MSL - After The Storm

After the storm there is always a sunny day, as long as the world is not over, and I believe that. Since there is still a sunny day, and our relationship is improving, then I consider that this is not the end between me and Christopher Hudson.

Today because Granny forced me to get up and come over to Christopher's room to bring him coffee, it turned out to be a good thing. My relationship with Christopher is improving and that's thanks to Granny. So I should thank her.

*Thank you Granny* I wrote the text for her.

*No next time!* She replied my text.

*I promise you* I replied her text.

Granny is a wonderful woman. Although on the outside she looks fierce and also hard, but actually her heart is soft and sweet. If she really hates me of course she won't help me mend my relationship with her grandson. Although she often looks angry at me, but I am sure that she really loves and cares for me. She also approves of my relationship with her grandson, otherwise she certainly won't have played a role in making my relationship with Christopher better.

Christ didn't go to his office after the peace between us had happened, but strangely he asked me not to go to the tavern today. He asked me to stay home for no apparent reason. Access in our homes was even tightened. I briefly asked about what happened but Christ didn't answer. He just asked me to redecorate his room today, then asked me to cook for a dinner.

"You're not playing a prank on me, are you?" I protested while pairing a tie for him.

"No." He said quickly, he looked at me deeply, as if to convince me that he was really not playing a prank on me.

"Choose the design you like, I have picked up the catalog, you can contact the vendor after you decide on the design you like. They'll send the stuff home and the bill to my office." Christ explained the technical details.

"You want me to be exhausted huh?" I asked.

"Of course not." He pecked my lips at a glance. "Alfonso can handle the coffee shop, so I want you to learn to be a good wife." He said as he put on his blazer before finally leaving the house after pecking my lips once more. Is he really planning to marry me? I muttered inwardly. Ah I don't know, only the man knew what was really inside his head.

***

I walked to the desk and picked up the catalog then looked through the design that caught my eye. Christ's room is really boring with dark and minimalist shades. Maybe I should make the room a little colorful. Perhaps that way it will affect Christ's personality, becoming a man who is not too rigid.

After deciding on the décor I liked, I contacted the vendor providing the interior items and ordered everything I needed. Even the wallpaper in this room I also changed according to my wishes.

Bye Bye dark and boring room. I muttered inwardly. Sure enough, it didn't take more than two hours, all the equipment came, of course, after being strictly checked by the security team that Christ hired, they were only allowed to enter with their belongings.

Six people walked into the room and immediately peeled off all of Christ's old wallpaper then replaced it with a new one. Replaced Gordyn with a new one to my order. Furniture, all I replaced. And after tidying up all the old furniture they left.

Oh, I'm so tired. Although for the most part I just ordered and those who did, but this was quite a drain on me.

***

After everything was settled, it turned out that it was already dark. And Christ asked me to cook what I was. Even though in this house, Christ actually often calls reliable chefs to cook if he wants to eat at home. But this time I decided to cook with my own hands.

I opened Christ's big two-door fridge that was probably larger than the wardrobe. All are neatly arranged, ranging from meat, fruit, vegetables, milk and others.

"You want to cook?" Joel asked, apparently he was the clerk in this house. That cooks for everyone in the house except Christ. Joel said the man almost never ate home-cooked food unless forced to.

"Just mention what you want to eat and I'll prepare it."

"Em . . ." I scratched my neck. "Can you give me the recipe and tell me how to cook it, I'll do it myself." I said dubiously.

"You want to cook Mss. Dimitri?"

"Mr. Hudson ordered it, he hasn't been satisfied with torturing me." I and Joel laughed.

"Mr. Hudson likes meat, maybe you can start by just cooking meat."

"Oh ok." My nod was quick.

Joel headed to the refrigerator and took out all the ingredients I needed to make Prime Beef Ribeye With Maitake Mushroom, Cipolini Onion, Veal Juice and reoasted foie gras. I can't even remember his name.

Joel patiently taught me to do everything from marinating meat, grilling it to processing its complements. I even spent two hours doing everything from preparation to arranging his dining table.

"Walaaaaa . . ." I even admired my work, which of course was mostly Joel's work, on the table. Complete with Campagne and two glasses for a two-person dinner.

"Hey . . ." I gasped because when I turned my body I saw Christ was already coming, he was standing at the end in the white shirt and pants he was wearing just now.

"Mr, Hudson." Joel said goodbye and left us both. But look at me, I'm even still sweating with my messy hair.

"I just finished cooking." My eyebrows were intertwined looking at Christ but the man just smiled over to me, wrapped his hand around my waist and kissed me on the neck.

"You smell of sweat." He whispered after kissing me, and success made me permeating.

"Can I take a shower first?" I asked tentatively.

"I don't like to eat meat in the cold, so we eat first." It is said.

"Ok." With a heavy heart we finally sat face to face. He is in his white shirt, although he has been working since the morning but still looks neat and handsome. While I was, a greasy face, a white T-shirt full of sweat and also a hotpant.

"Joel taught you to cook this all?"

"Yes." My nod.

"I love it." Christ put the second piece of meat in his mouth and chewed, enjoying every bite I guess. I didn't even expect that with just a little touch and guidance of Joel I was able to cook like this.

"I'm not even sure if I can cook this fast." I complimented my own cooking and I saw Christ smiling at that.

"You're talented." He praised.

"Of course."

"I was thinking about marrying you." Christ's sentence made me almost choke on a large piece of meat.

"Just because I can cook?" My protest was once I finished drinking and calmed down.

Christ smiled. "You're like a complete package. It's all on you."

"Hiss . . ." I rolled my eyes.

"Hurry up and finish your meal, I want to take a bath." It is said.

"When you have finished taking a shower first, I will take care of everything." I replied, chewing on my food. How could I finish this meal quickly, I have to enjoy this expensive meat slowly, because I can't eat it every day.

"I paid ten servants in this house to take care of the house, so you don't have to take care of it." Christ replied teasing me.

"You arrogant." I rolled my eyes.

"Hmmm . . you really made me lose my temper." Christ began to look upset.

"Go take a bath Mr. Hudson, I really want to enjoy every piece of this meat with peace of mind." My protest.

"I want to bathe you, can you chew faster."

"WHAT?!" The contents of my mouth were even almost scattered because I opened my mouth too wide, what Christ said really made me shock. Luckily we were actually in a very private room while enjoying this meal.

"I really wish you weren't so poor that once in your life you watched a romantic drama about the scene of bathing together in abathup." His grumble.

"I'll give you a chance to realize your vantasi as long as you're patient Mr. Hudson." I think it's my chance to get revenge for what he once did to me when he was so angry. Waiting is never fun isn't it Uncle Christ? I laughed triumphantly in my heart.