Neighbor, Really?!

Wedding Ring 1.0

"Kristoff, wake up." Anna climbed to the other side of the bed after placing a small table on Kristoff's stomach. He was still fast asleep.

On the small table there was a glass of orange juice and a plate covered with a stainless steel cloche.

Anna looked at the face of her husband who didn't seem to hear her calls with a look of admiration. She then pinched his big nose and giggled with amusement.

"Kristoff. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up." She had to squeeze her husband's nose so he would open his eyes.

"Wha-at?" Kristoff almost sat up abruptly, but Anna quickly held his shoulders to keep him lying down and kept the small table on his stomach safe and didn't spill over.

"Hold on, Kristoff. Stay still." She said. Kristoff rubbed his eyes which were still closed and then glanced at Anna who was already grinning so widely.

"Anna, Honey. What are you doing? It's Sunday, I want to sleep a little bit more." Kristoff let out a wide yawn. Ever since they got married, he didn't feel the need to cover his mouth when he yawned.

"I have prepared breakfast for you. A very special breakfast. Look." Anna spread her palms and motioned to something on the small table above Kristoff's stomach.

"Huh?" Kristoff lifted his head and found a small table with a glass of orange juice and a plate under the cloche. His confused face turned stunned by the scene before him, he then looked at his wife intently. "A very special breakfast made by my cute, funny, cheerful and beautiful wife. Thank you, honey. I could have kissed you but you know, I just woke up and haven't brushed my tee-" He was interrupted by a brief kiss on his lips, his eyes wide with surprise.

"Oh, I don't mind. You know that." Said Anna smiling sweetly. "I cooked all this by myself and I hope you like it."

"Ah, whatever you've cooked, I will love it. You know me so well, I eat everything." Kristoff tried to sit up slowly, and with the help of Anna arranged some cushions on his back so he could sit comfortably. He prepared to open the cloche and wished for something delicious behind it.

"I'm an omnivore, I like everything. Of course, as long as it's not-" His eyes opened wide again for the second time that morning and his smile fell when he saw the food served on the plate under the cloche. "-the spicy one." He continued helplessly.

Beneath the cloche was a pasta dish with orange-red chilli sauce complete with lots of whole chilies and also a few herbs. He could smell the sharp aroma of chilies just by breathing.

Kristoff looked up at Anna who still couldn't help smiling broadly. He was confused how to react, he didn't want to disappoint his wife who was already willing to bother preparing breakfast for him, but he himself was also not sure he could eat the food in front of him.

"Anna, Honey. It's all spicy." Kristoff scratched his cheek. He really wanted to cry now.

"No, Kristoff. It's not spicy. I've known you for a long time. I know very well that you don't like spicy food. Indeed, the ingredients consist of chilies. But I have chosen which chili is not spicy only for you." Anna said confidently. She then took the plate and prepared to feed Kristoff. "Come on, let's give it a try."

However, Kristoff was still in doubt. He wasn't sure at all if any of these chilies weren't spicy.

"Is there any chili that is not spicy?" He tried to reason with his wife.