UNINTENTIONALLY

Episode 25's

Steve arrived at his house. It had become a sight if the house he occupied was quiet. Just accompanied by your uncle and a few servants so there is nothing special about this house. A lethargic expression bloomed on his face that looked tired. His body was stiff from working all day.

Today he just spent time looking at photo shoots and commercial shots in his office. Yes at least the office workers and the promotion team have done their best. They chose a model that they thought was a perfect fit.

Today's shoot went well, not even a hitch. It's just that Steve felt tired because during the filming of the ad he watched carefully. Product ads that will brand the entire world market share with their latest products.

Steve laid his body on the soft sofa and drowned his head while his eyes looked at the ceiling of the house. His mind just wanted to relax and not want to think of anything that would only drain his brain to work hard thinking about useless things.

He massaged his forehead as if he felt very dizzy and was struggling. He imagined what if he later had a wife, of course, his wife would come to him and massage his head and help him release the lethargy with satisfactory service. That's what he wants, a dutiful wife to him someday.

He could not imagine what it would be like to have a wife in his emotional life.

While the aroma of cooking gushed inhaled by his nose. The aroma is delicious and delicious to breathe. His nostrils seemed to fall out when inhaling a very appetizing aroma even his stomach synchronized hungry.

His stomach was shaking violently as if his intestines were crying for rations because he hadn't replenished his stomach all day.

"The smell of this food is delicious!" steve exclaimed as his nose snorted in search of the source of this delicious aroma.

Initially the body that he was laying down casually did not want to come here anymore. Want it he did not want to obey his heart to not be tempted by the delicious aroma of cooking, but it was just wishful thinking because his stomach said otherwise. He rose from his seat following the instincts of his smeller Indra to naturally seek out the delicacy of that tempting cuisine. The source is from the kitchen, Steve thought so.

"So much food on the table. Is Stevie messing with my kitchen." Steve grumbled guessing as his nose couldn't stop snorting like a bloodhound. He wondered who had cooked so many meals at the table. The curiosity led Steve to the kitchen.

He went to the kitchen to see who had done this in his kitchen. She guessed that this was her brother's bar-bar's job. But what he found was not his brother who was a troublemaker, but another woman. He understood very well that Stevie's back shadow was much different from what he saw now. Stevie had short, shoulder-length black hair while the woman he saw had long, unglued hair. That woman is type.

"It turns out this woman cooked!" muttered Steve, when he saw the shadow of the back of a woman who was busy with a frying pan and spatula. The dinda! Steve made sure that only his women did all this.

"When did he get here?" Steve wondered. But his curiosity did not want to lose with his body that wanted to immediately approach his naughty woman.

"Is this busy cooking. To the extent that your master did not come in kindly?" steve whispered from behind with a hint of temptation. He approached his body with Dinda's body stirring the cooking.

The whisper of Steve being so wild in his earlobe made Dinda shudder a little amused and feel like she was being seduced by a cursed demon.

But whisper Steve he did not heed because the image of a perverted man is still attached to the small brain of Dinda who is still innocent.

"Whatever to him, what would he tempt me with? I don't care about him!" Dinda grumbled no matter what. Of course Dinda would curse this man inwardly, if she said this directly it would definitely break out a third world war between the two.

"She doesn't want to talk to me, or does she deliberately ignore me?" Steve wondered in his heart because the woman was so cute.

"Is your perverted boss interfering with his employees' activities? or you're pretending you don't want to listen to your perverted boss!" steve whispered back to teasing like a demon that misleads its prey.

Her sneaky smile formed adorning her mischievous face.

Dinda went back to silence not understanding the wild temptation. He only focused on the work he was doing.

Steve took a deep breath and he had not given up on continuing to disturb this innocent son of Adam.

"Do you enjoy every soft whisper of mine, full of temptation, so as not to dare to answer my appeal." Steve is back triumphant.

Dinda was honestly upset at the temptation, but today she doesn't want to go along with her passionate plot. The temptation becomes Dinda's daily food when she finds a perverted man in front of her.

Therefore, Dinda again did not understand Steve's naughty temptation.

"This woman!" steve's strangulation as he clenched his hands held back the anger. He was upset that he had been ignored by Dinda.

"Why don't you bully me? are you avoiding me right now!" Steve with his anger, pulled the hand of Dinda who was busy cooking.

Steve was very rude about his actions and did not think about other things around him. Like a burning fire or the heat of cooking steam he did not think about it. What if her girl was spilled by cooking or exposed to fire, she didn't think about it. He just follows his possessive and emotional behavior.

"Sir Steve!" exclaim Dinda shocked. He was really surprised. His heart seemed to want to escape from his organs because it was surprised not kepalang.

Wanting Dinda to cry was surprised because he was treated rudely as before but he held it because he knew the nature of this angry man.

"A - I'm cooking. What are you doing sir!"

Dinda could not see the grumpy man's face as if he was going to eat himself in anger.

"Say! are you avoiding me for something!" Steve demands the truth with his own distinctive high tone.

"No! I mean, I'm focusing on cooking so a - I don't pay attention to you." Dinda answered nervously.

It was unexpected that this man would be angry from being neglected.

Steve held Dinda's hand violently. It hurt, but Dinda tried to hold it in because she didn't want to show it.

"Damn! this woman has always made me dare not scold her. He always answered my words boldly. What a woman who doesn't know how to treat her body well." Steve rebukes the dinda in heart. He would never have thought that Dinda would always act like that to him.

Both are very close. Even at a glance like a couple who is hugging friendly. More precisely a married couple who are friendly in the kitchen ala newlyweds.

Stevie, who left Dinda alone to cook, returned to the kitchen to accompany her to cook food for her grumpy sister. But when he reached the kitchen, he was a little surprised to find Steve was acting rudely to a woman like Dinda. He could not believe that he would babysit Dinda right in front of his eyes.

"Hey!" stevie shouted in a high tone when he saw the angry manners.

"How dare you treat a woman harshly! is it like this you appreciate a woman. You sassy man!" with his emotional tone Stevie approached Steve and pulled the collar of his shirt.

"Say! this is how you treat my guests. Where is your politeness. Are you starting to dare to oppose a woman!" stevie screamed angrily at his sister.

Stevie pulled his brother's shirt collar into a mess. Because of his high body, making Steve forced himself down because of the harsh treatment Stevie on him.

He swallowed a drool of fear full of threats when he saw the big angry brother. Occasionally he glanced at Dinda who was fixated on seeing the commotion of the two.

"Bad brat of this old woman. He must have done it intentionally. He purposely did this in front of my woman so that she would know my weakness. Weakness that I fear for this old granny." Steve cursed his brother with frustration.

"Quick say! why do you commit violence against women? did you forget that I'm a woman too?"

"Say!" Stevie gets more brutal and this time the grip of his hand on Steve's shirt gets louder.

What's the power for Steve, he can't dwell when his brother's rude speech is even rougher than his behavior when acting.

"No.... I'm just saying that she's beautiful. I neither threatened nor treated the woman harshly." Steve's acting so smart. He knew for sure Dinda would feel satisfied if she was bullied.

"That's really it!" Stevie was in disbelief and was pulling hard on her brother's collar.

"Yes of course. Since when did I lie to sister." Steve pretended to be honest in order to trick the woman he thought was a witch.

"Goodoo. Next time never do something like this in front of my face. Otherwise I'll eat your bottom. Do you understand!" stevie's snapping commemorates Steve as he releases his rough grip.

"I understand brother. It won't happen!" Steve obeyed his brother's words with a force.

"As a form of your earnestness in obeying my words. Then sit down sweetly because brother and Dinda have prepared your special meal!" stevie exclaimed with his slick face.

"Wait on! how you two know. And aren't you two....."

"Shut your mouth!" stevie's assertive cut Steve's talk.

"Sit down sweetly and enjoy the game!" stevie exclaimed as if he had prepared something very interesting for Steve.

Steve felt a little anxious and began to suspect. Because his brother always made himself a guinea pig the food he made. Stevie is a woman who likes to cook even not infrequently he creates new dishes and if the cuisine is finished made certainly Steve the first person who will taste the cuisine.

Messy, messy and sometimes bland, that's the cuisine that Steve felt when eating his brother's cooking. The incident was when he was forced to eat when he was six years old and since then he traumatized eating food from his brother even he was afraid to fight his brother.

Her childhood was overshadowed by her brother's cruel behavior. Even for a moment he thought, "Am I his real sister. Why does he always bully me like that six-year-old kid. It would be annoying if he constantly bullied me. Fucking woman!" that's what Steve thinks. Moreover, their unique childhood made Steve did not dare to fight his brother.

Although Steve is now growing up as the perfect man, resisting even disputing the orders of his brother and mother is something he cannot do. If he did, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

"Here's the food" Stevie with the food on the tray gave Steve a surprise.

"Is this brother?" steve asked when he saw a tray that was closed tightly.

He could not imagine this time what food would be made by his brother let alone collaborate with his woman.

Steve swallowed the saliva of misery and bitterness when facing the serving bowl. The feeling of saying is not good and as soon as possible want to get away from the dining table and go as far as possible. I don't think he glanced at that tray.

"Actually I don't want to eat sister's cooking. I'd rather eat Dinda's cooking because the food is guaranteed healthy." Steve was getting scared.

"You think I'm going to poison you. Even if I'm evil in your eyes, I might poison Mr. Michele wong's only son. You think I'm gonna rot in jail!"

"Then what cooking do you cook if not parasitic food!" Steve shuddered a little less of his curiosities.

"What did you say. The parasite!" Stevie is back on the blackboard.

"No. I mean the most delicious sister food. To the point that I can't afford to eat this beautiful, artistic sister's food." Steve's looking for an alibi.

"really? I thought you were insulting my food!" stevie exclaimed believing in his sister's sweet words. He was a little relieved to hear the compliment, despite a false speech. His eyes widened and his heart melted because it was praised professionally.

"Feel what you do. And it looks so delicious, "Steve pretended to be innocent and went along with the flow of the two.

Stevie and Dinda looked at each other in the face. As if this was a code and ready to surprise him.

"It's better Mr. Steve opens it himself." Said Dinda when her eyes were given a code by Stevie.

There was no other choice for Steve than to accept Dinda's proposal.

He opened the silver-colored presto lid with a slightly doubtful expression. He thought there was a joke in it.

The two women looked at each other with charming smiles. Both of them impatiently wanted to see how his reaction was when opening the presto.

And........ Yes, what Steve got was something he never imagined before. A birthday cake adorned the tray and gave a little surprise to Steve.

"Happy birthday Steve!" stevie was moved.

"Pardon your brother and father and mother for not paying attention to you. And I hope this birthday cake will cheer you up." Stevie speaks ambiguously.

But Steve, there was no sense of being moved in the slightest from his deepest heart. He thought there was nothing to celebrate the birthday, because it would not give any results.

"I feel like I'm in a drama circle. Akh.... Nah! nay! no more exactly like in a romantic novel. Where there is a birthday scene in a script. It would be disgusting if I had to blow up a candle, pray for hope to be granted and open some gifts given by relatives. It's a shame that my woman saw all this.

But if I don't do all this, surely these two women will feel disappointed. What shit! I had to make a hard choice." Steve was left in the heart of the dilemma by this treatment.

With Merta he immediately followed the plot of the brother, otherwise this evil witch would curse him.

Stevie and Dinda chuckle at the sight of steve who violently obeyed her brother's orders.

"It's a good thing I live in a real world where there's no gimmick. If not then my life is really like in a romantic novel that only makes the reader an idiot when reading my slick life story. Even if my movie is my story, maybe tonight's birthday scene will be spiced up a little drama by the director. In the script the president director will be made a magnificent birthday cake, and at the side of a lavish birthday party then invited hundreds of wealthy officials. I really can't imagine what it would be like if I were really in a drama."

Steve thought for a moment as his sister and woman asked for a candle.

With his innocent face and pretended naive Steve followed the groove of the two women. His heart was upset, but what was the only force he could do to appreciate the hard work of both.

"I'm in a TV drama that you watch every morning. Drama of the nineties. A drama not good for kids to watch."

Steve really had to see a psychiatrist so that his clear brain was not affected by evil thoughts even he wanted to run away from the script of the drama that both made.

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