towards Marcell. "Yes Cell, why?"

"Sister Anggi is not used to living like this? I'm sorry, Brother. I can only give a small contract to big brother. But I promise, as much as possible will be responsible for all the needs of your brother," said Marcell.

Anggi is not used to it. All this time he always lived in such a big house, especially when he wanted something, his Papa would definitely give.

But he realized that what happened to him was his own fault. It's good that Marcell is still responsible. So he decided to accept all forms of life that he would live later.

"You don't have to feel guilty like that. We go together, yes. But...."

"But what is Brother?"

"What we did a while ago was a mistake. And now we are taking responsibility for our mistakes. At that time we did it because of lust for a moment. So in the future, let's not do it again. Because I want to do that with the man I love later. While there is no love between us."

Anggi's words made Marcell so disappointed. To be honest, Marcell was interested in Anggi. But he himself also did not know about the right feelings for his wife. Is it love or is it just an interest.

"Well if it's brother's. But Anggi's brother must remember Marcell's current words. Marcell will try to defend this household. Because Marcell wanted to marry only once in a lifetime."

Having said that, Marcell walked ahead of Anggi who was currently sculpting in his place.

"So, why are you still there, let's go in here" asked Marcell.

Anggi's daydream was broken hearing the call from her Brondong husband.

"Ah, yes."

***

When Marcell said he was hungry, Marcell asked his wife, Whether Anggi can cook or not.

Because of prestige, Anggi also said if he could cook. Cooking water, he cannot.

"Ah, stop. The important thing is that this is all cooked" he said later.

Anggi started cutting the vegetables in front of him. When he finished he started the stove and boiled all the vegetables. Don't forget he put a whole egg in that vegetable.

"How many spoons is this? Ah never mind, maybe five scoops." Five spoons of Anggi salt put in, then he also added sugar and pepper powder.

"Yeah... Already done. Now we're tasting."

Anggi took a spoon and started to taste it. "Bleh.blu.bleh... What is this cuisine? Why is it so salty?" Anggi almost cried for her. Now the ingredients of the cuisine have disappeared into vegetables that taste very unusual.

"Why Brother?" asked Marcell who came over to Anggi in the kitchen.

Marcell was surprised to see such a disheveled kitchen. Then he looked towards the vegetable that was still on the stove. Marcell approached. Anggi wanted to hide from there.

For sure Marcell will find out if he can't cook at all. Duh, isn't that so embarrassing?

"This is the result of sister's cooking?" Marcell took the spoon in Anggi's hand and was about to taste the vegetables.

"Don't Cell!"

"Why Brother? It's our dinner, right?" After saying that, Marcel rushed over to feel the vegetable immediately.

Marcell sculpting. He didn't say anything. Then he looked back at the vegetable. Two eggs still in shells were seen inside the vegetable.

"Not good, right? I've already forbidden you to taste Cell" said Anggi lowered his head.

Marcell breathed slowly. "So Anggi can't cook?"

Anggi is embarrassed. Then he nodded his head. "Sorry, Cell."

"Why not tell me from earlier, sister. It would be Marcell could cook for our dinner," said Marcel and immediately made Anggi look at him in disbelief.

"Can you cook?" ask Anggi not to believe it.

"Of course you can."

Marcell immediately got rid of the remnants of the unused vegetables and threw them away. To be honest Marcel felt so affectionate with vegetables that eventually became redundant.

But he has to be patient. His wife still needs a lot to learn.

"Because Marcell was so hungry, Marcell wanted to make a quick omelette. Brother wants to, right?"

Anggi just nodded.

Meanwhile, Marcell immediately did omelette cooking activities ala himself. The young man did it deftly. Even slicing an onion looks so fast.

Anggi who saw it could only be dumbfounded to see her young husband cooking so skillfully.

10 Minutes later, Marcell brought two portions of the omelette to the table for him to eat with his wife.

"Sir, here eat."

"D-yes." Anggi. He followed Marcel sitting in his chair for dinner. The girl was so ashamed of her husband.

'Aih... It's a shame, "inner Anggi.

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