My Surgaku Key Betting Wife

For Onions.

Two days had passed, the two couples had just arrived at Bagaskara's courtyard. After their car stopped, Faris immediately went down around the car to open the door for his wife.

"Mas, I've been able to walk by myself!" nabil said, because it feels bad.

Of course Faris did not heed the wife's saying "Darling, one you should know, if I don't like to be rebutted!" faris said, after that he immediately carried the wife, brought her into the house, which was welcomed by the maids who lined up neatly at the door.

"Welcome back, Mister, Miss!" said bi Mila while looking down.

Faris simply passed by with a face of indifference and arrogance, ignoring the gazes of the person she was going through.

Different from, Nabil. He who was in the arms of the husband hid his face deep in the chest of the husband, although his face was closed, but still made him feel like putting his face in the pocket of pants, but still made him feel like putting his face into the pocket of pants, sangking he felt embarrassed because the gazes of the maids implied a temptation for him.

"Prepare a lot of delicious lunches for me and my wife too, remember! Must be delicious and nutritious cuisine!" faris gave the order.

"Good, Master!" bi Mila answered representing all of her.

After that he went straight into the elevator, Nabil who had dared to raise his head, was currently looking at the handsome face of the husband, with a firm jaw, a very sharp nose, and a very sharp nose, also her eyelashes are so flattened.

"Are you not satisfied admiring my good looks, dear?" asked Faris sontak make the wife flutter, Nabil felt embarrassed because he was caught looking at Faris' face.

"Mas!" call Nabil to divert the conversation.

Faris looked down, looking into the beautiful eyes of his wife "Hem ... Say it!" the answer Faris often uses when Nabil calls himself.

"Why do you tell them to cook, I can cook for us too?" asked Nabil, honestly he prefers if he himself prepares everything for the husband.

Ting...

The elevator door opened, Faris first stepped her foot out "I don't want you to be tired, baby!" faris Sarcas.

"But as a wife, I want myself to take care of your needs, including cooking for Mas!" timpal Nabil, and now they are in the room.

Faris put Nabil on the edge of the bed, then opened the niqab of the wife so gently.

Cup...

Not to forget the kiss on the lips of the wife "As a husband, of course I am also very happy if my own wife prepares everything, but for today I want to be alone with you!" chirped Faris while his right hand stroked softly Nabil's cheek.

"We've been living together for two days and two nights without anyone bothering us, Mom!" nabil added, not out of thought with Faris' attitude now.

"Even years with you never make me careless, even when I'm with you, I always want time not to pass!" sergeant Faris, what he said was true.

"Rem ... But you can accompany me to cook!" timpal Nabil is the last time.

Faria held her chin for a moment, a split second, she immediately agreed to the words of the wife, even though Nabil only just wanted to talk, where maybe a man like his husband would play in the kitchen, let alone help himself cook.

"Your proposal is fine too, baby! I'll change clothes first, you change clothes with a simple one, because the male guards, I'll tell you to go home right now!" cerocos Faris makes Nabil go awry.

"But-but Mas!" Nabil wanted to protest, but seeing Faris' sharp glances made Nabil undo his intentions.

"Jane, connect with the television in every room, including in front and the gate!" faris's orders.

"Good, boy!" instantly, Faris's face was seen on the screen in every room.

"For the Maids to get out of the kitchen, do the rest, and for the men, today can go home, now!" faris said so firmly.

Nabil was wide open with his mouth open, his life was too easy.

In an instant, the kitchen that had been occupied by the servants was immediately empty, as well as the men, whether drivers, bodyguards, or gardeners were all empty, he said, there were some of them coming home, some were entering the guard's room at the Bagaskara residence.

"Darling, let's get out!" take Faris with you, after they change their clothes.

Faris only wears mocha-colored knee-length pants, with the shirt t-shirt attached to her athletic body. While Nabil uses a blue casual dress, with hair on the wheel up.

"But is there really no man below?" nabil asked hesitantly, for he came out not using the khimar and also the niqab.

"I can't let a man see you without a face mask, baby!" faris said, kissing Nabil's hand, then they immediately stepped out.

Just a few minutes, both of them were in the kitchen, Nabil looked agile, took his apron and cooking tools, in contrast to Faris, he looked confused to see everything in his wife's grasp, moreover, he only stared when the woman was wearing an apron on her body.

Faris laughed at the behavior of the wife who thought she was very adorable, then rattled the wife's hair, making her owner redden her lips.

"Kok in Acakin is my hair, Mas! We're going to cook!" nabil's protest scolded her husband.

"I'm already fucking gnarling, baby!" timpal Faris's.

"Yes, we're cooking!" bring Nabil back smiling.

"How about we just cook soup and chicken soy sauce?" asked Nabil who got the nod from the husband.

"OK, help me cut onions!" nabil said so eager to give onions and knives to Faris.

"That's all?" ask Faris underestimating.

"What else you want, that's not necessarily what you can do!" nabil sneered while laughing crisply.

"You challenged me, honey?" faris asked did not accept, immediately his soul liked the challenge of directly thrashing.

"Try it if you can!" timpal Nabil again underestimated.

"Okay we start!" Faris and Nabil had started with their respective duties, Nabil directly cut the meat that he would make soup, while Faris was still twirling the onions in his hands.

With the tail of the twenty-eight-year-old's eyes glancing at Nabil who was focusing on the meat he was cutting, he was confused about the way to slice an onion, because when he wanted to slice it, he was, the onion was always off the knife, because he did not hold the onion he wanted to slice.

Nabil who realized Faris was struggling chuckled, then he approached, at the hand of the husband on the right who held the knife, and led the left to hold the onion so that the heresy was filled.

"If Mas doesn't hold it, how can it be sliced!" nabil said softly as he continued to move Faris' hand slicing the onion in front of them.

However, in contrast to Faris, when Nabil approached, he instead focused on the wife's white neck, impatiently he immediately kissed Nabil's neck, grunting him to make Nabil feel amused.

"Ih .. mas! Not seen pas Nabil ajarin!" nabil's protest soon broke away, otherwise her husband would definitely not have let go of her.

Faris chuckled, then tried to slice back the onion which only contained a few grains.

"A....!"

"Buck...!"

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Oh yes, while waiting for Nabil to come back, you just stop by the story entitled "Pengusahan Zenaya" by Kim O.

The story also tells about the bet, Zenaya is very loving man named Reagen, so she can be in a relationship with the man, she thinks Reagen really likes her, but her thoughts are wrong, but the, for the man, Zenaya's feelings were just rubbish.

Reagents approach her only for a bet, after learning that the man she stands for is only toying with her, Zenaya's feelings change, hating her, and vowing never to open her heart to men again.

But, fate says another, when it has been many years, they are finally rediscovered, and Zenaya must accept the fact that she must marry Reagents in order to save her self-esteem and the good name of her family.

How the next story, just go straight to the stall.