Cuisine For Noah

"It's okay with your expression!" Alice smacked Rachel in the head.

"Alice, do you want to sell this or what?" Sofie knelt on a row of shoes from the Alice brand, "if it's not for sale, I'm willing to accommodate it."

"It's people like you who kill your friend's business, buy it, time to ask!" replied Alice curtly. She returned to the dining table, enjoying her breakfast which had stopped. Rachel and Sofie sat across from her, observing Alice with comparison. "What are you two doing? I know I am pretty, but it's okay to just look at it."

"Are you seriously okay?" Rachel asked, still in disbelief.

"Your friend is strong, Ra. I'm used to falling, so everything is under control."

"So, what do you do next, Al?" Sophie asked confused. Can't imagine, if he were in Alice's shoes, maybe what madness she could do.

"Do not know."

"Did you find out a weakness? What caused you to go bankrupt?"

Alice shrugged.

"Alice, you have a husband like Noah, how come you don't take advantage of it!" Rachel complained shaking her head.

Alice's brow furrowed. "So what?"

"Noah's job is internal audit. When it comes to finding weaknesses in a company, he's the champ. His job is to check, assess the efficiency and effectiveness of a company, whether in the operational, finance, accounting, or human resources fields. You should share your thoughts with Noah. Who knows he can help you! His services are expensive, you know. But if you want to ask, he will want to help."

"That's true?"

"Look, you think Noah is just an ordinary employee?" Rachel shook her head, "Even though his age isn't much different from you, his experience can't be doubted. The status is already the head of an audit at the company, you don't know what the title is? That's the way it is, CISA, CFE, QIA, ERMCP, and CIA certifications, coy!" it was Rachel who seemed excited in explaining. Excited to see Alice's ignorance. "Ah you, a golden opportunity was wasted."

"Then what should I do?"

"Let's just say this, just try to prepare your financial data, basically everything related to your company is given to Noah. But the method is smooth, don't suddenly give it like that," Sofie suggested, "for example, at dinner, you try to lead the flow."

Following Rachel and Sofia's suggestion, Alice finally complied. She had all the necessary paperwork on the table and was waiting for Noah to come home, but it was already ten o'clock in the evening. The man has not yet shown the bridge of her nose.

NOAH!

Uh, I mean Noah, dear.

Where are you?

Why aren't you home yet?

It's 10 p.m.

Aren't you home?

Otherwise, I'd like to lock the pager.

Noah!

The answer, please.

Alice grumbled as the chat hadn't been read. Then reread the message, hey, how come she looks like a wife who needs to be caressed and wants her husband to come home quickly? Alice immediately dropped all her messages.

*message deleted*

It didn't take long for Noah to reply.

What's in it? Why was it deleted?

Alice sent photos of the food.

I cook soup.

Don't eat out.

Noah:

Ok, I'm home now.

Wait for your husband to come home.

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Noah seemed to be hallucinating when he came home from work and what greeted him was the smell of delicious home cooking. It was like returning to Aunt Nur's house. Ah, Noah misses Aunt Nur's cooking so much. Noah opened the door and found Alice sitting at the table, with a big smile on her face. He blinked in surprise. Because this time it was even stranger than finding Alice asleep on the couch. "Hello, my husband is home."

"Are you sick?" Noah asked confused.

"Hey, why does it hurt? You should be happy to be greeted by your wife! Moreover, his wife is as perfect as I am." Alice tossed her hair.

"I'll take a shower first then eat."

"Oh no, eat first. It'll be cold later." Alice grabbed Noah's arm.

"I stink, Alice."

Alice sniffed Noah until Noah's heart almost stopped beating at his behavior. "No, you smell good. Eat first. I'm tired of cooking it, I guarantee it will be delicious."

Of course, Alice was lying, she didn't cook, it was Rachel. She had deliberately ordered Rachel to cook to bribe Noah. Noah ultimately had no choice. The man sat on the chair, Alice acting like the perfect wife, took a spoonful of rice onto Noah's plate and poured a glass of mineral water into his. "You don't want to take my picture first? So that it can be uploaded on social media?" quipped Noah.

"Oh yeah, almost forgot! Good thing you remember. Wait, don't eat yet." Alice quickly took the phone, opened the Snapgram feature. Noah was made to gape, even though Noah just said sarcastically which Alice didn't take seriously. "Darling, how's my cooking? Isn't it good? It is yummy?" Noah just gave a thumbs up with a flat face. "Smile," Alice said with a silent lip motion that automatically made Noah pull his smile back until his dimples showed.

"Okay, send." Alice shared it in her story. "That's right, eat it right away."

Noah bribed a spoonful, confused too that Alice's soup tasted familiar to him. He seemed to have eaten with the same taste.

"Nice?"

"Seriously you cook?"

"Why don't you believe it?"

"It turns out that this is how it feels to be cooked by my wife, no wonder my friends who are already married are fat."

After accompanying Noah to eat, Alice invites him to sit in front of the TV, but Noah insists on taking a shower first before accompanying him to watch. After fifteen minutes of Alice's waiting, Noah finally came back wearing a white T-shirt and Hawaiian pants to the knee until his thick leg hair was showing. The scent of masculine soap bursts out and gives a refreshing impression. They sat side by side. The tip of Noah's shoulder rested on Alice's shoulder. They watch a Netflix movie. Both of them focused on the show on tv until finally, the thin object showed a young couple kissing and having a hot scene.

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To be contunied . . .