His Brat Wife (Completed)

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"Kiel... I don't know how to cook!" I groaned.
Nakatayo lang ako malapit sa sink—pagkatapos kong maghugas ng kamay. Walang masyadong gamit... para bang pang-dalawang tao lang ang lugar niya.

"Then start learning now," he answered without looking at me.

Napangiwi ako sa sagot niya.

"Are you gonna let me burn here?" I pouted.

"You haven't tried yet," he said—while reading something in the newspaper.

Tskk.

"I'm not gonna eat anymore," I whimpered. Lumapit ako sa kanya... at umupo sa high chair beside him.

"Why don't you have cereals?" he asked—and slowly lowered the newspaper.

Tinakpan ko ng kamay ko ang binabasa niya.

"I like hotdogs on my breakfast," I pouted... and made him look at me with puppy eyes.

"You like my hotdogs?" he asked—grinning.

"Ew. Nooo!" I hissed.

Humalakhak siya sa akin... at umiling-iling.

Damn... why so sexy?!

"I'm only asking if you like hotdogs?" I never knew he is playful.

"No— you just fucking said MY..." I glared at him and rolled my eyes.
"Wag mo nga akong gawing bingi."

"Shhh." He leaned slightly back.
"No cursing in my house."

Pag-iiba niya... at nilagay sa counter ang kamay ko—so he could go back to reading.

"I'm really hungry..." I put my chin down and felt the coldness of the marble counter.
"Are you gonna let me starve here?" My voice cracked... I'm getting teary-eyed.

"Geezz... such a brat," he muttered.

Then—he stood up.

Lumapit siya sa ref... kinuha ang hotdog.

Napangiti ako.

I was just looking at him... while he was preparing the pan, knife, and oil.

Less than 10 minutes... he served the hotdog in front of me.

I smiled.

I hurriedly took the spoon, fork, and plates for us—while he's getting rice.

I took a big bite.

Hmmm... this is my favorite because it has cheese inside.

"Do you have ketchup?" I asked while chewing.

"Nasa cupboard," he said—tinuro niya.

Kaya mabilis akong tumayo.

He was just eating beside me... silently.

"My parents told me... you were living here for 3 years alone. Is it true?" I asked.

He only nodded.

"You bring your girlfriends here?" I asked again—while slicing the bread on my plate.

"Why are you asking me that?" he grinned... like there's something with my question.

Napataas ako ng kilay.

"Wala lang. I just wanna know," I shrugged my shoulders.

"Do you wanna know also if we have done it here... huh?" he added—and gave me a grinning look.

Kumunot ang noo ko.

Then I realized what he meant—

I pinched him... very hard.