The CEO's Successor Wife

CHAPTER 32 Preparing for Dinner

"Thank God they both believed in my reasons without breaking my contract. Their basis is yes if they have got prey not given saggy gas continues until the victim gives up..." Omel Freya all the way to her apartment..

After Ezra's operation was completed, due to the influence of total anesthesia, Ezra had not yet regained consciousness. Freya resigned to go home. But they feel grateful that the operation went smoothly and successfully. And most likely the donor heart is also suitable in Ezra's body as long as it gets intensive and routine care.

" A tiring day as well as a relief to hear the children of the orphanage so happy about the delivery of dessert from Mr. Akram. Ehm.. it turns out that the wall man has a conscience also yes.would I reply to his actions.kira - guess what yes?" so Freya waited in front of the elevator.

" Who do you mean by wall man huh..?" said a man from behind.

Degs...Suddenly Freya's steps stopped when she heard a familiar voice in her ear. Freya slowly looked back.

" Eh, sir! hehehehehehhe.anu sir is not who - who is." grinned Freya by lowering her head.

" Ck.." cebik Akram the owner of the baritone voice walked ahead of Freya's step into the elevator after the door opened.

" Is basic, just surprising. Though earlier when he was in the basemant he was not seen, Iha this arrived to enter the elevator he was nongol behind." murmured Freya.

" You want to stand there?" said Akram coldly seeing Freya still standing pecking at the front of the elevator.

" Eh, wait for the master." Freya realized immediately ran into the elevator.

" Fiuhh.bikin was shocked, sir." said Freya holding her chest feeling relieved.

" Ahem." dehem Akram to silence his mouth Freya.

The atmosphere inside the elevator was silent, which was drowned with their thoughts.

The elevator door opened but Freya was still in her place. He did not dare to step because Akram still did not budge from his position.

" Make dinner!" akram said with a barely audible voice.

" Huh. What sir?" Freya asked just to make sure of her hearing.

" Ck..." Cebik Akram withholding the prestige of directly passing regardless of Freya.

" Basic prestige" Freya's son looked at Akram's behavior that seemed to hold his ego.

Finished cleaning himself, he deftly started cooking dinner for Akram

And want to repay his kindness.

" Phew.completed also my first meal in this apartment. I hope he likes this cooking. Though not at all know how his taste." said Freya was satisfied with the work that has been arranged so neatly on the dining table. Wiping her forehead flooded with sweat Freya rushed towards the room to clean her face while calling her master.

Ceklek, the door of the room adjacent to Freya's room opened and showed a tall and sturdy man with the right proportions and perfect. It is clearly visible from behind the tight black shirt that he wears with a combination of black chinos.

His steps led him to the bottom floor and continued to step into the source of the scent that his five sense of smell smelled.

" Ehm, smell this scent like mama's cooking. After many years this new year is filled with the aroma of home cooking. Was that woman cooking it, so she heard what I said in the elevator?" murmured Akram sniffed - the nose end towards the origin of the scent that had been detected by his nose.

When Akram arrived at the dinner table, he was stunned to see the various dishes had been arranged neatly on the table. Although the menu of Freya cuisine is home cooking but if seen from the look is not inferior to 5-star restaurant cuisine. The aroma caused by Snapper saos sweet acid, fried squid flour, vegetable kale and not to forget the fruit salad is very appetizing who see and smell the aroma.

" Ehm. I'm thirsty!"

" Since you're already here, let's eat with master! I don't know your taste and this is the only dish I can serve. I want to thank you for generously pleasing the children of the orphanage with very delicious food" said Freya accompanied by a sincere smile.

It felt an unfamiliar but comfortable feeling going into the recesses of Akram's heart when he saw the sincere smile of his contract wife.

Without thinking, Akram immediately pulled the chair and dropped his butt. Seeing this, Freya felt happy because she got a good response.

Deftly, Freya spooned rice to the plate of Akram and his side dishes.

" I hope you like it, sir!" Freya.

Seeing the sincerity that emanated from Freya's service is not denied he admitted the greatness of cooking.

With the first mouthful that entered his mouth made Akram really feel the home cooking that he had not felt for a long time.

Seeing Akram's facial expression that cannot be predicted makes Freya was - was if the taste of the cuisine does not match his tongue.

In silence, Akram continues feed after mouthful to finish the contents on his plate.

Freya was just silent - the deac stole a glance towards Akram who had finished his meal with no leftovers.

" Thank you for dinner" said Akram.

" How about sir?" tanya Freya expected a response from Akram.

" Not bad" said Akram flat which made Freya dare not expect much.

" Thank you sir! if you like, I will prepare food for you. Think of me as a worker in this house." bargained Freya so that she does not feel indebted.

" Ehm." dehem Akram got up from the chair and walked towards his study.

" Good sir, if you need anything please don't hesitate to call me." Freya Saying.

" Fiuhh..thank God! he liked it even though it was no comment but from the contents of his plate that had been cleanly finished it already showed that my cooking matched his tongue." Freya muttered directly cleaning the dining table and eating utensils both of them.

Finished with business in the kitchen, Freya was peeling fruit for snacks in spending his Saturday night with his favorite movie.

As usual, he put a glass of warm milk for Akram on the living room table.

" Ah, it's so grateful to still be able to enjoy my weekends and nights in peace after all the things that have happened in my life. God still loves me still giving healthy favors and opportunities." Exclaimed Freya stretched her muscles.

Freya turned her gaze towards the door of Akram's study, a door that was tightly closed.

" Ah, you crazy man works if you are in the room until you feel at home without knowing the time. But it's worth the hell with his workaholic that he was able to become the number one young entrepreneur in this country even to penetrate the international market." muttered Freya after successfully searching for the biodata of An Akram from the search results through Doogle.

After passing through Akram's workroom, Freya also took her step up to the top floor to her room.