Two

Angel laughed out loud seeing the expression of his cousin who had just been slapped and humiliated by his lover earlier. The girl's shoulders shook from laughing so hard. The man in front of him was grumbling at his cousin's behavior. Angel reached for a glass of juice on the table. Without hesitation the girl straightened it until it was left.

Why did Angel's behavior after marriage get worse? Angel is a real troublemaker!

"ANGELA!"

"NICOOO!" Angel shouted back.

The man whose full name is Adrian Nicholas was furious for a long time. If he didn't love her, he might have kicked him to the north pole. Oh Lord! Why does he have an annoying cousin like Angel?!

"Ela, where are you going?" Nico shouted for Angel who wanted to leave the coffee shop.

Nico prefers to call Angel as 'Ela' because Angel's name is not suitable for the girl. Judging from his behavior alone does not reflect like an angel.

"Go," Angel replied, curtly.

"You bar woman! Already messed up, humiliated myself by my own boyfriend, now you just walk away!" Nico looked furious.

"Don't you know that my job is often a mess?" Angel played with his eyes, causing Nico to squeak sarcastically.

"Oh, yes! I forgot that you are such a troublemaker! I wonder why Mark can feel at home having a wife like you. If I were Mark, I'd probably hang myself!"

Angel stepped closer to Nico's desk. He pushed his cousin's head so hard that the chair Nico was sitting on almost fell backwards. "Don't mention the crazy man's name!"

"I think you guys are perfect! The mad man has no heart, and you crazy bar woman!" Now it's Nico who laughs at Angel. He held his stomach, all the visitors to the coffee shop there stared at them in surprise with furrowed brows.

"You crazy Nicholas! Crazy!" Angel is angry.

Nico laughed even louder. Upsetting the girl is also one of his hobbies. This is how Angel and Nico behave when they meet. They insult and make fun of each other. But after all they love and protect each other.

***

The work in the kitchen was almost done, Angel stirred the vegetables he was cooking. The cold atmosphere because it rained all day made his appetite increase. If Angel usually eats three times a day, today he eats almost five times.

Angel poured his soup into a large bowl, inhaling the fragrant aroma that came out of the smoke of his cooking. Some dishes have been arranged neatly, just enjoy it.

He had already set two plates on the dining table. Don't care about her husband who hasn't come yet. His stomach was rumbling, the worms in his stomach wanted to be fed.

Angel patted his stomach, muttering softly. "Patience, patience, soon you will eat!" He muttered to himself with a worm in his stomach.

Angel spooned rice into his plate, put in the soup and didn't forget the fried chicken as a complement. He rubbed his hands impatiently, just as he wanted to spoon the rice into his mouth, the doorbell rang. The girl clucked, then slammed the spoon down to make a sound. It must be Mark! Hissed furiously. Why does that man always come home when he wants to relax, anyway?

With lazy steps, Angel walked forward, until he reached the door he immediately turned the lock. Angel half gaped at the figure in front of the door. "Sia—" Before Angel had time to ask, the figure that Angel thought was disgusting had entered the house while looking at the contents of the house.

Angel followed from behind, folded his arms in front of his chest. Where is this creature from? Her look was so revealing, the dress she was wearing was so skimpy, and the top, oh my God! Angel shuddered at the woman's clothes. Her cleavage is clearly visible.

"Where's Mark?" asked the girl to Angel.

Angel did not answer, still busy watching the appearance of the creature with its back to him.

"Hey! Where's Mark? Call quickly! You're a maid here, aren't you?"

Angel widened her eyes. This woman thinks she's a maid? Seriously!

Angel rolled her eyes, disgusted at her uninvited guest. Angel was on his hips, his eyes lit up sharply. The woman turned around, now they were looking at each other. At first Angel wanted to reply or slap the girl on the cheek, but she quickly racked her brain. A crazy idea crossed his mind, Angel stepped in front of his guest, again he folded his arms across his chest.

"So true! I'm a maid in this house," said Angel. "Mr. Mark hasn't come home yet, Miss, maybe soon." Angel narrowed his eyes, watching the woman who was nodding.

"Miss can sit down first, please. Oh, yes! What do you want to drink, Miss? Tea or coffee?" Angel offered a drink to the guest.

"Just tea, don't add too much sugar, because sweetness can make me fat!"

"Okay, Miss! Then I'll stay in the kitchen for a while. Excuse me."

The woman who doesn't know her origins is sitting on the sofa while looking at some of the photos displayed there. Shortly Angel appeared with a cup of tea.

He placed a cup of tea on the table. "Please drink Miss..."

"Pamela," he said quickly.

Angel nodded.

"Enjoy your tea, Miss..."

Angel got up, his hands wrapped around the tray in front of his chest. He covered his mouth which almost let out a laugh that he had been holding back for a long time. He turned his head, counting from one to three.

"Tea with a little sugar can make you slimmer, Miss," Angel muttered holding back his chuckles.

***

Mark came and kept shouting Angel's name over and over. The girl had just come out of the bathroom, wearing white shorts and a large shirt that covered the length of the shorts she was wearing.

Angel approached Mark. Then asked, "What is it? It's not in the forest. Why are you shouting!" Angel shouted while rubbing a towel on her still wet hair.

The man swallowed hard. Angela's appearance, ah! Why just wearing a baggy shirt and shorts, plus hair that's still wet makes him look sexy!

Angel tapped the man's shoulder hard enough to make Mark flinch in surprise. "Why are you looking at me like that?!" Angela muttered as she slung her towel over Mark's face.

"Angela!" Mark threw the towel on the floor. "Was someone here earlier?" Mark raised one eyebrow high.

Angel tried to remember, ah, yes. The woman who was wearing a dress that lacked material was what Mark was referring to?

"Yes."

"You almost killed him Angel!" Angel frowned, surely the woman had complained to Mark. "What did you do to Pamela?! He's my friend and business partner!" Mark grumbled.

Angel sighed, too much Pamela! Angel did not mix anything in his drink, there was no poison that could cause him to lose his life forever. Angel just put a laxative. Just that.

"Don't overdo it! I'm just helping her to be sexier!" Angel put on an annoying face.

Mark drew closer to Angel who wanted to leave him. But hastily Mark pulled Angel's hand until it crashed into his body.

The distinctive aroma of apples wafted through Mark's sense of smell. Her wet hair dripped with remnants of water that spread a very fragrant aroma. Mark could smell the fragrance from his wife's body. Why had he just realized that the girl smelled of apples? So fragrant, and made his nose feel at home to continue to inhale it.

Angel stepped on Mark's feet so hard that his hand slipped from Mark's grip. "Base! You like to look for opportunities in adversity!"

"You—" Mark's finger pointed at his wife's face.

"You cheater!"

Mark glared. Why did his wife always call him cheating since yesterday?

"Hey, what do you mean?! Who are you calling a cheater!"

"You!" Angel leaned forward, Mark even walked back nervously.

Mark ruffled his hair in frustration. "YOU, I AM THE LAW! SLEEP OUTSIDE AND DON'T ENTER THE ROOM!"

Angel shuddered to hear the man screaming loudly in front of him. Not shudder because his voice is so big and loud. But Angel is most afraid of sleeping outside the room and alone. Angel put on a welding face, Mark looked away without interest, then entered the room and didn't forget to slam the door.

Brack!

Angel covered his ears, Mark can punish him anything, but don't punish him by telling Angel to sleep outside the room. Angels are scared. He is afraid of loneliness.