Rheas

Part 13: Weapons (Almost) Eat the Master

Time for dinner. Rhea deliberately did not return to the room that the mansion had prepared for her. He chose to help the maids in the kitchen and served some simple dishes to Raffa and also grandfather.

“Wah, it turns out my granddaughter-in-law is so great. Not only beautiful and talented it turns out you are also good at cooking.” Praise the grandfather who is no longer wearing aids and can walk gallantly to the dining table.

“Grandpa you.” Rhea seemed surprised by the appearance of grandfather who was so fit.

“Grandfather just pretended to be sick so I wanted to bring you here.” Imbuh Daffa who immediately invited laughter for the residents of the house.

They were already so familiar with the nosy attitude of the grandfather who had entered that fragile age.

“Alright then you should taste this. This is crab soup from my mother's recipe, I can guarantee it a hundred percent that it will taste really good.” Rhea scooped up a bowl of her homemade soup and gave it to grandfather to try.

“The taste is exactly with artificial Syahnaz.” Said grandpa in tears.

“You know my mother? I mean my foster mother?”

“She is grandfather's youngest daughter. It's only natural that he feels that way, because indirectly you are also grandfather's grandson. Although only a foster child.” Ceplos Daffa which makes the atmosphere cooler.

Rhea chose not to heed Daffa's words and continued to move on to the next bowl which she then handed over to Daffa. “Try.” Rhea was feeding Daffa.

Uhm….

They both blushed with the reactions of the family members who looked as if they were teasing the two. Rhea clumsily handed the bowl into Daffa's hands and then continued to fill the rice and other side dishes to the husband's plate.

That night's dinner was so solemn that everyone could feel the true warmth of the family.

After dinner they spend time chatting in the living room with Rhea sitting opposite Grandpa. Next to Daffa's husband.

Without hesitation, Rhea leaned her already heavy head against Daffa's shoulder. He chose to be very familiar in front of grandfather. An attitude that shows that they are indeed a matching husband and wife couple and also very well.

But Daffa's reaction to the contrary, Daffa actually seemed very nervous even though he still let Rhea put her hand on the girl's neck and leaned comfortably.

Without realizing it, Rhea could hear her heart beating so hard. The sound of the thump seemed to be able to deafen the eardrum of Rhea who was so close to his heart.

But Rhea tried to be as natural as possible and ignored Daffa's nervousness. He did not even pay attention to Daffa who cleared his throat so many times that he would shift his body slightly away.

“You have Daffa fever? Why did you keep beating from then on?” reprimand Sheryl who is the level of sensitivity multiplied by normal people in general.

“I just feel hoarse Brother, no problem.” Daffa let go of Rhea's hand and acted a little clumsy. Rhea who knew exactly what the problem was, chose to stick to the game.

“I'll get you warm water.” Daffa nodded.

Rhea actually managed to control Daffa this time. He really got into a game that was deliberately made by himself.

“This is the result if want to test me.” Inner Rhea felt that she had managed to win against her scheming husband.

Rhea came back with a glass of warm orange water for Raffa as well as all the family members who were gathering. She acted as if she was an understanding wife who was used to doing all this.

Daffa drank the water to the end without feeling suspicious in the slightest. He made Rhea express her triumphant smile.

He wanted to tempt the husband further. Especially because they are now in a place where Daffa will feel very weak and helpless.

“How do you control yourself with a wife you can't touch? You think I'm an item.” Rhea silently screeched.

He had expected that Daffa would ask Sheryl for a separate room with him. He had heard it himself before when he was busy with his apron and cooking utensils.

Their long conversation ended with Daffa having started to react due to its medicinal effects. He began to sweat coldly due to the effects of the drug, but the family members who witnessed it only smiled seductively because they knew what had happened to him.

There were so many eyes inside the mansion, it was not difficult to read their every step there.

Sheryl who knows exactly how the two are involved in the game. He deliberately asked the heads of the maids from other mansions to stay at the main mansion to celebrate the return of the young master.

No more empty rooms. Daffa was no longer able to hold himself back. Even for solo career in the bathroom he was no longer powerful.

"I'm sorry, but there's no room left" he said agitatedly as he peeked out of Rhea's bedroom door.

Rhea was already half-conscious from drowsiness when Daffa came in. He no longer even nagged when the husband pretended to enter without knocking on the door first.

"Just up to you." Rhea shuffled as if giving a green light. Though she is currently only dominated by drowsiness and also tired of trying to be a housewife all day. He even forgot about the style he had used to work on Daffa.

***

The very long night is over. They both fell asleep in the position of Rhea and Daffa's arm.

The awkward atmosphere automatically made the girl surprised and screamed so badly. Fortunately, the room was a soundproof room so that the sound of his screams could be muffled without having to wake up the entire house.

"What are you doing?" upset Daffa.

"What did you do to me?" Rhea pulled her blanket to the limit of her neck and crossed her hands across her chest as if something bad had happened to her.

"Don't you see your clothes are still intact." grumbled Daffa annoyed at his disturbed sleep.

The full night the young man could not sleep due to the effects of the medicine that affected him. He even had to soak in ice water overnight to overcome the turmoil within him.

"It's a good thing that Sheryl always keeps ice in large portions. If only he didn't have a hobby of making ice cream, I would've made it last night." - annoyed.

Sheryl has an ice cream shop located in the city center. But because of his hobbies and also his establishment he prefers to produce his own ice at home instead of having a factory. But due to Daffa this time, it is certain that the step-grandmother will not be able to open her shop today.

"Daffa!" screeched Sheryl from the kitchen when she realized that she had lost twenty kilograms of her ice.

"Death to me, I will be punished for you. Besides what's wrong if I fuck you, anyway as a model you're used to going up and down other people's beds." said Daffa who was only replied to a sneer by Rhea.

"At least I'll never get into your bed if you know. I'd rather serve those striped-nosed men than you."

"As far as you go." An upset Daffa steps up to Sheryl to account for her actions.

While Rhea who had been flushed with a false accusation could only hide herself in a blanket and run to the bathroom to reverse her consciousness.