Psychopaths are Getting Bucin

FRIED RICE

The next day...

Reza opened the curtains of his room, so that sunlight could enter his room. Silvi squirmed slowly.

"Good morning" Reza said.

Silvi opened her eyes.

"Good morning" he answered.

Reza carries a tray of milk, chocolate jam toast, and apple slices. Silvi sat leaning on the head of the bed. Her husband could always make her smile.

The way Reza shows her concern is indeed a little different from most husbands out there. It is this small attention that makes Silvi fall in love with Reza every day.

"I deliberately woke up early so I could prepare warm milk and toast for you" Reza said.

"Thank you, brother!" Silvi drooled at her favorite toast.

"Grub your teeth first" Reza stroked Silvi's head.

Silvi nodded and went to the bathroom. Impatiently, he brushed his teeth. Silvi's attitude like this is what makes Reza more in love with him. Sometimes childish, sometimes Silvi is also more mature than Reza.

"Enak" Silvi devoured his food.

Reza waited until Silvi finished her meal. Then they went downstairs. As soon as her feet set on the first floor of their house, Silvi looked at Reza fixedly.

"Why look at me like that?" ask Reza.

"Have you been bereasing?" Silvi asked back.

Their house is now clean. Glazed floor, shiny table...

"Already," replied Reza lightly.

"The crafts of my husband, ants can slip through here," Silvi said praising.

Reza laughs.

"Your stomach is big, I just want to ease your work" he said.

"Thank you, often!" Silvi.

Reza shuffled Silvi's hair with anxiety.

"Oh yeah, Glen where the tumben hasn't come yet?" Silvi.

"It's coming soon too" replied Reza lightly.

Ting tong's,

"Good morning, handsome Glen has already come here!" there was a voice shouting Glen from the front door.

"Well, come on, right?" exciting Reza.

"Long-life secretary sister," Silvi chuckled.

Reza walked forward to open the door for the pretentious Glen to be a polite guest this morning. Usually he goes straight in because he is also given access to Reza's house.

"Come in," Reza opened the door.

"Good morning, boss!" hello Glen sumringah.

"Morning," as usual Reza ketus.

Glen breezed into his boss' house. It was unexpected that Silvi had already welcomed him.

"Why just got to Glen?" ask Silvi.

"It's usually this hour, Mrs Boss.."

"Times?" Silvi.

"Yes already...Let's go to the kitchen!" Silvi held Glen's hand.

Reza gawking.

"Stop! Don't grab hold of the barrel, baby!" Reza releases Silvi's hand.

"Ish is just a doang gang," Silvi protested.

Instead of quarreling, Silvi let go of his arm. Glen followed behind Silvi. So did Reza. Arriving at the kitchen, Silvi sat down at the dining table.

"Glen, make some fried rice!" exciting Silvi.

"I?" Glen pointed to himself.

"The name Glen is just you, right, Gentong!" exciting Silvi.

"Ready ready, Boss Ma'am! Do it!" Glen according.

Judging from the look on his face Silvi was eager to eat fried rice. Rather than being angry at the Boss Ma'am, Glen cooked it. It's just plain fried rice, after all.

"You want some fried rice? Why didn't you ask me? Why ask Glen?" Reza flocked Silvi with a question.

"Makin' Glen's client, brother!" Silvi.

"I'm the one who made it?"

"No!" Silvi can't be seduced.

"Jude, but isn't he full yet? Had eaten the same bread as an apple, drank milk too,"

"No idea, brother! I've never been full lately" Silvi replied innocently.

Reza laughs.

"Oh yes Glen, I want the fried rice with sausage pieces yes, but the chicken sausage is cut 1 cm thin. Continue to use shrimp as well, the shrimp peeled the same diilangin head. 6 aja airnya but small shrimp. Keep adding also chives, sweet soy sauce 3 tablespoons, do not stir but should not be scorched." said Silvi.

"Mom Boss.." said Glen.

"You're gonna ask if that's all, right? I forgot to add lemon juice, 3 drops. Don't worry about getting scolded by Reza. If you have already died, love to the blue plate doraemon image yes! That's it, not the macem!" Silvi.

"Okay, Boss Ma'am!" Glen resigned.

"Can you please do it, Miss Boss?" continued Glen.

"I'm just asking for simple time?" silvi Protest.

"Okay, Mrs Boss. I'll remember" Glen resigned.

"Good cooking, Gentong!" Reza is grateful that Glen told Silvi to cook.

Glen looked pouted.

"After I thought about it, Reza's sister mending helped Glen." suddenly Silvi said so.

"You said you want Glen to cook, right, baby?" Reza panic.

"I've been thinking, brother! I also want to eat something," Silvi said.

Reza took a breath. True speech of his papa and Papa Erick, facing a pregnant wife must be a lot of patience.

"Ciiaahh the Boss, let's help me!" Glen mellowing.

"Shut up!" Reza's head was Glen's.

Glen laughed, his boss also felt the distress he was experiencing as well. The two men looked cautious while cooking fried rice Silvi's request. For now they look compact and work together.

"Boss boss.." exclaimed Glen, he stopped his activity that was sauteing seasoning.

"What the hell?" Reza sewot's.

"It's my bangs to the eye, boss! Please step aside," replied Glen.

Glen's hair is rather long the front. Wear that middle part.

"Just bother," Reza put down the knife.

Reza was cutting a sausage with a thickness of 1 cm. Again seriously shaving at once cut, even asked for help trivial things with the Gentong. If not helped, surely the mouth of the barrel was screaming continuously.

"Here!" Reza held Glen's head to face her.

Reza tucked Glen's hair behind her ear. But it turns out that it's hard, it can't get to the back of the ear.

"Can't do it" complained Reza.

Czechs,

Silvi playfully takes a photo as Reza tidies Glen's hair.

"It must be exciting if I spread it to the grub," Silvi murmured.

Silvi sent the photo to the chat grub. Wait for the reaction of all friends and family.

Back to the romantic kitchen scene, again,

"Hand the boss" said Glen.

"Tetid...." Silvi imitates romantic music ala-ala because Reza and Glen are still posing as before.

Reza hurriedly took off his hand.

"Gosh," Reza curses herself.

"Ih Bu Boss.." but Glen, both of his cheeks are flushed in shame.

Silvi laughs.

"The hair is covered in eyes, so don't focus on cooking!" Glen's still blabbering.

"Eat him cut!" exclaimed Reza sewot, he did not want his pride to fall again in front of Silvi.

Reza has a brilliant idea. He took something in the fridge. He also took scissors.

Glen was still nagging while continuing to stir the ingredients that had been put into the pan. I don't know what his boss did. Then, Reza held Glen's head.

"Shut up!" exciting Reza.

Glen said, but his hand remained motionless to occasionally stir his fried rice so as not to burn.

"So!" said Reza.

Silvi laughed at once.

"Good good!" said it.

Glen touched his head. His head was now wrapped in a plastic fruit container like it.

"Your hair won't bother you anymore, it's cooking fast!" Reza chuckles.

Czechs,

Silvi took a photo of Glen cursing a clear plastic bag hat. There's an apple logo in there. Reza's idea is effective, Glen's hair won't interfere with the eyes anymore.

"Without pinter the boss," complained Glen.

Reza.

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