Heaven's food

"H-have you checked everything?" Crystal asked, blushing as she tried to divert the conversation.

"Yes and you know what I found in the other room?"

"What?"

"A wooden bed without a mattress," Reagan replied indignantly. "You can imagine how crazy my grandfather is, can't you? He's willing to spend a lot more money to arrange all this for both of us."

Crystal shook her head disbelievingly at Reagan's words, fear immediately overtook her.

"The beds that have mattresses are just beds in the outdoor area, my grandfather was amazing. I had to call him immediately and thank him," Reagan said sarcastically.

"Don't be mad at grandpa, Reagan. Grandpa doesn't know anything about our actual marriage, that's why he's managed everything to this detail. Grandpa really thought we were married for love not a treaty." Crystal, who had refrained from all of Reagan's behavior, finally dared to speak, Crystal did not want Roman West to return to get all the curses from Reagan. The kind old man has filled a space in Crystal's heart who lost her father figure since she was little. "And I don't mind sleeping in the bed outside, so don't worry about it anymore."

Reagan was silent, had not interacted with Crystal much since his first meeting a week ago making Reagan a little surprised at Crystal's ability to talk.

"Now rest, you look a little pale," Crystal said again.

"Don't set me up."

Crystal smiled. "I'm not setting you up, I'm just telling the truth. If you don't believe it, look yourself in the mirror."

"No need, I'm not as weak as you think. I can even run around this resort if you want to know," Reagan said arrogantly.

Crystal, who was too lazy to deal with Reagan's chatter, chose to unpack her suitcase, an offer given by Wayan moments ago made Crystal impatient for the afternoon. The heat of the sun where she was at the moment made her head hurt a little, that's why Crystal wanted to organize her clothes and change into clothes that were more comfortable to wear in a tropical country.

While Reagan decided to go outside, the clear sound of the waves made Reagan tempted to see him in person. Living in a city full of tall buildings and busy vehicles, Reagan was hypnotized by the beautiful scenery that lay before his eyes. The phenomenal beauty of Nihiwatu beach managed to quell Reagan's anger at his grandfather.

The smell of the food that Crystal carried from the dining table to the balcony where he had been standing for nearly the last ten minutes managed to make Reagan look away from the beautiful scene before his eyes.

"Eat first, we haven't eaten anything since arriving in Bali," Crystal said quietly as she put down a tray filled with delicious Indonesian food that was so tempting.

Reagan frowned. "What food is that?"

"This seems to be the specialty of this place, it's the first time I've seen it," Crystal answered honestly, the fragrant aroma from a serving of spicy-rich chicken betutu served in front of her eyes made Crystal not stop swallowing.

"Are you sure this is human food? Why is it colored like that?" Reagan was disgusted by the appearance of the chicken betutu on the plate.

"This food name is ayam betutu," Crystal said quietly, spelling out a small note that was near the plate where the chicken betutu was. "And this is satay wrap."

Reagan raised one eyebrow. "Why is the name so weird? No, I don't want to eat that. I want other food, order me food like home. I want bread and..."

"Delicious!!!" Crystal, who had just put the betutu chicken in her mouth, screamed loudly. "This is so good Reagan, for God's sake this is so good. You have to try it, Reagan." Crystal stretched out her hand to Reagan subconsciously.

"No, I won't hmmmppp..."

Crystal, who didn't want to enjoy the delicious food herself then forcefully fed Reagan and Reagan, who didn't expect Crystal to go that far, seemed unable to do anything when Crystal put in the spicy chicken betutu which was so delicious into his mouth.

"How delicious isn't it?" Crystal asked with sparkling eyes, seeing Reagan not giving any reaction made Crystal curious.

It was Crystal's question that in the end forced Reagan to grit his teeth, chewing on the food he thought was disgusting with so much remorse that he had despised the incredibly delicious food earlier.

"This note says that this food will be more delicious if enjoyed with white rice and with hands like a local, that's why I..."

"Give it to me."

"Eh?"

Reagan, who had just swallowed the food Crystal fed him, pointed to the empty plate that was nearby. "I want to eat alone, you don't want to eat from your hands again like before. I don't know if your hands are clean or not."

Even though at the end of the sentence Reagan said words that were a little hurtful, Crystal still did her job as a wife well. Crystal, who really appreciated food, chose not to put a lot of food on Reagan's plate. It's better to add than to throw away leftovers, that's a life principle that Crystal holds to this day.

Reagan stared at the plate of food in front of him, he could barely say anything at the sight. There is a sense of doubt that still holds his ego to eat alone with Crystal. However, because he was tempted by Crystal's way of eating, which seemed to enjoy the food so much, Reagan finally decided to join Crystal. Unlike Crystal who eats with his hands like the instructions he received earlier, Reagan prefers to eat using the spoon and fork that Crystal has provided.

Amazing

That's the only word Reagan can give for the taste of the food he's enjoying right now. Even though he had visited other Asian countries that consumed rice as their main food, this was the first time Reagan had the pleasure of eating rice. The combination of spices in the food that Crystal put on his plate was so extraordinary, his western tongue that was used to consuming bread and wheat was immediately spoiled by these foods.

"What are you eating?" Reagan asked quietly, seeing Crystal enjoying the still warm satay wrap and emitting a distinctive aroma that made Reagan tempted to enjoy it too.

Crystal wiped her lips with her left hand slowly. "It's called satay wrap and it tastes really good, I really can't describe how delicious these foods are."

"Give me one."

Immediately Crystal grabbed a plate of ten enticingly scented skewers from the table and held it out to Reagan, asking Reagan to take the skewer with his own hands. Crystal guarded her heart from Reagan's harsh words.

"I'll try one, thanks."

Crystal almost dropped the plate containing the precious food when she heard the thank you come out of Reagan's lips, in almost ten days of knowing the man this was the first time Crystal had heard a thank you from him.

"You're welcome Reagan," Crystal said hoarsely with tears in her eyes, Sumba really made Crystal happy.

Continued