Romisa Life

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After the second he cleaned himself and performed the magrib prayer. Mass and Arga went downstairs. Because Mass will cook dinner for arga. When they reached the end of the stairs they were immediately greeted by Tang and bi ane secretary who stood facing him.

"Bi ane, assign the chefs to cook dinner in the side or back kitchen. Because this kitchen I'm going to use. And you Tang, make sure no one gets into this kitchen before I'm done," Arga said, then pulled the waist of the mass to get close to her.

"Okay sir," Tang and bi ane replied and then bowed respectfully.

Arga and Mass walked towards the kitchen.

Why is he still assigning the cooks to cook. Huh.thank God. So I guess I'll make her cooking 1 or 2 of a kind.

Arriving at the kitchen arga immediately locked the sliding glass door and closed all its curtains. Misa wrinkled her eyebrows in wonder.

"My husband, why are the doors in the lock and the curtains all closed?" ask mass wonder.

But Arga did not answer the question of Mass. Even open the veil of mass and throw it on the sampiran cloth in the kitchen.

Why is my veil in open a liona later if anyone sees how.

Then Arga tidied the mass hair was about to bind her but could not bind her properly.

Singaaa if you can't tie my hair why force it so much.

"My husband. Let me tie my hair, "pinta mass and take over her hair.

"No, let me." Arga forcefully forced.

Misa sighed her.

Until when do you keep flipping my hair back, when will you start cooking it.

Not long after. Arga had finished tying the mass hair though not a tidy bond but at least the mass hair was now tied.

"It can be," said Arga showed the results of his work with a proud arga smile.

Misa glanced at the results of the arga work of the glass half body in the kitchen.

Alright appreciable. Than at all.

"Yes my husband, thank you." Say mass and then smile.

Arga kisses both cheeks of mass.

Arga took two aprons to cook and put them on mass and himself.

Why does a lion wear an apron too. Does he want to cook. Can she cook.

Misa began to issue ingredients that would be mass made to cook chicken soup potato carrot and began to process the ingredients. arga was happy to poke mass with occasional nose poking mass and kiss the face of mass.

Singaa. Can't you just sit in the chair how I'm gonna cook if you keep bothering me.

"My husband, sit in the chair. Just look when I'm cooking yaah," the Mass pinta and lead Arga's arm to follow her to the pantry seat.

"I'll help you," refused arga and opened one of the ingredients listed on the kitchen table.

You're not helping me but making me feel better and wasting my time. I want to feel him screaming.

"Well my husband wants to help me. Please potongi carrot this can be," pinta mass gives 1 container of carrots that have been peeled

Arga looked at the carrot, "give me an example" he said.

Singaa. Cannot cook. Sok sok an want to help.

Misa exemplifies cutting carrots with the same piece of box long and neat.

"Like this my husband, can't." Mass gives the result of his neat pieces.

Arga nodded in understanding then passed towards one of the kitchen cabinets and took something from inside her then sat on the pantry chair and started cutting carrots.

Mass has begun to get busy with cutting chicken meat and removing the skin.

Why did the lion cut carrots for so long. I'm done with cleaning the chicken.

The Mass was finished with his chicken and approached the arga sitting at the pantry table who was busy cutting carrots.

"My husband, why cut the carrot alone use measured with a ruler all," chirped mass because saw arga cut his carrot measured with a ruler.

"Let's be the same length and width," replied Arga who was focused with his piece.

Yes tuhaannn. Worth it long. Turns out he's right2 can't be relied on.

Misa breathed her breath slowly.

"My husband let me just cut him, my husband sat down and just look," said Mass taking over the carrot container.

While Arga who does not want to be silent approached the mass and hugged the mass from behind then meciumi neck and shoulder mass visible because it does not wear a veil.

Yes how will I focus the lion. Why do you do this when I cook.

Misa raises her shoulders to stop Arga. But arga increasingly aggressively tempting mass.

"Romisa, it should be like this husband and wife, accompany her wife to cook." Say arga and back teasing mass with increasingly wild.

S liona learned from where the hell this semesum thing is. Why is his attitude becoming more.

Let me work you a lion.

"My husband. As far as I know. Besides accompanying his wife cooking. The husband must also be willing to taste the food that is processed by his wife. Would my husband try?" ask mass.

Arga stopped his activities that continued to tempt mass. Then switch to tightly hugging the mass and bouncing his head on the edge of the mass head.

"May, I'll try," she replied.

Misa who was cutting the ingredients smiled mysteriously then glanced at arga.

"really?" ask mass.

Arga nodded in agreement and then released his embrace and switched to hugging Mass from the front.

"All right, my husband close your eyes. I'll feed her food later, "let's say mass.

Arga furrowed his brow in confusion.

"Why should you close your eyes?" ask her.

Misa cupped next to arga's cheek.

"To look romantic."

Arga stared at the mass for a moment then nodded slowly and finally according to close his eyes.

Misa with her jail feeds a piece of chickpeas over half a spoon of nutmeg powder into the mouth of the arga.

Rasain lona. feel my vengeance.

The unsuspecting Arga ate her and chewed her. Arga's instantly red face held the groin and spicy taste of what she ate.

"Romisa, what is it. Why does it taste like this?" ask arga.

Misa held back her laughter.

"That's the food I'm going to make my husband. Why, is it not good?" the Mass pretended to be sad.

Arga forced the swallowing of food that was in his mouth to not make the mass sad. Then Arga cupped the face of Mass.

"Enak, go on." Arga.

"Will my husband try another one?" ask mass again.

Arga was silent for a moment then nodded in agreement.

"Close your eyes again my husband."

Arga according to closed his eyes.

This time the mass with his evil smile took a piece of carrot and stored it on half a spoon of pepper powder.

Haha. liona eat. Nice ko. Very yummy.

Misa feeds the carrot to the mouth of the arga.

And again the instantly red arga face held a spicy taste in her mouth and was about to spit out her.

But the Mass still put on a sad face so as to undo the arga vomit her.

"Why is your face red my husband, is it true that the food I'm going to make is not good?" ask Mass still with a sad expression.

Arga shook his head. Then shut her mouth. And with forced arga back swallow her again.

"Romania. You keep cooking it. I went out for a while" said Arga, gently rubbing the head of the mass.releasing the apron in use Then the arga passed leaving a mass that restrained laughter.

Haha.from earlier like that liona. Don't bother me. But why would a lion want to obey well in stupid.

SERIATE....