Not the Ideal Husband

Miners...

Iris clapped her hands while staring at her satisfied work for almost half a day.

The clock was moving towards noon and after a long struggle up to several times Iris's beautiful nails were broken. Now Iris's efforts produce enough results to be appreciated.

A plate of fried chicken flour is slightly brownish in addition to vegetable stir-fried kale decorated with savings of fried onions gosong looks neatly served on the table.

Yes, although it seems a bit absurd from the color of the vegetable, but believe me. The taste is quite fitting because Iris mix food flavorings into it painstakingly and always taste it to make sure whether it feels right or not.

Now there is one more task Iris wants to do. Pack the food he brought earlier into the bushel and then bring it to the office where Damar works.

Iris was seen taking a chair to open the cabinet above the cabinet and after finding several supply places, Iris also brought down one of the dark green bushels from inside.

Iris also began to arrange the food that she wanted to bring neatly into the bushel, after finishing. He went into the room to pick up the papper bag he ordered online.

And after finishing packing the provisions neatly, Iris rushed to take a shower and then prepared to go to Damar's office with his own car.

♡♡♡

The trip that was stuck made Iris come to Damar's office when the employees had finished their afternoon break.

Iris did not back down. He was still with his PD approaching the reception desk and asked for permission to enter.

Luckily the receptionist who was there recognized Iris, so without much drama Iris was allowed to go upstairs to go to Damar's study.

After the elevator that led Iris to the floor where the workspace Damar stopped, Iris exited the elevator and walked a little nervously to the workspace Damar.

"Tok..,tock..."

Iris knocked twice on the door. No answer has been heard yet.

Being impatient, Iris immediately turned the door handle and..

"Simplets.."

The brown door of the teak wood material finally opened along with the frown of Iris when she saw the scenery inside there.

"Miss Rima? Why are you here?" Iris asked disliked when she saw there was a rival who was in the workspace of her husband.

Rima showed me some boxes of food that were in front of him and Damar.

"We were having lunch, lady, so there was a virtual meeting with the William company, because the meeting was quite long. My brother and I missed lunch. Fortunately, this morning I brought provisions, so because I think brother Damar also has not eaten I took the initiative to distribute my provisions to him.

Rima explained in a slow tone so that Iris did not misunderstand.

"Oh yeah, Don't Iris want to join?" Ask Rima again kindly.

Iris melengos's.

"No need. Thank you, I've had lunch and I happened to be here as well because I wanted to deliver lunch for my husband!!"

Iris walked over and then put the dark green bushel on the table Damar with a straightforward motion.

"Darling, I cooked you lunch. Take it easy, this time I guarantee it can be eaten. I opened it.."

Iris reassures Damar who looks unenthusiastic about his arrival.

"You don't want to open it?" Iris asked in a slightly disappointed tone when she saw that Damar was still busy eating Rima's provisions rather than opening the provisions he brought.

"Teacher.."

Damar opened the lid of the food supply that Iris brought earlier and immediately furrowed both eyebrows when he saw the kale that had changed color to blackish yellow.

Rima who saw the food for Iris, unconsciously laughed off.

"Gosh, were her kins exposed to pesticides??

Rima asked while laughing at the shape of the provisions that Iris brought.

Damar again sighed heavily while slowly pushing Iris's food supply to the side of the table.

Iris's face looks flushed with the embarrassment.

Rima who saw Damar and Iris became anxious to ask again.

"Miss Iris, may I ask you a question? Did you know that before, you couldn't cook at all?" Ask Rima carefully.

Iris did not reply, she threw her gaze in the other direction.

Seeing the behavior of Iris, Damar could only shake his head while Rima laughed again.

"It seems like my guess is right, Miss Iris indeed..."

"ENOUGH MISS RIMA!! I didn't come here for you to corner. I can't cook, but at least I'm trying for my husband. You should be someone who is not someone Damar does not need to interfere!! You want to be an actor??"

"Miss Iris!! Keep your talk!!" Damar's voice coldly rebuked Iris.

"Miss Rima just asked, don't overdo it and she shouldn't be offended. Miss Rima talked about the facts, didn't she? Miss can't cook and..."

Damar did not continue his sentence when he saw Iris turned around and ran out of the room Damar without closing the door.

The departure of Iris made Damar and Rima look at each other, guilt also enveloped Rima's heart at that time.

"Sister, I'm sorry." Rima lirih.

Damar frowned.

"For what?"

"Miss Iris seems offended by my words huh? I didn't mean to insult him. I just.."

"That's it, what's wrong. Miss Iris is indeed quite a sensitive girl, as her husband. I want to represent him to apologize for the words that Miss Iris said earlier. Forgive my wife Miss Rima.."

Rima. "No, not Damar. Not so, before I go home I'll take you to the pastry shop and then we'll buy a cake as an apology to Miss Iris yes, I'm really bad for her."

Damar seemed to think for a moment then nodded.

"All right.." Damar finally answered.

"It looks like my attitude was too outrageous, I'll apologize." Inner Damar.

♡♡♡