Wife Contract Fake Sniper Limping

34. Ideal Wife (3)

The young mother was relieved that she had arrived before the course began. In the room shown by the officer, he saw that one table was filled by 3-4 people. Find a seat that is empty.

"This is the man" said the woman next to the chair.

He nodded then stood up, and now asked before sitting down. Yanti gets a place with two other people who are much older. Almost the same age as mistress Lili and equally fashionable. Since everyone was wearing an apron, Yanti was wearing hers.

Not long after, a woman entered and occupied the front desk. The woman immediately explained the name of the food, the ingredients they will use, how to cook and what to note.

Everything the cook teacher explained sounded important and Yanti wanted to take note of it. The problem was, he barely knew half of what his teacher had mentioned.

"After fillet, chicken meat will be marinated first with oyster sauce, cooking wine, sesame oil, black and white pepper, ginger, garlic and salt. While we let the chicken go first, we make another dish. Now, class, we prepare the material to make thousand layers."

When Yanti looked at the other participants, they all seemed to know what to do.

"The material is many, yes," Yanti said to the mothers sitting next to her.

The woman nodded then pointed at the paper given upon entering the classroom. "Yes, good thing there's a photocopy."

Yanti looked at the paper containing unfamiliar writing and still difficult for her to understand. The book that Miss Niken gave her to learn to read, it was easier for her.

The young mother noticed that she was the only one who was agitated and started to lose confidence.

...

That night Dennis just managed to give the last bribe to the little boy. He heard the sound of the front door opening and closing quietly.

Before long, Yanti appeared with red eyes and bulging cheeks.

"Why?" dennis asked who could smell the trouble from the way the woman closed the door.

"There's nothing" replied Yanti who tried to pass.

Dennis's eyes caught Yanti's right hand movements that did not swing in rhythm with her steps. "Don't lie" Dennis accused. "You think I won't know?"

Yanti whose heart had been tight since the course, could no longer hold back her emotions. "What?! Is it wrong if I don't know?! Because I don't know that, that's why I want to learn!!"

"It's wrong that I can't use miser and open?" ask Yanti who is still as excited.

Gently and slowly, Dennis grabbed Yanti's arm and flipped it over. "I mean, this... This why is your hand hurt?" dennis asked in a voice that was no less subtle.

Yanti, who realized that she had vented her irritation and stupidity on the wrong person, cried even louder.

Dennis's turn was confused. Intentions worried Yanti, not expecting to experience such an incident at the course. Usually he goes right away if anyone cries.and now, he is not sure if leaving Yanti is the right course of action.

"Yep... Nnis.." said Waskito who walked slowly towards them.

Dennis wants to yell at Yanti, showing that his son can finally walk. But Yanti was still crying and covered her face with both hands.

Waskito finally arrived and clung to Dennis' pants before falling down. He then patted Yanti's feet with his small hands. Dennis tried to pat Yanti's arms and shoulders slowly.

He remembered that most humans feel comfortable when there is physical contact - skin-ship.

"It's been... Already.." said Dennis who answered with Yanti leaned her face on Dennis' shoulder.

The man only hesitated for 0.1 seconds before wrapping his hand around Yanti's back. Not forgetting he rubbed gently on the shoulder of the woman who was still crying in his arms.

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Later that night, Yanti asked Kito again. "Why did Darto really show up, Le? After all, all this time in search also never met..."

Waskito did not answer. The boy fell asleep next to him.

"But here I work as a maid and only a rented wife here... Not his real wife..."

Yanti lay on her back while staring at the ceiling of the room. He recalled when Dennis tried to calm him down. Yanti's heart felt light. Little desire to not have to meet again with Darto.

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