My Neighbor in My Heart

Dinner

Once at home, they ate the food they had bought, did not feel the time for lunch break was over.

Marcel:"Look, we're going back to the office." Embracing Stella.

Stella:"You go to Cell, I'm at the ajelah." Giving smile.

Marcel :"Why? Does your stomach hurt?"

Stella: "No, I just want to rest." Repairing Marcel's hair.

Marcel:"In the office, you can."

Stella: "I'm home, so it's late in the afternoon so that when you come home the food is ready."

Marcel:"Would you like to cook now?"

Stella:"No, it's about half-five." Tuck up his body.

Marcel:"Eh, tonight let me help Stell."

Stella:"If I cook her tonight, we go home hungry dong."

Marcel:"We'll have dinner at 8, get home from work at 5. 3 Hours of cooking, right?"

Stella:"No, why can't I be here?"

Marcel:"Your stomach hurts, right? You lied to me?"

Stella:"Don't love, I just want to be home. You just go, yeah,"

Marcel: "Well, I'm leaving first." Stand up.

Stella drove Marcel to the public door.

Marcel :"If her husband is going to kiss the cake, this is dumb." Standing in front of Stella.

Stella kissed Marcel on the cheek and kissed him on the hand, Marcel kissed Stella on the forehead. Marcel got in the car and drove his car to the company. It was very hard for Marcel to leave Stella at home, but this was a request from Stella, and she would obey him.

Stella walks into the kitchen, she opens up all the plastic bags containing groceries for the evening. He put all the groceries in the refrigerator and arranged them neatly in the refrigerator. Sitting in the dining room, he opened his cell phone and saw how to cook delicious chicken soup, and read it out.

"Ah, just this way? It's so easy, ma'am" Stella said in her heart.

Stella walked up the stairs and into the warehouse, she took her wedding photos and took them to her room, she cleaned the dust that was stuck in the picture frame. Then he climbed the sofa and displayed the photo on the wall of his room, he looked at the wedding photo.

"Why did I hate you so much, what could make me hate you? Thanks Marcel, it's been in my life. My life is perfect with your presence. I hope only death can spoil us, Cell, be my faithful companion. Keep me company until my old age" Stella said in her heart while looking at the photo on the wall. Stella walked into the closet and opened it. He put together the clothes that were not neat in the closet. Moments later, Stella picks up the television remote and turns on her television, she climbs onto the bed and lies there.

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At 16:00, the door opened, and Marcel opened it.

Stella :"Eh, how fast? Is anyone missing?" Sit her body and lean.

Marcel:"No, I can linger in the office." Raising his eyebrows, "I take a shower first, yes" opened his suit, shirt and pants.

Marcel went into the bathroom with his towel, Stella laid back her body and continued watching. He watched a film with a comedy genre, he laughed and listened to the jokes that came out of the mouth of the film's cast. Marcel came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. Stella got out of bed, and walked towards the closet. He took the clothes for Marcel and put them on the bed.

Marcel:"Tumben, what's wrong?"

Stella:"Later if you take it, the closet will be a mess again." Take a bed.

Marcel put on his clothes, after which he climbed on the bed and sat down while embracing Stella who was busy watching television. Suddenly his eyes were fixed with a beautiful display hanging on the wall.

Marcel:"Who was there?" Showing wedding photos.

Stella: "Me, why?"

Marcel:"You?" Stand up and take a picture of the wedding.

Stella :"Yes," frowned.

Marcel:"Seriously you?" Hold a wedding photo and climb into bed.

Stella:"Yes, why the hell?"

Marcel: "I love you." Hair stroking Stella.

Marcel looked at the wedding photo for a long time,

Stella: "It's a good thing that I'm smiling in this picture, when I cried before, right?"

Marcel:"Yes, where's the good luck?"

Marcel:"It looks like this in the edit."

Stella:"Oh, you." Pushing Marcel.

Marcel:"Don't get angry dear," hugged Stella's body and lay down.

Stella:"Cell, cell, cell. I don't want to, watch out for you." Trying to get his body out of Marcel's arms.

Hp Marcel rang, he picked up the phone and chatted behind the phone. Stella can only bring her ear to the phone for eavesdropping.

Stella :"Who the hell?" Take Marcel's phone.

Marcel: "Employee, I want to check the data first."

Stella:"You're back at the office?"

Marcel:"No dear," stroking Stella's hair. "I'm just gonna go to the study for a second, yeah," stand up.

Stella :"Oh, yeah." Stand up.

Marcel:"Where are you going? Just here."

Stella: "I want to cook." Tied her hair.

Marcel sat down again on the edge of the bed, pulling Stella's hand until she sat on the bed.

Stella:"Marcel, don't be! sick of knowing."

Marcel:"Eh, sori yes dear." Holding Stella's belly.

Stella stood up again, and Marcel pulled his hand back.

Stella:"Why Cells?" Seeing Marcel.

Marcel:"Actually I don't want you to cook, I don't want you to."

Stella :"Oh, why?" Sit on the edge of the bed. "Are you afraid my cooking is not good?"

Marcel: "Not so, when I proposed to you I once told you and your parents that you would be my wife instead of my personal assistant. You don't have to cook Stell, we just buy food."

Stella:"Marcel, why the hell? Very much lebay." Hit Marcel's cheek. "I'm not doing this, it doesn't mean I'm your assistant."

Marcel: "I don't want you to be exhausted in the slightest, even if you're not pregnant, I won't let you get tired."

Stella:"Marcel, it's really my responsibility. A wife deserves to be in the kitchen, so if I do this you don't feel guilty, because it's my job."

Marcel :"Yes, it is indeed the duty of the wife. But I don't want you to do it."

Stella:"Why?"

Marcel:"I know you can't cook, or you can't do any other homework, otherwise it's okay. I didn't marry you for that Stell."

Stella:"Cell, I know you accept me for who I am, I'm so grateful. I want to learn to do Cell's homework, I hope you can support me, I beg Sel. I'm not gonna burn out the cells either."

Marcel: "Well Stell, I will always support you." Stand up.

Stella :"Yes, you go to work. I'm gonna get ready to cook." Walk out of the room and down the stairs.

Stella walks into the kitchen, and Marcel walks into her study. Stella took out one by one the cooking ingredients and placed them on the table. He took the vegetables and cut them and cleaned them and cooked them. Then he took the chicken and fish in the freezer, soaked them with water and cleaned them. He fried the fish and chicken, after which he took the chili, onion and garlic from the refrigerator, cleaned them and put them in a blender and blended them until all the ingredients were mixed. Then Stella took the cauldron and cooked the red chili. After the chili is cooked, Stella mixes the chicken and fried fish into the sauce. Then Stella picked up the pot again, she filled the water up to half of the pot, she put in all the seasonings and the chicken was still raw. Marcel came and hugged her from behind.

Marcel :"Such a pity," caressed Stella's belly.

Stella turned off the stove and moved the chicken soup into a container, she moved the containers that already contained the food she cooked to the dining table, Marcel also helped her lift it.

Marcel:"We're eating now? It's still half seven."

Stella:"If you want to eat, eat first. I'm gonna take a shower, please,"

Marcel :"Oh yes, you just took a bath we just ate together, you cooked it how much? Can we spend it all tonight?" Eating chicken sambal.

Stella:"Not Sel, later security guards and other domestic workers eat this too."

Marcel :"Ooh, yeah."

Stella: "I take a shower first yes," walked up the stairs.

Marcel walked after Stella, he immediately carried Stella up the stairs so that Stella was not tired. Once in the room, Stella immediately brought her towel into her bathroom, then she took a bath.