Wife Pay The Ceo

the third goal

After almost an hour of Aletaa struggling in front of the stove and hot pan, the girl finally finished her two dishes today.

Goat soup and stir-fry kale ready to shake the tongue of the connoisseurs. Aletaa glanced around. Not far from him, he seemed to be in a deep sleep.Maybe because of a long wait to make him bored and choose to sleep.

Aletaa rushed to open the kitchen door, seeing her servants and Master staring at Aletaa with nanar. "Why is this?." Ask wonder. The atmosphere was so haunted like Aletaa would be buried alive today.

"Bas naughty, I brought you here on a mission, not to do something like this." Eric's picking up Aletaa's ear. When it comes to cooking, Eric doesn't matter. It's just that he was afraid of the results of his cooking as ruined as his singing yesterday. Moreover, he knew that Aletaa was a dirty girl.

Eric couldn't imagine how Aletaa's cooking would go.

"Don't be angry, sir, you better try my cooking first, sir, you won't regret it." Sahut Aletaa's. The girl kept pitting her ears felt very hot, and sore.

Hearing Aletaa's increasingly heartbreaking ringing, Eric finally let go of the jewel. Bright red Aletaa ears. The girl immediately fanned her aching ear with her hand.

With his hands Eric gave the code to his servants. "Bring his cooking here!!" said the man.

A few servants rushed into the kitchen to retrieve Aletaa's work.

Now everyone is gathered at the dining table. Grandfather who had just woken up from his sleep also joined the group. Aletaa, the main suspect, sat in the middle of the crowd.

It seems Aletaa is in court. Eric who served as judge, grandfather as defense, the servants as plaintiffs, and a cauldron of goat soup as evidence and witness.

A servant took a bowl of goat soup made by Aletaa. The waiter thrust him at Eric for tasting. Other servants seem to pray so that the results of Aletaa's pasakan are not satisfactory.

"You sure this is edible?" asked Eric. If you look at the look, goat soup is very satisfying. The sauce looks seger, the meat also looks tender.

With hesitation Eric began to lift the spoon containing the goat soup sauce. "Is this really okay?" the man kept talking. Honestly the man was so scared, what if Aletaa's stake was as ruined as his voice yesterday?.

Eric started to put it in his mouth. His eyes closed, feeling the sensation he had just felt for the first time. The man again ate goat soup made by Aletaa, this time not just his broth. Eric also put a few pieces of vegetables in his mouth. His eyes were back closed.

The hearts of the servants sounded simple. They hope that the results of Aletaa cuisine are not as good as the results of their cooking. If that happens, they're done.

"It feels lumanyan." A mock compliment was thrown from the man's lips. Eric who has an exorbitant prestige will not be able to say that the Aletaa fashions are delicious.

"What I said, it doesn't feel like it's going to disappoint. Please taste everything." Aletaa. A smile painted on her sweet lips.

Aletaa is happy to see others happy.

After the servants tasted it, they endlessly praised Aletaa's work. It was unexpected that Aletaa's hand had a touch of magic. The taste of the cuisine is delicious.

"Miss I didn't think that you were good at cooking" praised one of the waiters who served as the chef in the house.

"Thank you, this is a hereditary recipe from my mother, later I teach the recipe yes" said Aletaa.

The waiter smiled and nodded. That woman is a good woman.

"Being chaf is my third ideal" continued the girl. In addition to being a flight attendant and singer, Aletaa also aspires to be a chaf and more.

Eric heard it crackling. The woman had many dreams but unfortunately only a few dreams could be understood. If it's for singing, Eric can't compromise it