The Marriage Order

Mr. Reynand

The atmosphere of the living room that night became tense. Baruna's sister angrily cursed her stepbrother who is indeed annoying. Me and Daniel tried to calm him down. Indira who saw her brother's behavior immediately followed her brother who left suddenly.

"Honey calm down, you yourself know he's a shitty guy. Don't take heart," I said.

"Yes Bar. I also don't understand why he's still so lo's the same attitude."

"For the sake of company. What else do you think?" replied Baruna upset.

"Mending we play a game just yuk above. Let your kello disappear."

"Where?" Baruna looked at me for permission.

"Yes there already. One hour yes" I said.

"Every queen," she said grinfully.

Brother Daniel then took us all up to the family room where there is a long shelf-type table with a large television and the latest game console is below it.

I sat on the sofa while the two of them sat on a thick carpet while hugging each other's small pillows. I pulled out my phone looking at the social media notifications that I had not touched in a few days. There are thousands of tags and messages posted there due to the video case of the fight.

"As much as these netizens, do they not have a job to the point of commenting on the lives of people like myself with this brutality? No artist, no model, not a famous person."

I shook my head at the behavior of these netizens. Suddenly Indira came up the stairs carrying drinks and snacks for us.

"Bun's mother, I'm thirsty" said Brother Daniel, looking at his wife.

"That's why I brought it. Surely playing with no food or drink?"

Brother Baruna just nodded with a smile as he grabbed the cake snack in front of him. He thrust the cake into my mouth that was sitting behind him.

"Make you," he said.

"Yes. Thank you dear."

I'm still holding my phone, starting to play games again. Indira who saw me glancing at my phone shook her head.

"Aih ... have grown up still playing the game so," he commented.

I laughed and said, "It's over with Dir."

"Follow down. Help prepare dinner," Indira asked.

"It's a shame that I went downstairs, yes" I said asking for permission.

"Yes dear. Good cooking for us" said Kak Baruna laughing.

Indira and I stepped into the kitchen to prepare dinner. I looked around the large, clean kitchen. There we saw Aina and Mr. Reynand together compact making dinner menu.

"Lo doesn't have Dir's housekeeper?" I was stunned to see the excitement of them cooking.

"There really is. But by chance today did not come in. Permission to return home because his parents are sick," replied Indira.

I nodded my head and saw Mr. Reynand still wearing his shirt along with the apron stuck to his body. He weeds a few carp under the water that flows from the sink deftly like a famous chef who is used to working in the kitchen.

Realized by my presence and Indira, he raised his head to look at us for a moment and continued his activities.

"This is what we call a lot of work? Cook in the kitchen with your beloved mother. I also just found out that a director of cooking is like this. Cool but still a lot of minus behavior."

"Ouch!" screeched Mr. Reynand.

His index finger was scratched by a very sharp knife. Fresh blood began to drip. He then cleaned his wound under the running water.

"Be careful dong Rey. Tumben has to be cut. Dreaming what are you son?" Aina's mother hurriedly turned off the stove fire staring into her son's face.

Mr. Reynand did not answer. He kept holding his injured finger. He sat his body in the kitchen bar. The mother was busy looking for the wound plaster in the drawer.

"It's an antiseptic liquid first." Aina's mother dripped the reddish-brown medicine over her son's finger.

I stood silently looking towards them. Aina's mother turned her head towards me, raising her next eyebrow still with her haughty gaze like the gaze on the elevator earlier this morning.

"You're not here to help?" tanyakanya.

"I - yes, Mom." I rushed to them.

"Can you continue weeding the fish?" tanyanya firmly. Mr. Reynand looked at me flatly.

I gulped tensely hearing his question. Cooking is not my hobby. Especially with regard to fish, meat, or chicken, it is very difficult to weed them into good food.

"Oh, how's this? I can't weed fish. What do I say?"

"Kok quiet?" ask Aina's mother again.

"Sorry Mom, I ...." I didn't go on with my words because Mr. Reynand suddenly interrupted.

"No need for Ma. Guests are not told to cook."

Aina's mother fell silent at her son's words. Mr. Reynand defended me in front of his mother. Inadvertently I caught a small smile on her lips while turning a timid look in the other direction.

"Hey why is Mr. Reynand smiling like that?"

Aina's mother also resumed cooking her delayed cooking.

"So this is the plaster."

Indira came to see Mr. Reynand gave plaster to his hand. Mr. Reynand opened the adhesive plaster and put it on his index finger.

"Sher, can you clean the fish?" tanya Indira directed her gaze towards me.

"Not to Dir. My secretary can't do anything in the kitchen, '" said Mr. Reynand, raising his eyebrows offended me.

"Sister is really bad. Sheryl, this is my friend, I know" said Indira defending. "Let's Sher here I teach you."

I followed Indira, she took over Mr. Reynand's job weeding the carp. Indira's hands are so deft to process the fish.

I noticed the look on his nauseous face withstanding the fishy smell of the fish. Mr. Reynand who saw Indira's reaction rushed over to Indira grabbed the knife in his hand and replaced it.

"Here you go, brother goes on. Look you've been nauseous so. You two just set the table there" he ordered.

Mr. Reynand I see now is very different from his figure in the office. A child who is good at cooking and a brother who cares for his sister. One minus assessment for him, changing one plus judgment in my mind.

Indira blushes her lips. Wry face. We walked into the dining room. Indira and I took some plates, spoons, and bowls, arranged them on the table.

I looked at Indira who was still upset with her brother.

"Sir Reynand used to cook Dir here?" my many.

"Not so, Sher. Again the growth of diligent. Mama also usually does not cook so follow cooking. Might want to entertain you guys because you came to see you.

"It turns out they're good too" I murmured softly.

"Sher what did you say just now?" tanya Indira looked at me curiously.

I gasped in shock, lest she hear my words towards her mother and sister. I said very slowly, barely audible.

"There is no Dir. I just found out my boss can cook."

"Oh .. Yes Sher was that long ago anyway. Many women are crazy about him. But he never had a serious relationship with any woman."

"really? What about Kayla? Isn't he his future wife?"