Secret of Culunku's Wife

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The moon is shining, illuminating the darkness of the night sky. A couple was in a sports car that was traveling at standard speed. The man held the steering wheel and tapped his finger on the steering wheel.

"Moon" called the husband to his wife.

The woman beside him looked. "Yes" he answered briefly.

"Don't you feel like Daddy's making a decision too soon?" asked the husband to look at his wife.

"Daddy never makes a wrong decision, Sun. We all believe that you can do it" said the wife, stroking her husband's arm.

"But, I don't think it's appropriate yet" he said in a soft voice.

Ara smiled gently. "Sooner or later, that company will indeed be your right, Sun. So, just accept what Daddy has entrusted. Wasn't this your will from the beginning?"

Hearing his wife's last words, Ali fell silent. He also remembered his insolent behavior when he first began a relationship with his wife. Just because of Clarissa's seduction, he became a matre man who willingly exchanged relationships with treasures.

While Ara, the woman was also silent, regretting the words that had just come out of her mouth. She realized that her words must have hurt her husband. The deal they broke, this time it was reopened.

"Sorry, Sun,"

Ali only replied to his wife with an awkward smile. As a man, he also realized that this was all his fault. The wife is not wrong if she returns to discuss things that have hurt her heart.

The car driven by Ali entered the high gate of a minimalist house, the dwelling they occupied together since the beginning of the wedding took place. Ali stopped his car when he entered the garage of a car lined up neatly owned by his wife.

The two went down together, then immediately entered the house that was only inhabited by two people. The place was now not guarded by the guards, Ara ordered all the guards in that place to return to the headquarters, for the convenience of the husband.

The door of the house opened after Ara entered the key and opened it. They immediately entered and headed straight for the room. Ara just went inside her room to put down her belongings, such as bags and shoes. Ali went straight into the bathroom to clean up.

Ara went downstairs and headed for her mini pantry. She would cook another simple menu for her husband, who was now turning into a greedy man. Evidently this morning, the man ate all his cooking alone. He only ate toast for his breakfast.

"What am I cooking, Dad?" the woman's monologue opened the refrigerator.

He decided to take pufferfish and jengkol for cooking. His clasped hands were so deftly processing what was his target. The woman cleaned the fish herself with her hands, washed, seasoned and fried the fish with hot oil.

Finished with bawal fish, now Ara changed to cultivate jengkol. The woman boiled it first before it was finally in the bushel and fried. After that give the spice and process it into a jengkol stew.

Almost 45 minutes in the kitchen, Ara has now finished processing her two favorite menus. Arrange plates, glasses, to spoons to the dining table. Serving the two menus side by side along with rice.

When Ara had just finished arranging all the food he made on the table, coinciding with Ali who had just come down from the top floor. The man looked fresh with slightly wet hair. Her husband was wearing shorts with a plain shirt stellan.

"Well, is the cooking ripe?"

"Yes, but I haven't had a bath yet" Ara replied briefly.

Ali looked at his wife from the ground up. His wife was still wearing clothes when he went to the office, only in addition to the apron which became the first layer so that the splash of cooking stains did not dirty his clothes.

"You didn't take a shower, I want to eat you." Ali blinked one eye.

Ara laughed loosely, then hit her husband's arm a little hard. "You're now turning into Alimes*m, yeah!" his taunts before running away from the place to eat.

"Moon!"

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