My husband's my Idol Chef

My husband's my Idol Chef
16. Bucin


"Beautiful morning.," Zayn said to Caramel who was struggling with a computer screen.


Caramel turned to the side, it turned out that there was already Zayn who smiled sweetly at him.


"Siang Brother," said Caramel with a smile.


"Now you call him brother?" Zayn.


"Huh? keep calling what dong?" caramel asked confusedly.


"Emmm, dear also may," Zayn replied still with a sweet smile.


"Hehehe, it's not a girlfriend, '" Caramel replied honestly.


"Hahaha, yes, if that's what we're dating," Zayn teased Caramel.


Caramel shakes.


"Don't want to ah, you just met."


"Let's go after work, let's get to know. Ok?" rayu Zayn on Caramel.


"Road? Home work? Why?" caramel asked with her song.


"Yes pretty street," Zayn pleaded.


" I walk every day" answered Caramel.


"Oiya, where?" ask Zayn.


"Yes go home, walk away," answered Caramel honestly.


"Hahaha..no it's beautiful, we go for a walk, we go to the hotel yuk," Zayn launched the action.


"When to the hotel? Males ah tired, mending beautiful booby at home," replied Caramel.


"We're having fun dong, will ya.." - Rayu Zayn.


Suddenly Zayn's collar lifted, Zayn's neck choked on his collar.


"B**g**k, how dare you bother him," Raymond was angry, he was emotional because of Caramel's jealousy at being courted by Zayn.


"Casual Bro.. let alone this first," Zayn asked with Raymond's hands clutching the collar of his shirt.


"Chef freelin, don't make a fuss," pinta Caramel said.


Caramel was afraid Raymond would vent his emotions.


Seeing Caramel pleading with him, Raymond removed Zayn's collar.


"She's my future wife, don't bother me" Raymond told me with a cold face as if he were governing.


"Wife candidate? Since when?" ask Zayn.


"Since I came to this place. And what did you mean you took him for a walk and then to the hotel? You think she's a lowly woman?" Raymond glared at his eyes.


"Huh? So you mean like that Zayn?" caramel didn't believe it.


"As the people who I heard so said, it's not wrong that I felt it too?" a sly grin appeared on Zayn's face.


"B***g*n, will I terminate it here?" Raymond clutched Zayn's collar.


"I didn't think your Zayn turned out to be the same as the others" Caramel left by running from it.


"Our business is not finished, we continue later," Raymond took off Zayn's collar and ran after Caramel.


Raymond went after Caramel and searched everywhere. It seemed like the girl had now practiced running quickly. Raymond lost his track. He searched all the rooms he used to visit, office, kitchen, walk in chiller, bar, but there was not everything. Arriving in the arena of the game that wide he explored in order to find his future wife, but the results are also nil. Raymond just remembered Caramel's favorite place to grieve and cry, toilet.


Raymond ran towards the toilet, and sure enough, when he got there along with Caramel who had just come out of the toilet. Raymond hugged Caramel. She hugged tightly not giving Caramel a chance to move or break away from her arms. Caramel was very shocked because he came out with his head lowered and suddenly there was a burly arm and a chest of fields full of muscles that were hugging him. Caramel thrashed out wanting to release herself from the embrace that she did not know who she was. But he knew it was Raymond, because he knew the smell of perfume that smelled on the clothes of the person who hugged him. Caramel smacked into the chest of the person who was holding her tightly. He was afraid that the man wasn't Raymond. I don't know why he calms down if the one who hugs him is Raymond.


Raymond's embrace loosened and Raymond's face looked down upon the beautiful face of Caramel, his future wife.


"You're a gap, aren't you?" Raymond stroked Caramel's cheek.


"Emm. emm.lastin Chef will be a problem again" Caramel tries to remove Raymond's hand from his waist.


"Why hmm?" Raymond smiled seductively.


"It's bad Chef, it's the workplace" replied Caramel, who was still trying to remove Raymond's hand from his waist.


Suddenly there was a voice that shocked the two of them.


"You.. how dare you make out in the workplace?" said Mr. Irfan acting angry because now behind Raymond there is already the owner and leader of their company with his wife.


Raymond and Caramel turned towards the source of the sound. Caramel was shocked and afraid that he would be fired. He did want to get out of his workplace, but not with such an ugly predicate, he wanted to get out of it by handing over his resignation proudly. Unlike Caramel, Raymond looked relaxed and instead tightened his left hand to Caramel's waist. Of course, Caramel was awkward and awkward with Raymond's attitude like this. Caramel forgot that Daddy Nathan used to shake hands with him during the soft opening. He had no idea that Raymond's Daddy was the owner and leader of the company he worked for. He was afraid of being fired because Mr. Irfan found him with Chef Raymond being alone and making out.


"Ck, just bother me, anyway" Raymond snorted.


"What are you saying, it's rude of you to us" Mr. Irfan raised his voice.


"Why indeed? We're not wrong" Raymond replied lightly.


"It's not wrong you said? You two and you make out at work and at work, and your status like that is not shown here" replied Mr. Irfan with emotion, but after that he smiled mockingly and disparagingly.


"Status as you mean it" Raymond was provoked by his emotions.


"Ehemm... I don't really want to explain it in front of our honored guests, but since you are forcing, so.. ok I explained, you are sugar daddy and sugar baby right?" said Mr. Irfan with sok yaya.


Daddy and Mommy Raymond were a little surprised to hear the pronunciation of Raymond and Caramel from Mr. Irfan. They knew everything that was going on at the place, including the allegations and rumors circulating about Caramel and the bets of the male employees on Caramel. But they did not expect the words would come out of the mouth of Mr. Irfan, a manager of the place said in front of them the owner and leader of the company where they work.


It's very disrespectful to them for telling them in an inappropriate atmosphere and place. Indeed Mr. Irfan did not know if Raymond was their son, but at least he had to respect others, instead of busy looking for face to his boss or employer.


"What did you say? I've told you how many times if this Caramel is my future wife. And you dare to tease my future wife before my eyes when you know if she is my future wife. And is it natural to take employees for sightseeing, shopping and to the hotel for a manager?" Raymond purposely told him to let his Daddy know his manager's behavior and to get you fired right now.


"What does it mean sir?" ask Daddy Nathan coldly.


Daddy Nathan found out that Raymond tried to ask the central HRD to fire Mr. Irfan and Nindi, but they refused. Daddy Nathan wants to see for himself the mistake Mr. Irfan made.


"Emmm there's no sir. Chef Raymond was just trying to slander me, sir" replied Mr. Irfan defending himself.


"Defame it? Didn't you hear me wrong? You take my future wife for a walk, shopping and go to the hotel right? Unfortunately that's not the case with Caramel, he's not like your other employees who you can have fun in bed and buy luxury goods," raymond's insinuations that make Irfan musty can not dwell.


"Is that right, sir?" ask Mommy Grace.


"No Ma'am he's slandering me" Mr. Irfan defended himself.


"Hmm. where there is a badger," Raymond quipped.


Caramel who became the talk can only look down embarrassed. Her eyes were glazed over, and the plus of her eyes after being insulted by Zayn made her look like a crying person.


Mommy Grace watched Caramel who seemed to be in a state of sadness. Mommy Grace walked up to Caramel and she hugged Caramel warmly, like her mother's.


"Mom, don't be long, she's my Caramel" Raymond said, seizing Carmel's body and holding her.


Mommy smiled and shook her head, it was funny to see her son who was usually cool because of his cold and indifferent attitude was now a pussy.


"Mom?" said Mr. Irfan repeated Raymond's call to Mommy Grace.