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(Chapter 7)

'NOT GOOD'

That's exactly what happened. In the evening, I returned to the market while Eren was taken by Mang Marion to join him in the wood burning. They were just there in the neighboring house so I didn't complain anymore. Then one more thing, Eren was right. that one might go crazy when left alone at home. It's good that you are keeping him busy somehow.

It will be five o'clock when I get home. Eren wasn't there. It's probably Mang Marion and he's cutting wood. I can't stop laughing when I think of how he looks every time he does that. That man is artistic. Guaranteed to give up working in less than a week.

He would rather sit all day and watch TV than work. something that I know he has never experienced with them.

I cooked dinner then I went straight to Mang Marion to pick up Eren. As in the past, the women gathered him there. Watching how a city dweller like him works.

I saw that Eren was currently crying while bathing in his own sweat. But it did not even reduce to his manliness. He looks like a Greek god in the shape of a man. so all the women who watch him can't help but blush because of his elegance even though he doesn't care about them.

When Mang Marion came out carrying some wood, I just showed up.

"Oh, Mari!"the old man lowered the trees next to Eren. I saw that the young man also looked at me, causing him to stop what he was doing for a while. He breathlessly looked at me from head to toe. Then he took a white towel from the side before wiping his face."Are you picking up your wife?"

I heard the women squealing on the side. I just tried to smile.

Macoy came out of their house and his face immediately lit up when he saw me.

"Come!" his face lit up with impish glee. I smiled back."Have you been here?"

"Just arrived." I answered. I felt Eren's eyes watching us.

"It looks like it's going to rain hard today." Macoy said with a smile even though it was the opposite of my expression. I winced because of that."What do you mean?"

"Ah, I hope it's Eren... because our dinner is already cooked."

"Is that so? He's lucky... he'll be able to taste your cooking." Macoy slowed down the last thing he said. We both laughed at the end.

"Don't worry... next time I'll bring you a dish." I whispered back.

"Okay, okay... I want that!" he said.

"You're so sweet...." we both turned to the voice from the side. I didn't even notice that Eren was already close."You really picked me up..."

Although he laughed at the end, I knew it was full of sarcasm. It's like he's staring at Macoy. My mouth opened slightly.

"Ahm... go into the house first, Mari. Just wait there for Eren." Macoy turned to me with a smile. His eyes filled with anticipation.

"No need." Eren answered in a baritone tone while not taking his eyes off the person he was talking to. "Im done with my stuff here. We're going home."

I could not speak and remained silent. Until Mang Marion came and presented the payment for Eren's service.

"This, son, is the payment. Thank you for helping." The old man smiled widely, seeming to have no idea of ​​the growing tension. Macoy distanced himself slightly.

Eren immediately accepted the money before handing it to me. We looked at each other and I frowned at him.

"W-what is that?" I asked while looking at the money he presented to me.

"Don't ask if you already know the answer." he said coldly before forcing the money into my hand. then he started walking without even saying goodbye to the two.

The three of us looked at each other. Disappointment was visible on Macoy's face while the smile on Mang Marion's lips could not be removed.

"P-Excuse that one." I said shyly. "M-We'll go first."

"Alright hija, please tell your husband again. Thank you. Take care." said Mang Marion. I even nodded to Macoy who only gave me a forced smile in return.

In the end I immediately followed Eren. It was already dark outside accompanied by an overcast sky.

when I entered the house, I found the bedroom door just closed. Eren probably went in there to change his clothes or take a shower again.

I just prepared the table for dinner. I set up the cutlery while waiting for Eren to finish. later he came out wearing new clothes. He was wiping his hair as he went straight to the living room.

He hung the wet towel on a chair there. Then he walked towards the kitchen without looking. I pretended to be busy setting the table.

He pulled out an empty chair before seriously sitting there.

I spooned the cooked pork stew before placing it on the table. His face remains firm and serious. He didn't even look at me. I also pulled out a chair before sitting down.

"Have you tasted it?"I asked while serving him the dish. He didn't speak so I looked at him."It's called pork stew... it's delicious."

I saw him looking down at the dish. He immediately moved the cutlery and then I watched his reaction while tasting my food.

"It's delicious, isn't it?"I said proudly. But he remained speechless.

What is the problem? Was it a while ago?

I snorted before letting out a sigh. In the end, I kept quiet and started eating.

in the middle of our quiet meal, it suddenly rained heavily.

"Hala?" I stood up and immediately panicked. "Maybe there's a power outage..."

I immediately walked to prepare the candle and lighter. I put it away where I can get to it quickly.

when I returned to the table I saw that Eren was still eating. He spooned more rice that made me smile.

He doesn't speak but I know he enjoys my cooking. He was wheezing a while ago, e.

"The air is delicious!." I grinned while sipping the soup."it's good to partner with the soup."

"Tsk." he muttered before continuing to eat.

"What's your problem? You've been here for a while?" I raised an eyebrow at him. He stopped eating for a moment. At that time he turned to me.

"Did you already taste the wind for you to say how good it tastes, huh?"he said seriously while shaking his head at the end.

"I didn't mean it literally." I defended.

"Whatever." he murmured. I frowned at him.

"What's going on with you? I noticed you were quiet when we got home?" I raised an eyebrow at him. "Did something happen?"

"Nothing."

"Why are you acting like that?"

He turned to me once before taking the glass and pouring water. You drank a mouthful of it and then there was no excuse to stand up. I looked up to him because of that.

"Why don't you let Mang Marion's son taste your cooking?"he asked reproachfully. My brows immediately furrowed at what he said.

"H-huh? W-what?"

"Try it, Mari." he mocked. "Just to let him know that your cooking is not good."

After that he walked to the living room. I couldn't stand up on my own.

"Hey! It's so thick!"I shouted but he didn't turn to me again."It's not good? Really? It's not good but you have three meals of rice, you're crazy? Ha! It's thick... it's not good... if I serve you dry, eh.. ."

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