Auction Husband
Second Cuisine

I struggled in the kitchen to prepare Young Master's order. The man turned out to be a rawon lover. I giggle amused when I remember our deal. Okay. Ayna's spirit!

I am very grateful that Bik Sri willingly helped me to make the food Mr. Al wants. The man was like cravings.

“Hey, why are you smiling so? Thinking of being Mr Al's wife, huh?”

Bik Sri's voice almost made my body stray. I was carrying the clue I just picked up from the kitchen spice storage cabinet. Kulek is the main spice in making rawon menu. If there is no spice, beh ... it is certain that the rawon will fail. And I don't want to fail this rescue mission. Ceilas. Hihahi.

Heh. Right now I'm really very excited because if this rawon works, Mr. Al will cut his hair. I'm sure my goal will go perfectly.

“Heh. Still daydreaming too.” This time it was not only the sound that shook me, but the clap of Bik Sri on the shoulder that made me gasp. “Thinking what, anyway?” ask the woman with a curious look.

I grimaced while scratching my non-itchy forehead. “Nothing, anyway, Bik. Again imagine how Mr. Al will react when trying this rawon. Hope you like it. I've made it so feelingly.” I looked down while holding my chest with both hands. Let's be more solemn atmosphere.

“Pasti like. The proof, Young Master asks you to make rawon again,” said Bik Sri and then smiled widely. “It's been a long time Mr. Al didn't ask for this. It means cooking. During this time he tends to be reluctant to eat anything,” he explained.

I nodded understandably. With the state of Mr. Al who is experiencing such depression. Of course, he did not want to eat anything. Getting up and taking a shower is lucky enough. There, he'll be raging all day. Thankfully, the tough situation was already starting to pass well. Mr. Al who is now is not rampaging as recklessly as when I first came here.

Furthermore, there is no further dissemination between us. I've also been busy stirring the cooking in the pot. Hm. I smell that rawon. The money is very tempting. After boiling, I turned off the stove. Take the bowl with the saucer, then take the sprouts that have been washed clean by Bik Sri put them into my bowl. After that, pour the sauce into the bowl.

I took a spoon and fork. Do not forget to prepare rice to the plate in a fairly small portion. If only I had eaten that rice, it would have been less. That's a quarter of my meal. But, considering how Mr. Al was still reluctant to eat, the serving of rice I provided plus a bowl of vegetables seemed to be enough to fill his stomach. In my heart I hope that the man will add to it so that his energy quickly returns.

After saying goodbye to Bik Sri, I immediately brought the food menu ordered by Tuan Muda. Without knocking on the door first, I went into Mr. Al's room. The man is sitting with the head of the bed. On his lap was a book that had no idea what it contained. The man looked serious about reading. I was unaware of my presence in this room.

I put the tray on the table. Near the wall was a long sofa with a table. Then, I approached Mr. Al asking for his attention.

“Sorry, Sir. Food is ready,” I said softly while leaning closer to him.

Mr. Al looked up. He returned my eyes. Within this close distance, I could see just how beautiful both of his eye beads were. Htam and thick. Like a lake in the dark of the night. I want to dive there. He's like a magnetic field that pulls me.

I stared straight into his eyes for a few seconds. Then blinked slowly when he realized the frown on the man's forehead. Duh. Embarrassing yourself.

“Eat, Mr.” I'm gasps. The feeling of nervousness instantly blocking my soul made me misbehave in my actions.

Mr. Al did not reply to my words. His hand moved pulling the wheelchair that was near the bed. Then, with a quick movement I helped him to sit in the wheelchair. Then, after sitting comfortably, Mr. Al pushed the wheel towards the table approaching the food I had prepared.

“It's like yesterday?” ask her in a flat voice.

“I-iya, Sir,” I replied nervously.

Please, Master! Please show me your reaction so I can guess whether you like it or not with my cooking. Don't just slash his expression.

“It tastes better,” he said then scooped rice on a plate.

Good Lord! Can't I fly now? Just sec. In my stomach there were many butterflies flying, inviting me to fly into the clouds. It feels so relaxing as well as exhilarating.

“Te .. thank you, Sir,” reply I'm shy. I shook my hands in front of my face because my face was warming up. Just praised for cooking alone, I've been misbehaving this way. Especially if you get another compliment. Eh, kok?

I continued to observe Mr. Al who was eating voraciously. If only I could, I would like my eyes to not blink so that I can record this rare moment in memory. Saving every expression that Mr. Al showed while chewing my cooking. It was so much fun. When the two eyes closed, I thought he looked very handsome. Oops. My mind began to wander everywhere. How dare we judge Mr. Al.

“Can add more rice?”

Mr. Al asked as he raised the empty plate in his hand. Good Lord! What dream did I have last night to win this jackpot?

“You're not?” asked again which made me instantly blink in shock. Fortunately, my consciousness still gathered in my body. I immediately picked up the empty tableware. Then step quickly towards the kitchen to add food for the man.

In the kitchen, Bik Sri looked confused to see me pick up rice and vegetables again. “What's up?” tanyakanya.

“Tuan Al ask for more, Bik,” I replied excited. After making sure the dishes and bowls were filled as they should, I hurried to hug the woman's body. Whatever I do now is the result of his efforts as well. “Thank you, Bik,” I said sincerely while unraveling a hug.

“Sgratitude.” Bik Sri patted my shoulder. “There's been a sneak between the meals to Mr. Al. So that Young Master does not wait too long,” he said then I replied with a nod.

“I'm so happy, Bik. Pray for me to succeed with this mission yes, Bik,” I said before leaving the kitchen area.

“Sure.” Bik Sri said aloud.

I headed to Mr. Al's room with a new spirit and a new dream. After this, I will see the new appearance of the man. Hmm, I can't wait to see how handsome Mr. Al looks after the haircut.