Between Two Hearts
Chapter 90

Windu is making fried rice with Dara in the kitchen, their daily ritual now that Dara enjoys her husband's cooking so much.

And again now Windu cuisine is also quite more flavorful, thanks to the practice of never giving up from a husband who is so cute with his wife.

Suddenly his phone placed on the table rang, right in front of Dara who was busy slicing cucumbers.

"Sister Win.there's a call." Dara called Windu with a reluctant voice, she was completely focused on her work.

"From who?" Windu is still engrossed in stirring the rice in his dish, in a style like a professional chef.

"The number is unknown."

"Leave it." Sahut Windu then, indifferently.

"Lazy lifting if not important." Windu continued with his eyes focused on the frying pan in front of him, making sure his fried pulse was perfectly cooked.

Some time Mobile Windu stopped ringing, but before long the smooth ringtone along with the shakes was annoying again.

Dara glanced at the table, then raised an eyebrow. The same number.

"Who else?" Windu asked while tasting his homemade fried rice and then added a little more salt.

"The number was." Answer Dara,

"It seems important." Dara glanced at the indifferent Windu.

"Thank you for the phone." Pinta Dara, now the wife who was pregnant was quite large, released a knife from her hand.

"Just give it a shot." Windu is busy moving his fried rice into two dishes, he and Dara are deliberately planning a dinner of fried rice made by Windu, the impromptu masterchef, and Dara, all the housekeepers and chefs were sent out of the kitchen. Windu wanted to show his ability to make fried rice that he had learned from a tutorial on Youtube.

Dara took Windu's phone, the thing she never did during her marriage to Windu was open her husband's HP, even she did not memorize the keylock code, although Windu had told her many times.

A wife will lose her curiosity when the husband looks so open and hern, Dara does not have any suspicion of Windu, which is why Dara really never wanted to know.

Dara shifted the call receipt and put the phone in her ear.

"Yes, Hello..."

"Hallo.uk..." The voice of the woman sounded spoiled and friendly.

Dara's eyes blinked, the first time in her life married Windu received a phone call using her husband's cell phone and it was a woman.

"Sorry, Windnya sir is there, ma'am eh ma'am?" Ask the voice across nervously.

"So, he's a little busy. Can I call in thirty minutes?" Reply Dara asked.

"Oh, yes, I can..."

"Who is this if I may know, so that I may tell him?"

"From Fuji, ma'am.the new assistant."

"Ohhh..." Dara immediately raised her eyebrows looking at the husband who was now standing at the end of the table holding two dishes of fried rice, his face looked cute, slightly flushed in a pink aprons.

"Later I'll tell you, he'll call back in 30 minutes, yeah."

"Oh, yes ma'am, good ma'am. Good night."

"Good night." Dara lowered Windu's phone from her ear, after a disconnected tone was heard from across.

"Hm...who?" Windu asked, seeing the change in the face of the wife.

"From Win's new assistant." Dara replied indifferently, Never had Windu seen the pouting pias that Dara tried to hide like now.

"I told you, Brother Win will call in half an hour." Sahut Dara while putting Windu's phone on the table, even though Windu's palm was open in the air.

"Half hour? Why half an hour? can't you now?" Windu's innocent question was not responded to by Dara, he stood putting half-cooked beef eggs, chicken pieces and fried onions on the fried rice on the table, then put some cucumber pieces on it too.

"We have to eat first, Brother Win.We need at least half an hour to spend this much rice." Dara answered the whole thing while glancing sharply with her tail on the phone that was now in Windu's hand.

"It's the spoon." Dara sat back while thrusting spoons and forks to Windu, the action was inevitably made Windu take off his phone with a go awry and welcome the spoon and fork from Dara's hand.

"Bismillah first, brother..." Dara spoke and the standby style faced her plate.

Doddy wrongly followed his wife's words.

Dara casually stuffed her pulse into her mouth, chewing it but her eyes were now inseparable from Windu, a typical expectant mother who was on guard.

"What's up, baby?" Windu was completely wronged by Dara.

"Fuji who is it, Brother Win?" Dara asked later, still sounding awkward in Windu's ears even though he was thrown with as relaxed as possible by Dara.

"Oh, the new assistant replaced Ricky, during his wife's childbirth and recovery." Windu answered while chewing his homemade fried rice which suddenly felt bland. In his heart he cursed Ricky who has got him in trouble now.

"New assistant why not save the number?" Dara asked then while raising her eyebrows.

"He just replaced Ricky from yesterday, so I didn't get to ask for his contact number." Windu answered still trying to calm down, although Dara's attitude suddenly strange but somehow Windu enjoyed it. It felt good when his wife was so relaxed and obedient that she looked so protective of him, even though his behavior became suddenly like the police were interrogating crime only.

"Ooh..." Dara nodded her head.

"He's still single?"

"Yes, I heard that Ricky said."

"Kok, said Ricky?"

"I haven't had an interview with him because it's so sweet. But it's all set up Ricky..."

"Son Win hasn't met him yet?"

"It."

"Why does it feel like you've never met him?"

"Yes, I only met a glance yesterday, haven't had a long conversation."

"Will Win have a long conversation with him?"

Windu was astonished to see Dara who now suddenly turned 180 degrees from Dara who he knew, his question exceeded the incessant show host najwa eyes.

"That's not it, baby.I mean, I don't know very well, who knows Ricky, who recommended Fuji as my temporary assistant." Windu replied while swallowing his rice heavily, Dara is really introgating him right now.

"He's pretty?" That jealous question almost made Windu choke.

"Jeez, my wife is jealous, isn't she?" Windu almost chuckled, looking at his wife like he was staring at something rare.

Five years he married Dara, never had he seen Dara's mimic so curious.

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