Dale’s Arrange Wife (ENGLISH VERSION)

I FELT someone shaking me so I woke up. I saw Lauren sitting on the bed and pouting. I seem to know that it is necessary.

Ever since Lauren got pregnant, she always wakes up early in the morning. Then say that she is hungry and wants to eat this and that. I have no complaints because I can make what she wants to eat. Fortunately, it was sunny before she woke me up.

Her pregnancy was not that bad. She just wants to do something that sometimes I don’t want but I have no choice. Just like she would make me dance sexy, sometimes she wanted me to sleep naked. Sometimes she cuddled up to my length to sleep and then when she woke up, she didn’t want to remove.

There was this time that she wanted me not to wear clothes when in the room, I was literally naked because she said my body is nice. But the worst part was when she made me perform a rap song while naked. I was like a fool waving in the void while jumping and my shaft was also jumping.

But it’s fine, as long as it’s for her and the baby.

My family was too happy when we told them about the news. It’s only been a year and there are already two pregnant women in the family.

“Wife, something wrong?” I asked when I woke up.

“Hubby I’m hungry.”

“What do you want to eat?”

“Rice cake.”

“Rice cake?” I frowned. How can I make a rice cake? “I don’t know how to make it.”

“Just buy somewhere.”

“Ok, I will buy it.”

“But pink.”

“Pink?”

“Yes, the baby wants pink rice cake.”

“Where I can find pink rice cake?” Her face frowned a bit. Dylan said don’t spoil the face of the pregnant woman and maybe the baby’s face will spoil too. Mommy should always be happy for a happy baby.”Joke. Yes, I know what you want, I’ll buy it.” Her smile widened, and then hugged me. Good luck to me. Well, I have a brother who knows all kinds of Filipino food so there is no problem.

“Thank you, hubby.”

“Welcome.” Good luck to me really.

I AM waiting for Dylan here outside his mansion. He said he was going out but what time now? and the animal was still not there. If I didn’t really need him, I wouldn’t wait with him. Because I don’t know anything about that pink rice cake and where it can be bought. Dylan knows more than I do so I have to go with him.

While waiting for him outside, I couldn’t help but look at his mansion. He bought this in his first winning in street fighting. He bought it as a gift to the mother of his born. But sadly, before he could give it, the tragedy happened and the worst part was that she left him.

He was only here once because he was often in his condo and in another house. He only hangs out here every full moon. I couldn’t wait any longer so I went down to see him.

‘But wait, where am I going? This fucking mansion is so big.’

I was about to call him when he suddenly came out.

“You’re taking too long.”

“Close your engine and we’ll get in my car,” he said calmly.

I need something so I have to be patient. I just turned off my car engine and then got into his car. When I entered, I saw that he had kissed a keychain and then hung it on the mirror. An angel holding a bow or should I say a Cupid and also has a keychain.

“Don’t be judgmental, that’s Hunter’s son. He dropped it and I couldn’t give it to him because the boy was already riding with his crazy father. I went back to that place but the child and the mother did not come back, as well as that asshole Hunter.”

“I didn’t say anything, you explained a lot.”

“Don’t me, your face says a lot.” He started to drive. I don’t know where we are going and I have no idea. I told him that Lauren wanted a rice cake and he said it was easy.

“Only that?” he asks.

“Yes,”

“With sprinkles at the top?” I look at him clueless. “What?”

“I don’t know.”

“There are different types of rice cake. Some have coconut sweet on top, others are sprinkled with dried coconut. There are also others who put it here.” Then he looked at me. “You don’t know?” I shook my head in response.

Shameless why didn’t I ask Lauren properly.

“She only said rice cake, pink.”

“What did she say?”

“Rice cake pink.”

“What?! What pink rice cake?!”

“She said it,”

“Is your wife stupid? Where can we find a pink rice cake?” I also scratched my head. I don’t know if I should call Lauren or not. Maybe I was just sleepy when she said that and I’m not sure. But she’s obsessed with pink, so it’s possible that she needs a pink rice cake.

“Maybe we can find something, Dy.”

“Good luck to us. Here we are.”

We are here at the market. I always pass by it but I can’t get into it. It’s my first time here. Dylan and I walked while looking at each other. The situation is ok for me but the fool just chills.

He took me to what looked like food stores because there were still pots. He looked up so I was also looking and then we started walking. He was looking at the name of the store. There are various foods there and I’m not familiar with them except puto cheese. But others look the same, the same rice but different colors.

“Hello, sir, what can I do for you?”

“We need something,” Dylan said as he came closer to me. “Tell her.”

“Tell her,” I whispered.

“Why me? Is it my wife who is conceiving?”

“Alright, that’s your nephew.”

“Damnit. Ah, miss, we need a rice cake.”

“Sure, what toppings? Peanuts, coconut syrup, or sprinkled coconut?” The shopkeeper was still smiling at us.

“The pink one,” Dylan answered.

“Pink?” Even the woman’s face is also shocked.

“Yes, pink, same as that color.” He points to a food that is round but flat. The woman scratched her head.

“Well, we don’t have pink rice cake, sirs. The pink we have is just pichi-pichi, tikoy and puto cheese.”

“Rice cake color pink, I’ll pay,” he said. “See miss, her wife is pregnant and wants to eat pink rice cake. Maybe you can make us?” The woman scratched her head. I grabbed some money and then showed it to the woman.

“Ten thousand for the pink rice cake, miss,” I said then handed the money to the woman. Did I pay that right? Maybe it’s not enough and he won’t accept it, I don’t have anything with me right now.

“Make my brother a pink rice cake for his wife, miss.”

“Is it okay with you if I just color this rice cake here? The rice cake takes a long time to cook because it needs a strong mix. I’m going to color this one here, but you have to wait because I’m going to filter it again to make the color even.”C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

“Take your time miss beautiful,” Dylan answered.

“Go ahead.” The woman carried the tray and then went inside. We just waited outside. Dylan sat down but I remained standing.

“Sit,” he said but I hesitate. What if it falls? Does that seat have power? “Hey!”

I looked around first. A few are looking at us. Is there no other place to eat besides this? Damn, is it my fault if I’m not used to this smell.

“You’re going to throw up?” Stupid and he teases me.

“Stop it.” It’s been a while since my stomach wanted to turn upside down. I smell different smells and I’m not used to it. How come this asshole acts like nothing’s wrong. It’s like being very used to being stupid. It smelled fishy, ​​stinky, just, I couldn’t identify what kind of smell I smelled.

“Is what I paid ok? Isn’t that enough?” I asked Dylan.

“Explore, so you want to know something,” he answered then suddenly stood up and looked at something. He walked fast as if chasing someone.

“Hey!”

“Wait here.” I didn’t follow him and I just waited here. I hope no one will kill me here. People seem to be kind here except for a few who don’t seem to be. After a few minutes, he came back just as the woman with the rice cake came out.

“Sir, this is it.” At the same time, the woman gives us the rice cake.

“Thank you.”

“Miss, what I give is enough?” I ask.

“Yes, sir, thank you.”

“But she still accepts if you want to give her,” Dylan said laughing.

“I don’t have any cash,” I whispered.

“Stupid.”

“Maybe you want something else, sir, just take it,”

“No, thanks, let’s go, Dale.”

“Thank you, sirs!” the woman shouted as we walked.

“Where have you been?” I asked when we got inside the car.

“No, I just saw someone.” Then he drove. I didn’t scold him because he probably wouldn’t talk either. I just saw him caress the Cupid keychain while driving with one hand.

I hope you can move on Dy. I hope you are as happy as I am. More than ten years have passed, that’s enough for mourning the loss of your son. Enough of waiting for the never coming back. I hope you will be happy and free.’