Six Months Married
Chapter 5
Next day
“Today I will take you home.” Andreas said between breakfast.
“Go back?” naura frowned in finding out the meaning of her husband's words.
“I mean pack your things at papa's house we'll stay at the house I bought. Because I don't want to live in your parents' house or my parents' house.” Clearly then cross the spoon and fork in reverse and clean the mouth with a tissue after putting food for the last time into his mouth.
Naura nodded her head as her mouth was preoccupied with chewing the food that filled her oral cavity.
There was no conversation during the trip to Naura's house. She would rather look out the window than see her husband's cold face. After picking up some of Naura's belongings, she stuffed her big suitcase into the trunk of Andreas' car.
“What he has absolutely no intention to help me. Didn't he see how big a suitcase I was carrying?” naura grumbled with annoyance but only in her heart.
After Naura got into the car Andreas also drove his car at medium speed. Until the car stops at a new house that they will occupy starting today.
“Are we the only two to stay here?” when viewed the house that Andreas bought looks quite spacious if only the two of them occupy it.
“There will be a housekeeper tomorrow.” said Andreas dropped Naura's suitcase from inside the car then took her inside the house.
“Tumben understanding.” muttered Naura inwardly seeing her husband bring her big suitcase.
“This is our room.” Andreas opened a large room there. Precisely on the second floor because their house consists of two floors with two bedrooms.
“Kita?” reset Naura.
“This house only has one room while the other room has not been renovated.”
“Tap-pi.” Naura protests but not ignored by Andreas. The man prefers to lift his phone that had rang for the second time.Andreas stepped out of the room with a cellphone attached to his earlobe. Exchanging votes with the person behind the cell phone. I don't know what they're talking about. To leave Naura who was still standing in the room.
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Naura descended the steps one by one casually after previously putting all the clothes she had brought into the closet.
“Can you cook?” andreas's voice made Naura twist her neck to find where the source of the sound came from. Until the views of the two meet.
“Are you hungry?”
“You can cook?”
“What do I cook?”
“Anything origin don't shrimp.”
“You are allergic to seafood?”
Without answering Naura's question the man walked towards the sofa which was not far from the kitchen. Andreas passes through Naura's body just like that and lands her body perfectly on the sofa. His hand picked up a thick book then went page by page to read the book while waiting for the cuisine to arrive.
"No answer to the basic refrigerator door two." grumbled Naura.
Naura rushed to the kitchen to open the refrigerator to see the food supply there.
A few minutes passed andreas approached the dining table after Naura told him that the cooking was ready. Naura makes pasta for Andreas because there is only that food ingredient.
“Only this?” asked Andreas who saw two dishes containing pasta in them.
“No groceries I can cook other than this.” Andreas remembers he hasn't filled the freezer other than with drinks.
The man did not protest or comment back on Naura's cooking. The woman sat herself in the chair she had just pulled across from her husband. The two also finished the pasta without any other conversation during the meal.
Because the new housekeeper came tomorrow, Naura washed the dishes herself. This is the first time he has done this job. Being surprised by Andreas' sudden arrival made Naura accidentally drop the plate she was holding.
The sound of dishes smelling the floor rough hearing makes the shape of the plate split into scattered pieces.
“I'm sorry. I'll clean up soon.” Andreas ignores Naura's words of arrival just to wash his hands affected by the pasta sauce.
Walking in a hurry made Naura not see the broken glass scattered on the floor. His feet accidentally stepped on the small shards that were in the corner of the floor. Makes him grimace in pain.
“Auh.” Blood started flowing there. The woman endured the pain just for the sake of immediately cleaning the floor. Didn't want to see Andreas get angry for breaking his plate.
“What code is it?” asked Andreas who was about to take a drink in the refrigerator.
His eyes were now on Naura's feet, which were still bleeding.
“Your leg is injured?”
“This....” has not finished talking Andreas has already left himself first. There was a hint of disappointment in Naura's heart at the man's attitude. But he must realize that this is only temporary and they are strangers united in a contract.
“Ah.” Naura's body floats in the air as someone lifts her body. And that is Andreas
“Andreas.” said Naura when she saw who was holding her bridal style.
Andreas put Naura on the sofa then raised the injured Naura's leg carefully. Unplugging the shard that was still attached to Naura's leg.
“Hold yes maybe this will hurt a little.” Naura nodded. The woman was now focused on looking at Andreas' face up close which she thought was so handsome.
“Yes God your carvings are so beautiful.” muttered Naura admiring the good looks of her husband.
“Auh.” Naura complained of pain as the bell was perfectly plucked.
“I will bandage the wound first.” again Naura nodded slowly. He again enjoyed the carving of God so perfect in front of him
“I can do it myself.”
“Be quiet, I will treat your wound.” For a moment Naura was silent her heart warmed with Andreas' treatment. The woman looked at the serious face of her husband who was wrapping his feet in a white bandage.
“Auh.” Naura complained of pain as her wound collided with a bandage cloth.
“What is pain?” asked Andreas gently. Naura shook her head looking at Andreas's face which was many times more handsome when it was like this.
“Hold for a moment.” said Andrea, Naura nodded slowly.
“Sorry.” There was no reply from Andreas to Naura's apology.
“I accidentally dropped that plate.”.
Andreas is still busy bandaging Naura's wounds. Not getting a reaction from Andreas makes Naura think maybe Andreas is angry.
“Are you angry? I'll change the plate if you're angry. It's the first time I washed dishes and accidentally broke it.” Andreas was still silent there was no answer to Naura's words.
“Do you won't forgive me.” Naura looked at the face of Andreas who was cleaning the P3K box.
“Andreas.” call Naura.
“You were so chatty. Next time no need to wash dishes anymore.”
“Other times I'll be more careful.”
“Nothing next time.” Naura was surprised by Andreas's assertiveness. Naura looked down not daring to look at her husband. His eyes started to glaze over this the first time he had been snapped by a man. Throughout Naura's lifetime, her papa never scolded or spoke in a high tone. Ben never said rude even though his best friend was upset with him.