Not the Forbidden Miss

Twenty-Two - Famine

I cook for dinner for myself, because I thought Mas Azril would come home to Farah. So, I cooked a serving of fried rice for myself. I told all my assistants at home, that Mas Azril would not come home for a week, because there was work, so I told them to relax at home, not that he I liburkan, keep working, he said, but not too heavy work. Ma'am Asih only I did not tell him to cook, because I prefer to cook for myself potluck, and only for me. If you want to cook, please cook, for all the assistants at home, but not for me.

I enjoy my fried rice in front of the TV, while watching TV so as not to be quiet. Like that every night, when Mas Azril was not home. I heard Mas Azril open the door of his room, I looked, it was true that he came out of his room, then approached me who was enjoying my dinner.

“What did you eat, Mal? How not nawarin?” ask Mas Azril.

“For what to offer? Isn't Mas going home to Farah again?” my answer.

“No, I want to sleep here,” he replied.

“One week in the agreement? How come two nights have you been home? The newlyweds are still her angels?” my spoken.

“You don't like me coming home, do you?” mas Azril.

“Ribet is you, Mas! Mending with Farah just there!” expirku.

“Kok you are so? I miss you being wrong?” he said and sat next to me.

“Ih, that sofa there is still, why sit here anyway! There ah, not here!” expirku.

“Mal, I'm hungry,” he said.

“I order food for a while, want to ask Mbak Asih for your masakin, pity already sleeping like he. I'll order it, what do you want?” my many.

“I want this only, this portion is quite a lot, here I ask, do not buy this only.”

Mas Azril grabbed the hyacinth on the plate, he immediately spooned the rice, then ate it. He also took a cracker, and bit it on my bite marks. I'm glad he's gonna eat a plate with me again after a long time like this. I really miss romantic things like this as well, but I am still very upset with him, so there is a sense of arrogance at this time towards Mas Azril.

“I'm still hungry, don't spend!” my tukas.

“You ate a lot?” ask Mas Azril.

“Yes I eat a lot?” my answer.

“Later if I run out again,” said Mas Azril.

“Kayak can cook!” my tukas.

“Bare!” the answer.

Mas Azril fed the fried rice to his mouth again, he ate it well, I'm sure he was really hungry. Fortunately I made a bit of a question, so it was good enough for both. But I'm not good with him, I love my side. Just let it go, you fool! It's not time to go home yet. Not exactly a promise!

“Let's open your mouth, sorry I ate earlier, open his mouth, aaaa ..”

Mas Azril spooned the fried rice for me, I still closed my mouth, I was lazy once this was the case, he would have asked me for more. Let it be, I won't give it to him! It's not that easy, Azril!

“It's already for you, anyways like you're starving once?” my spoken.

“Indeed I am hungry, let alone your fried rice is delicious,” he said praising my cooking.

“Ya spent it,” I said.

“No dong, my time spent. Come on I feed you.”

“Gak, I can do it myself!” I was about to grab the spoon that Mas Azril was holding, but Mas Azril brushed it off.

“I bribe only, let's open his mouth.”

I had to open my mouth. Like this, I remember her romance after marriage. Why would I cry at a time like this, would I miss something like this too? Before I knew about Farah, I was so happy. Mas Azril has always been romantic like this, always making me happy. Eat a plate together, drink a glass together, like when the newlyweds.

For a while, he just married Farah, why even romantic like me? Ah bodo very! Let it be like this, but still I don't want him to touch anymore! Let me sin, if I eat a plate together, yes understand that I do not cook, because I think he came here just want to say will take me to Japan. It turns out to be overnight here. He did not return to Farah's house again.

“Already, that's for you, I'm full,” I said.

“Yakin?” tanyanya with sparkling eyes, as if happy fried rice I love him all.

“Iya, just eat,” I replied.

Mas Azril nodded, then ate voraciously. Too bad, he must be very hungry. Anyhow in Farah's house is not fed anyway? I sat down on the sofa next to him. I don't want to get close to Mas Azril, he's so dangerous. Could you eat my fried rice, he'll eat me too? Don't get to that! Some of the feeling of wanting to make love to him has also disappeared from me, for some reason, there is no more passion to want to make love with Mas Azril. Maybe because I was too disappointed and hated Mas Azril's lies.

I got out of my seat, I forgot something, I haven't finished the admin recap copy of the Pre-Order from the Agents. Especially tomorrow the new product launching, a lot of fans. Fortunately I produce a lot, usually I limit production, just like when the previous product, which sold not much, the rest of the stock is quite a lot. I learned from before. Sometimes not all new products can catch the hearts of buyers. Not only fashion, motorcycles, cars, there are also failed products, let alone clothes? Sometimes the model is too old-fashioned, too ordinary, or too crowded. Thank God, this new product, has a lot of enthusiasts, thousands of our gamis production, because the order from the agents is also very much.

“Mal, where are you going?” ask Mas Azril.

“You grab the phone, there's still unfinished work. Later the plate just put it there, let me finish,” I replied.

“You're busy once, Mal?” my spoken.

“Iya, tomorrow will there be a new product launch?” my answer.

“Lho not already yesterday?” ask Mas Azril.

“Retreat, because there are obstacles,” I replied.

“Oh so?”

Launching a new product I was forced to resign a few days, because there were some employees who took leave. I took my cell phone, laptop, and a book. I take it to the middle room, if the table room is too small, so less free when working. I left Mas Azril for work. Let's just say, rather than me being close to him, I'll end up fishing, let alone he's so handsome once tonight.

Sometimes I lyrics Mas Azril who still sees TV and occasionally feeds rice into his mouth. God created the man who became my husband. Unfortunately, his heart is not for me, nor is his love for me. Only his body he gave me, he shared it with Farah. How shiny.