Tomboy Girl Vs Mr. Impoten

commotion in the kitchen

Nathan goes to his room, he opens a textbook at his mother's behest. Nathan's mind was not focused because he was still thinking about his mother's condition, while Zalea was busy struggling in the kitchen making porridge for her mother as well as lunch for everyone. Edgar contacts Burhan to inform him that he will take Naraya to the hospital, and he does not forget to contact his father and inform him of Naraya's worsening condition, most likely he will rarely go to the company because he wants to take care of his in-laws.

'Daddy, Naraya's mother's condition is getting worse. I'll rarely go into the office, can daddy help me with the company with Leo?'

'Of course, son, daddy will visit besan daddy. Hopefully he can recover again yes, then daddy will be ready to go to the office, do not forget to contact daddy if something happens.'

'Okay dad, thanks for helping'

'Sama-sama son'

Edgar turned off his phone unilaterally, deciding to help Zalea who was struggling in the kitchen. Seeing Zalea so focused on cooking, Edgar took out his phone photographing Zalea senyara secretly.

'Beautiful, dreamy wife' inner Edgar.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" ask Edgar to approach Zalea.

"No need, just wait in the living room or at the dining table, if it's done later I call." said Zalea.

"Lea I'm bored, so may I help you" Edgar said.

"Yes, I'll cut vegetables to make soup, om make eggs ceplok aja." said Zalea brought a syuran to cut it.

"Where is Lea?" ask Edgar.

"That pot is already on the stove, om just love oil a little not much, will break the eggs directly on the pan." replied Zalea.

"Oh, easy it's mah, I often see Leo make it really." murmured Edgar.

Edgar followed Zalea's instructions, he took the oil and poured it on the pan, Edgar lit the stove and then let it sit for a while. Once it was confirmed the oil was ready, Edgar broke the egg.

Brushh..

"AAARGGHH, ABATED..MELEDAAAKK." cried Edgar away from the stove.

As soon as Edgar put the eggs in hot oil, the oil splashed at him because the oil was too hot. Zalea immediately approached Edgar who was shouting, she immediately took a spatula to turn the egg.

"Hadeuuhh, the pretenders want to help, in fact just nuangin eggs aja ramenya more than people who are in war." Zalea mocked.

Edgar scratched his non-itchy head, he just smiled clumsily at Zalea. Nathan came out of his room at the sound of Edgar's screams, he spread his gaze to see if there was a burrow coming into the house, or if there was a broken item.

"Sister, did I hear someone screaming exploding? What exploded?" ask Nathan.

"That, asked the man who was screaming indistinctly" Zalea replied pointing at Edgar.

"There was no papa, just shocked just wanted to fry the eggs of nyiprat oil." said Edgar smiled embarrassedly.

"Huh, what's wrong with Nathan" said Nathan exhaled slowly.

"Yaudah, you go back there to the room, then you call you if everything is done" said Zalea.

"Yes, brother" Nathan said.

Zalea went back to cooking a few eggs and then putting them on the plate, Edgar only noticed what Zalea was doing.

"Ellleeehh, just yelling." said Zalea.

"Alas easy, do not be associated with oil fear my smooth skin burned" said Edgar.

"Yaudah, o'm peeling red onions all cut it up" said Zalea.

"For example, he was afraid of being wrong" Edgar said.

Zalea let out a long sigh, she took a knife and an onion to peel, then afterwards Zalea washed the onion and sliced it thinly.

"It looks like a mah." said Edgar smiling.

"Yaudah, beware that it does not really cut it" said Zalea.

Edgar peeled his bags one by one. After all the onions that had to be peeled were clean, Edgar washed them in running water. Edgar took back the knife, he cut the onion as Zalea had pointed out, but at first nothing happened. However, over time Edgar began to feel pain in his eyes, he rubbed his eyes while blinking a few times because it was very painful piercing the eyes. Zalea turned her body to look at Edgar, she saw Edgar as if he was doing something, Zalea patted Edgar on the shoulder until the master turned his body.

"Woaah, Pppffftt." Zalea was surprised to reflexively close her mouth.

"Lea, perihhhh.." whining Edgar.

Zalea held her laughter as hard as she could to see Edgar's appearance, plus Edgar whining his face closer to Zalea's.

"Ututu, the old baby is crying" said Zalea rubbed Edgar's tears.

"Perihh." whine Edgar again.

"Here, here, we wash his face so that it doesn't hurt anymore" said Zalea pulling Edgar's hand towards the sink.

Zalea lit a water faucet and washed Edgar's face, which Zalea did to make Edgar's eyes feel better.

"Where are you, still sore?" ask Zalea.

"Lumayan, why didn't you tell me that chopping onions hurt?" edgar Protest.

"Om not," said Zalea.

"Alesan aja, if you say can make it happen I can wanti-wanti." said Edgar.

"Are you sure you're still helping?" ask Zalea.

"No ah, it's still sore" said Edgar.

"Jaudah, wait at the dinner table, and the cooking is done" said Zalea.

Edgar nodded his head in response, he stepped onto the dinner table, wanting to help but he was also in trouble.

"This is true, lack of knowledge in anything other than doing business is the same as eating food." muttered Edgar.

Zalea again struggled in the kitchen, she immediately finished her cooking then arranged it on a plate and also a bowl. Finished with her activities, Zalea washed all the items she had used, after which she arranged all her cooking on the dining table assisted by her own husband. Zalea called Nathan, who was still studying in her room, and she brought him a bowl of porridge for his mother to eat. Zalea prefers to feed her mother rather than eat with her husband and sister, she must continue to monitor her mother's health according to Burhan's message.