The Mafia Queen And Her Childish Husband (Complete)

Chapter 12:hot oil

Azalea

"Pst!" Isang pamilyar na tinig ang gumising sa akin.

"Pst!" Oh Goodness puyat ako kagabi dahil sa party tapos gigising pa ako ng maaga.

"Wifey!?" Bigla ako napabaligwas ng bangon ng marinig ang pamilyar na tinig nito.

"Fuck! Anthony! What's your problem? Do you know what time it is!?" May bahid na pagkakairita sa aking tinig.

"Sorry wifey is just that I'm starving" he said with his fucking pouting pinkish lips and that damn puppy eyes.

"Then cook " I said as I lay down again on my soft bed.

"I don't feel well" sabi niya

Bumangon ako sa irita at pag-alala. "What's wrong" I said softly. Okay that's third.

"I feel dizzy and I wanna puke but I'm to weak to stand" he said with his dramatic voice.

"Then how come your here" I said while raising my eyebrow.

Para siyang nabigla sa tanong ko ngunit pinalitan niya ito ng nakakaawang tingin. "I just forced myself to stand up to get to you" he said sweetly as he encircle his arms around my waist and lay his head on my chest. Sana di niya marinig ang malakas na tibok ng puso ko. Kasi Damn ako ramdam na ramdam ko.

"Okay. What do you wanna eat then?" kahit ako naninibago sa nga sinasabi at ginagawa ko. My body and mind never failed to surprise me.

Bigla Naman lumiwanag ang mukha nito at ngumiti na napa ka lawak "I want fried rice and fried chicken."

Tumango nalang ako at pumasok sa guest room bathroom para maghilamos. Pagkatapos ay bumaba na ako at iniwan magisa ang lalaking yun.

Ng makarating ako ay natulala ako saglit. "Pano nga ba magluto?" Bulong ko sa sarili ko.

"Shit di ko alam pano magluto!"

I sight. What in the hell am I thinking?! Hindi nga pala ako marunong magluto. Pano to? Pleas enlighten me why did I agree to cook for him? Anybody?! Because me I don't freaking know!? I ganna freak out! !

"Okay calm down Azalea. Maraming tutorial sa YouTube" I said

Yeah sa YouTube! Good thinking self!

Kinuha ko ang cellphone ko na nasa pocket at nagumpisang maghanap ng tutorial.

"Hmm. . . . This is more complicated than it seems."

Nagumpisa na akong gawin ang mga hakbang. Simula sa paginit ng kawali sa paglagay ng kanin. While the fried chicken. . . . .

Nevermind. . . . . .

"Ahh! Men typical!!" I shout in frustration as the hot oil fly to the air.

"Akala mo magpapatalo ako sayo?!" Sabi ko sa mantika at kumuha ng payong na malapit sa pintuan ng kusina. "Pwes! Hindi! Hindi nagpapatalo ang isang Azalea! Gago!" Sigaw ko at binuksan ang payong at ginawa kong shield sa nangiinis na mantika.

Pero agad din namam ako'ng napatalon ng bigla nalang ito pumutok. Langya! Ano to bulkan?

" Gago ka talaga! " I said.

" Sinong gago? "

Para akong naistatwa sa kinatatayuan ko ng marinig ang tinig na yun. Nanglingunin ko ay nakita ko si Anthony na naka cross arms at nakahilig sa hamba ng pintuan. Isang nakakapikon na ngisi ang naglalaro sa labi niya. At parang tinubuan naman ako ng hiya.

" Sinong gago, wifey? " He said teasingly.

" WALA!-I mean. B-Bakit ka nandito? Akala ko ba not feeling well ka? " I said. Shit! I sound so defensive.

" Well my stomach is growing" he said

"The rice is ready. B-But the f-fried chicken is n-not in a g-good s-shape" utal kong sumbong.

He grin. "That's okay I can handle the chicken just seat nalang. I'll handle the rest" he said.

Agad ko naman sinunod ang sinabi niya. Binitawan ko ang payong at umupo sa upuan.

"S-sorry" I said.

"For what wifey?" He ask as he flip the chicken. He makes it look easy but the truth is it's complicated!!

"I'm not a good cook. I can't fullfil that responsibility. I'm a irresponsible wife" I said as I look down.

Pero nabigla ako ng may umangat ng ulo ko at pagkaangat nito ay nakita ko ang seryoso at malambot ng ekspersyon ng aking asawa. "Wifey you don't need to be a good cook so you can call your self my wife. Your protection and softness towards me is enough. An attitude you will only use on me" he said sincerely and I can help it but to smile.

I hug him tight." Even I don't know how to cook? "

" Even your the worst cook in the whole universe"he said and chuckled warmly.

" Kahit napakaalat ng fried rice ko. "

" Kahit napaka-What!? "

Hehe. Mukhang mamayang hapon pa kami makakakain ng almusal.

L. F