it was almost 5 o'clock, they were on their way to Apartment from Ayuzawa house. Sou drove them to.

"hmm... being a manager can simply buy a car" Takumi sounded underestimate him.

"don't compare you with my hardwork, Takumi!"

"do I said so? you better check your ears" said Takumi. Sou was trying to not arguing with him while driving.

"Takumi... don't tease him that much..." Misaki sighed.

it continued until they arrived.

Sou helped to take the bag. Suzuna was looking for any lottery near there. After all their belongings were out from the car, Sou immediately closed the back door.

"anyway, thank you for driving us." Said Misaki. She reached her hand so that Sou can shake it. But that wasn't last longer when Takumi immediately chopped their shaking hands. He pulled her back and miled to Sou.

"Thanks, little brother. Bye-"

"–You…! " Sou started to get on his nerves.

"okay, Sou. We have to go home as well. Bye, sis, Takumi-san" Suzuna pushed Sou to get into the car immediately. After that, they left Takumi and Misaki with their luggage.

Takumi took both the suitcases and entered the Apartment. He asked Misaki to stay on the sofa. He went to the receptionist and gave his Id card.

"ooh, ! it's really been a long time, isn't it? And… here your key, sir" the man on the receptionist immediately recognized him. "Is that your wife?" he asked, pointing at Misaki.

"yeah, thanks" Takumi got her with him soon to get into the lift.

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"never change…" said Misaki, threw herself to the sofa.

"of course. So that I can remember when you–"

"don't remember that thing, ever again!"

"you see… I only added a bed because impossible for both of us in the sofa-"

"shut up!" she started to look annoyed and ignored him. But, He went beside her with an annoying smile. Misaki rolled her eyes and turned away.

"you see… back then, in this very sofa… for the first time I got a porridge made by other people." He looked at her, smiling. "and for the first time being scolded while I was sick"

"and…what's the point?" she stared at him.

"you're teaching me how to become a proper human, not just living body." He held her hand. Misaki hold her breath. "the 'me' now wouldn't be here if I never met you. Yet, you bring me another happiness. I wonder how I supposed to make you happy as I am " his smile was getting gently. Even, it looked like he was about to cry.

"wha-what is it –suddenly…" her face immediately get redden after heard it all.

"I need you to know… that this man right in front of you was so lucky."

"…hmmph-even I already know that! Ahahaha! Are you an Idiot? You're perfect in every detail –well, except for behavior–you way much luckier than me!" Misaki laughed so hard that she coughed. But even so, she continued to laugh.

"yeah, you know that very well…" When she turned to respond him, she got a little kiss from him that stopped her laugh. Takumi took the remote and turned on the TV like nothing happened before.

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Since they didn't have anything in the refrigerator, Misaki decided to buy instant noodles for them. But when she left Takumi alone, he already bought an instant spaghetti and the sauce. Misaki had no choice, she gotta made spaghetti.

Takumi asked her to boil the pasta while he made the sauce. She once refused, but Takumi could make her surrender. He really know that she will explode the sauce soon. The instant sauce became a high-tasted sauce in his hand.

"just why exactly you buy ths. I said we going to buy instant noodle" Misaki still annoyed with his cooking skill.

"I can't let you eat something that less nutrition from now on. If you want something instant, spaghetti is my border line."

"say it to yourself! You're the one who need it" she looked on his skinny shoulder.

"nice, so both of us need it. Don't worry, you gotta be full everyday. Even you got fat I'll still like you" he smiled with his deceiving smile.

"…khh-" Misaki sighed. Then, a ringtone was heard. It was from Misaki's phone. It was out of battery and she just charge it. Misaki went to it and tok her phone. "yes?" she just accept the call without looking at the number.

"GIVE IT TO MY BELOVED BROTHER, PLEASE?" spoken in english, Gerard voice like he was rage. Misaki gave it to Takumi immediately. He looked like he knew that this gonna happened.

"hello?"

"IT'S NOT HELLO! You left your phone in proper, don't you!?"

"really… it's not a big deal. See, you can still contacting me." He spoke easily. Misaki just shooked her head and took the plates to wash. Misaki could imagine how was Gerrard's face when he tried to call it and it was ringing in his car.

Always be unpredictable, that was the real Usui Takumi, her dear husband.

-to be Continued-

hi! thanks for reading this chapter!

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-Tsukkime-