Let's Get Divorced

ing her plate to find Bimo coming out of the

y. Water droplets dripped from between his hair and landed on Bimo's clean skin like falling crystals, not to mention the aroma of soap wafting out to tempt her sense

knows that the clothes that Bimo wears daily are enough to show that the man's muscles are trained. So, maybe this is one of

s to mind is what it would feel like to lean her head against Bimo's broad chest to hear the rhythm of the man's chest. Wendy's heart automatically beat fast as if she had just received adrenaline from o

ed, interrupting

e known that things like this would happen more often because they lived under the same roof. Wendy turned and fanned her face, which felt hot, and at the same time, got

te on the dining table containing processed chic

replied Bimo. "It

ve, Wendy tho

re like that," Wendy said honestly, aimi

t moved towards the room to put on clothes so as not to cause any other strange things. Unfortunately, Bimo's heart was beating irregularly because he was embarras

is starting to lengthen to the nape of his neck, with pomade so it looks neat all day long, and spray perfume all over his body. After tidying himself up, Bimo left the room while We

mber," said Bimo, knowing that

ning and afternoon. Drinking tea at night, right?" said Wendy, putting the teaspoon in th

offee before taking a slow sip. "You just shower

had just been cooked from the rice cooker. "You j

asked, spooning the chicken pieces onto a ser

ould it not be nice i

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anwhile, both hands are busy cutting the rib eye meat - the inner back part of the cow with fat in the middl

at the chefs always hear from guests is the soft touch of butter, which is so harmonious with the black pepper, not to mention the doneness of this meat, which reaches medium rare, so it is neither too harsh nor too raw. It turn

wkwardly, pretended not t

head, and his eyes fell on Bimo's groin, which

iscussed by the couple who had made it through the first night. He wanted to spend that passionate night with his sweetheart, Risya. The corners of his

hat slices of orange peel that had been processed using the blanching technique* were now mixed with granulated sugar to be cooked until they became cara

ng to make a new one. Wait for the butcher's

d Bimo. "Yesterday, your cooking

gratulations on your wedding, sir. Don't

ng by while helping Astrid bring chicke

with a big smile. "Yes, sir, wh

tioned," said Astri

the newlywed couple's response to be like this. Some tease and those who pray that a child will soon be entrusted to the care of the Lord of Nat

lue sky of the student city when Bimo took the tim

then gently pinching the top of his girlfriend's sharp nos

rling," replied Risya, sticking out her tongue

onely," said

so sore because of the accumulated longing, but he couldn't vent it because the girl had disappeared somewhe

mas, breaking Bimo's thoughts. "If you

her commis answered

en, which the men used as a brag. She was finally happy to see Bimo's smile again and hoped th

d she go?" Wendy m