NOT THE USUAL CINDERELLA (Season 2)

LUNCH FOR MY DEAR HUSBAND

Deanda held her breath for a while while smiling happily and her hand moved to pick up some of the ingredients she was going to work on for her lunch with Alvero, something she had loved so much all along. Preparing food for the man she so admired. And now it has become an obligation for him as a wife, not as it used to be, an obligation that must be done because he is an employee of Alvero.

And doing such a thing for her husband was such a joy for Deanda. Although since he entered the palace Deanda was surrounded by dozens, even hundreds of servants and bodyguards However, there was an occasional time when Deanda wanted to prepare a meal for Alvero as one form of his affection for the man. It is a thing that just imagining it is enough to make Deanda happy.

"Sweety..." Deanda was picking up the herbs in the kitchen set, which was at the top of the kitchen wall, when the finished Alvero made his call with Ernest as he walked over and called out to her.

Alvero's eyes immediately widened to see how the figure of Deanda who only wore long-sleeved shirts without wearing long pants or at least shorts on the lower part of his body. Because the position of Deanda who was on tiptoes while her hands stretched out upwards to reach for kitchen spices made the shirt she wore come up, up, unfolded successfully and showed the entire smooth white thigh that looked so sexy to Alvero's eyes that were staring at him, making Alvero swallow his saliva and instantly move quickly towards Deanda.

Alvero quickly helped Deanda grab the spice container Deanda was about to take, making Deanda immediately pull her hand and set her foot back on the floor.

"Eh.. thanks." Deanda said softly.

"Don't keep teasing me sweety. I'm laparrrr.... If you don't serve me food immediately, don't blame me if I have to eat you back." Alvero said grimacing with both hands pulling the shirt worn by Deanda down to cover back some of the smooth thighs of her beautiful woman, if you do not want him back tempted and do not remember from earlier his stomach has issued a sound sign worms in his stomach are rebelling because of hunger.

"Then sit well, I will prepare a meal for you. What do you want for your lunch?" Deanda said as she pushed Alvero's body, and as soon as she reached the seat at the front of the kitchen table, Deanda held the seat back with her left hand, while his right palm was pointed at the seat, allowing Alvero to sit while waiting for him to cook.

"Whatever you're going to cook this afternoon I'm going to devour it. Whatever the origin, don't take too long. I'm so hungry." Alvero said while looking at Deanda who immediately nodded her head as her right hand twitched, giving a sign for Alvero to sit down.

Seeing Deanda's actions, Alvero immediately laughed amusedly while taking a sitting position on the chair appointed by Deanda just now.

"Ok, sit here, wait for me to cook for you." Deanda said as she walked back behind the kitchen table, starting to cook something simple and quick, spaghetty bolognese.

(Spaghetti Bolognese is one of the most popular spaghetti variants in the world today. It is usually served with a Bolognese sauce made from tomatoes, minced beef, garlic, wine and other spices. Bolognese sauce is a meat-based sauce, typical of the city of Bologna, Italy. It is commonly used to flavor tagliatelle al raggento and to make lasagna alla bolognese. If there is no tagliatelle, this sauce can also be used in conjunction with other flat and wide pastes, such as pappardelle or fettuccine. Italian authentic bolognese sauce is different from the spaghetti bolognese known outside Italy. The spaghetti bolognese we know looks more like raggento alla napoletana in Italy. Spaghetti Bolognese has become a favorite food in Europe and America, which also ranks third as a popular dish that is often consumed by Germans. Although it has become a traditional staple in Italy, many Italians claim that the Spaghetti Bolognese is not a native Italian snack but rather a recipe made from raggento alla Bolognese. In Italy alone Spaghetti Bolognese is not so popular its existence. Italians are more familiar with processed Rag ag alla Bolognese, which is a meat sauce that is cooked with a small fire for hours. It was invented by Alberto Alvisi in the 18th century. Each agrou consists of many materials that vary according to each region that makes it. The origins of the Spaghetti Bolognese are unclear and difficult to trace. But it is believed to be a form of evolution of the Italian people who migrated from Southern Italy to the United States in the 20th century. Spaghetti Bolognese is believed to be a hybrid version of raggento alla Bolognese. While the name Bolognese itself refers to one of the regions in Northern Italy called Bologna where this sauce became a traditional dish since antiquity. But with the popularity of Spaghetti Bolognese, making the city of Bologna known to the world as the origin of Spaghetti Bolognese itself).

"I just found out here all the ingredients are fully available. Have you previously ordered people to prepare? As far as I know we have no plans to visit this place." Alvero smiled at Deanda's question as she busily grinded meat for bolognese sausage.

Gee? A quiet place? What were we doing in the room that long? Is that what you call calm?

Deanda said inwardly as she held back her gel smile remembering what they had been doing all the time they were in the room. Although it is not an act that can be said to be calm, but by doing it with Alvero enough to make Deanda's mind calm again. And Deanda must admit it.

"Enzo and I visit this place a lot. Usually in this place we spend time fishing and chatting. Therefore every two days there will be a waiter who cleans this place while preparing food if at any time we visit this place and cook and even stay." Alvero again said as his left arm lay on the table in front of him, while his right elbow was resting on the table while his hand was clenched and held his head by sticking his fist on his right forehead.

"Here you cook for yourself?" Deanda asked with a look of disbelief, a crown prince and prince Adalvino cooking in a place like this? It felt like it would be a rare thing and Deanda did not mind if she had the chance to see such a rare occurrence.

"Is there anything strange? Enzo and I both studied abroad. At that time I would rather take care of my own needs than be surrounded by servants. Because abroad I can freely arrange it. It was the freest time for me. My movements abroad can't always be controlled by papa and Eliana. Since long... Enzo, who dislikes all royal protocols, wants to stay there after graduation, but his parents force him to return to Gracetian." Alvero recounts his past as his hazel eyes stare at Deanda whose hands are still busy moving around.

It's so nice to see the woman I love preparing food for me. If only the position of the two of us was just an ordinary couple, surely every day we would be able to feel this kind of atmosphere. But our responsibility as the leader of this country sometimes has to let go of beautiful moments like this because of our busyness in the future. That's why I've arranged for you to become my assistant, so that we don't have to be apart for too long every day.

Alvero said inwardly with a smile on her lips that never faded.

"Do you doubt my ability to cook?" Alvero asked in a mocking tone, making Deanda immediately smile amusedly.

"Of course not. From the way you hold the knife, it already shows you have pretty good cooking skills." Deanda said as she wagged the stainless pot containing spaghetti while stirring it with chopsticks.

Deanda still remembers the incident in the private kitchen of the Adalvino company where Alvero taught her to cook Asian dishes that were not so mastered at that time. Since then Deanda learned a lot so as not to judge the ability of someone from outside, especially if he does not know well the person he is judging.