Old Love Mates
Arga cooking

After completing his work, Arga drove his car to the boutique to pick up Zia.

"That I'd like to stop by the supermarket first, to buy stock for the apartment"

"Yes"

Arga turns his car to the nearest supermaket, at Zia's request.

"Write down what you want to buy" Arga handed Zia a piece of paper and a pen.

Zia accepted it and wrote some materials to buy.

"This is "Zia handing back the list of groceries she was going to buy.

"Why so much?" Arga fused his forehead to see the list of groceries that Zia wrote so much.

"Indeed it's a stock that runs out of ar"

"Let's wait in the car I'll get in" Arga resignedly accepted a list of groceries for him too much.

"Let me come with ar, I'll wait in the front seat of the cashier" Zia pleaded with Arga, to get inside the supermarket.

"No!!" Arga Seru.

"It's so annoying to him"

"Shut up here in the car and I'll buy it" Arga passed into the supermarket.

Throughout shopping Arga grumbled because he had to buy so many groceries written by Zia. By pushing the Arga trolley down the hallways, looking for every item on the note.

While being cool pushing his trolley, he accidentally pushed the trolley of people who were about to turn into the hallway that Arga passed.

"Sorry madam" Arga apologized to a middle-aged woman he hit.

The woman looked fixedly at Arga, and seemed surprised to see the person in front of her "It's okay" he said slightly stammered.

After Arga apologized, she continued shopping. Arga spent a long time shopping.

"Do you want to open a restaurant" upset Arga while putting groceries into his car.

"Didn't you see so much of your groceries, you thought you wanted to open a restaurant in the apartment" Arga expressed his frustration.

Zia just turned a lazy eyeball hearing Arga angry at having to shop, which Arga thinks is very much.

"That's what we need" Zia muttered annoyedly.

Arga drove his car to the apartment. Along the way he still grumbled remembering so many groceries. Zia who heard only silence did not respond.

Arriving at the apartment, Arga must drive Zia into the apartment first, and back again to the car park, to pick up her shopping items.

"Hurry to heal, I am lazy to have to tidy up the contents of the refrigerator like this" said Arga while putting groceries into the refrigerator.

"Yes, I will recover quickly" Zia who was sitting at the dinner table was actually lazy to respond to Arga who was endlessly angry.

Zia tried to stand up walking towards the kitchen. Zia intends to cook for dinner.

"What do you want?" asked Arga who saw Zia walking towards the kitchen.

"Cooking"

"Shut up, and sit down at the dinner table, shall I cook?"

"really?" Zia does not believe that Arga will cook.

"Yes, don't you remember that mama said I could cook"

Zia momentarily recalled the words of her in-laws, who said Arga could cook.

Arga wears an apron and starts cooking. Zia who saw Arga cooking just smiled, seeing Arga who in Zia's eyes was quite adept at cooking made her a little envious.

"Em.nice" when feeling the Arga cuisine presented on the table.

"You're so good at cooking, knowing that you're better than me, you better cook" said Zia who was too happy to find a good Arga cook.

Arga just closed his eyes. "I'll teach you, and later you'll cook" as cunningly from Arga. She did not want to have to cook in the apartment as Zia wanted.

"Sweet as he is, using the excuse to teach me, why not just say no"