The charm of Janda Kembang

Part.46s

The car that Reynard was driving had arrived at the front of the house. He just got home from the shooting location.

Reynard got out of his car. He stepped into the house. Reynard saw his wife who was chatting with Lee young min.

"Mas Rey is home? Don't forget the promise" said Raisa.

"Yes, honey. I remember, "Reynard went to the room to put the little bag he used to carry around. After that he went to the kitchen to cook fried rice as asked by his wife.

Reynard took the spice out of his pants pocket. Coincidentally it's a concoction seasoning that is loved by one of his acquaintances who is good at cooking.

'I'd better pretend to have some spice, ' Inner Reynard. Then put the seasoning that is not too soft into a round container like a plate, but made of stone. Reynard immediately picked it up.

After kneading the seasoning, he took the rice from inside the rice cooker. It just so happened that Bi Surti had cooked rice.

Raisa smelled the fried rice so fragrant from the kitchen.

'The smell is so good, Mas Rey's time can cook, ' Raisa got up from her seat, then she went to the kitchen to see her husband who was cooking.

"It's not ripe yet?" ask Raisa.

"Attent, darling. It's not soy sauce yet."

"Alright, I'm waiting there" he said, pointing to the dining room.

"Yes, baby." he said.

Raisa sat on one of the chairs in the dining room. She waited for her husband to finish cooking.

Reynard stuffed his homemade fried rice into a round plate. Then he put pieces of cucumber and tomato on the edge.

'Hopefully Raisa likes, ' Inner Reynard. Then he carried the rice carefully.

"Honey, it's ripe, '" Reynard put the plate he brought to his wife's front desk.

Raisa stared at the form of fried rice made in the form of love.

"It's delicious?" Raisa looked at her husband who was standing nearby.

"Cobain first," said Reynard.

"What a hell, is this really Mas Rey cooking?"

"Yes, honey. You saw for yourself that the one in the kitchen was just me."

Raisa ate the fried rice voraciously. Reynard smiled because after this surely his wife would forgive him.

Reynard saw his wife who had finished eating.

"Mas, it's delicious, I like it," Raisa got up from her seat, and she kissed her husband's cheek.

"Honey, on your lips there is still oil," Reynard wiped his cheek that was exposed to oil, because his wife's lips were stuck there.

"Hehe, sorry dear." Raisa smiled as she looked at her husband.

Raisa took her husband's hand. He took her to the room.

"Mas, take a shower! Let me get you some clothes" Raisa said, opening the closet.

"What are you suddenly good at? It was cuek morning."

"It's because it's made good fried rice."

"That means that the wife has to be bribed using food."

"Yes dong, tomorrow-tomorrow to make fried rice like that, yes," Raisa's pinta.

'Now, I have to be ready to ask for more seasoning mix, let the fried rice be as good as it was,'' Inner Reynard.

"Why is Rey silent?" Raisa looked at her husband who was not chiming in on her words.

"Yes, baby. tomorrow-tomorrow I will cook fried rice again for you."

"Well, so love's more," Raisa hugged her husband.

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