Woman, Don't Go From Me
CH - 18
The noise from the lower floor woke Citra from her deep sleep. He rubbed his still-heavy eyes but he forced them to open. The sound was just getting louder, it seemed like the sound of frying and stainless stirrers clashing against each other. Though the kitchen was on the lower floor, but the sound was heard until the room on the second floor.
Curiously Citra went down the stairs while tying her unraveling hair. He almost screamed to find the kitchen that was not because of its shape but managed to hold it with both palms. It felt like she wanted to cry what an unpleasant sight to eyes. Fryers, pans, even knives have kept each other very far away to be as safe as possible. Scars of onion skin scattered where where. Not to mention the oil that pooled under the feet of a reliable cook like a master chef.
The image emboldens. He hurriedly approached Andreas and turned off the stove that started to smoke.
"You want to burn the kitchen? Wanna kill yourself? Please let me out first, don't take me.. " Sulang Citra while seizing the frying pan from the man who was standing next to him.
Andreas grunted in annoyance. Immediately presented the cuisine that is not because of its shape to Citra. He was very upset, the intention of wanting to cook the selfless woman even got scorn and scolding. But if you pay attention to the face of Andreas is now not too bad, it is funny and seems sweet like a child who is sulking to his mother.
Deftly Citra tidied up the scattered goods and conjured the kitchen to be as usual.
"What do you want to eat? " Tanya Citra approached her husband who was sitting at the dining table. But Andreas never answered and even threw away his face.
The image slowly breathed out and stroked his own chest trying to control the emotions.
He then pulled the chair next to Andreas and sat down on it.
"Yes, I was wrong before not cooking and even sleeping.. " Pictra tried to persuade because he felt bad.
Andreas remained silent, not because Citra was asleep which caused her to be upset. But because Citra suddenly seized the cuisine she had made and nagged him while she was well intentioned trying to make the woman food. This was the first time she had learned to cook in her life. And his efforts felt in vain because Citra did not appreciate and even nagged him.
The image then moved and took the dishes that Andreas had made earlier, of course, the image of the correction of the taste to fit on the tongue.
"This.. You are hungry! "Kata Citra offers a plate of fried rice that can still be saved.
"Aren't you throwing it away?" Andreas Cibir.
"Where might I throw it away.. I know you're making this full of struggle, right! Why don't you wake me up if you're hungry? "
"That's what I make for people who collapse in the toilet because of hunger. I don't want anyone to die in my house from hunger. "
Hearing those words Citra was sure it was meant for her. Although the word Andreas seemed rude, but it turns out his attention made Citra's chest shake. The image was well aware that he had fallen asleep in the toilet and how could he have gotten to bed if it was not Andreas who lifted him up without waking him. Actually this side of Andreas is so sweet.
The image bribed a spoonful of fried rice and devoured it. Andreas glanced at him at a glance and smiled faintly without Imagra noticing.
"Nobody? " Tanya Andreas awkwardly looked at Citra who kept devouring her fried rice.
"Emmm.. You wanna try it?" The image thrust the plate at Andreas. Andreas immediately dismissed it. It wasn't Andreas' name if it wasn't filled with prestige.
Seeing the behavior of Andreas makes Citra not sbar. He knew the man was holding on to hunger. He immediately bribed a spoonful of fried rice and thrust it in front of Andreas' mouth.
"Hurry to open your mouth.. I'll finish later! Don't nyesel.. "
Citra's words made him want to not want to open his mouth with shame. And devoured a spoonful of fried rice made ehh. errat made by them both because the taste of fried rice was not because.
Andreas turned his head while smiling widely full of satisfaction. He did not expect his cooking to be this delicious. He quickly snatched the plate in Citra's hand and devoured the fried rice in her hand until it stayed a little. He did not care about the pregnant woman next to him. All he cared about was his stomach asking for rations. Of course seeing it makes Citra full instantly.
"Are you really a laper?" Chirpe Citra.
He then moved from his seat with an awkward face. Citra did not dare to ask where her husband was going. Because at the beginning he entered this house Andreas had asked him not to interfere in his affairs.
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"Sialann.. What the hell am I doing!" Andreas' grunts massaged his throbbing head.
Something is clearly wrong with him. His intention to bring Citra here is not for him to treat like a queen but vice versa. Yet every look at that face his ego always refused to act more. I don't know what happened to him, he really doesn't understand.
"Sialann.. Goddamnit.." Umpat Andreas is upset about punching the wall of his room. Before long his phone rang loudly, Andreas forgot to lower the volume. Fortunately, the phone did not sound when he was in a meeting. If you do not want to be put where his face because all this time he imposed the rule of mobile phones in silent while working.
"Yes hello.." Andreas cried who was still upset to know who. Even he did not see the name on his phone screen first before lifting.
"Heh kunyuk.." Andreas's countenance changed instantly hearing a familiar voice calling out to him.
"dude? Will the sun rise from the west and call me!" Andreas Cibir. Only to the person he called this brother Andreas can be friendly.
"Much talk.. You want a kid where bego! Marriage didn't say I was!"
"Shhhhh.." Andreas again massaged his throbbing head.
"Lo must know from mom, right! Mother child of lo.. " hereinafter.
"Who else from? It is not possible that from your beloved sister Candra.. He's half as capable as me!"
"Don't do it, adek lo is also it.."
"Udah lo don't sneeze! Important thing I didn't say.. Lo again in the mother's house what's your new home?"
"Why!?" Asked Andreas who was starting to get suspicious of his brother's question.
"Jawab, that's a lot of nonsense!" protest the man on the phone.
"My house.. " Answer Andreas replied briefly.
"okay.. I'm otw now!"
"What? The otw? Bang lu instead.. "
Tut tut tut's…
Not yet had Andreas continue his words connection arrived disconnected.
It's not a good thing if his brother comes here. He must be ready to close his ears tightly and put his eyes to stay awake. Because if his brother has given me the wejangan can be up to hours. His brother was indeed amazing that a small mouth could spit out thousands of words without foaming at all. It also makes her sister, Candra was a bit reluctant to her first brother and prefers sticking to Andreas who is not much talk but attentive.
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