The Only Thing

Marga's P.O.V

I gasped violently as he said, my chest rising lower as I took a deep breath. I feel like I will be short of breath when I have his body close to me.

I could see out of the corner of my eye that his eye was focused on what I was doing. I shrugged as I mixed this orange juice in the glass. I also put about five ice cubes to cool him down like he said!

When I finished, I barely handed him the glass, he immediately approached while his eyes were still staring at me.

"What the heck, Klark! Don't stare at me like that!" I might melt.

If I could just say that I would have done it.

I stilled, and I really lose the word when we are close between each other. He stared at me a bit and frowned slightly but the edge of his lip also lifted.

"Here," then he accepted the glass I gave him.

Then suddenly, I just felt his finger on the bridge of my nose. My eyes immediately widened as my lips parted but recovered immediately and noticed that I had flour in my nose. I saw on his finger.

"You didn't realize you were getting dirty my wife," he said then lifted his lips with a smile.

I cleared my throat as I averted my eyes to his goddamn seductive gaze. "Ahm. T-thanks."

It's embarrassing, I feel like I'm too dirty to look at. I'm still feel a bit sticky because it's too hot here in the kitchen. I moved away a bit from coz… you know, maybe I smell different. Though I can smell his good fragrant..

"Thank you for." He said as he raised the glass I mixed juice with him. "Just call me after you bake so I can eat too."

Then he smiled and walked away. With each step he took, his large body gradually disappeared from my sight as he climbed the stairs.

My knees were almost shaking and I felt like I just wanted to fall when he touched my nose. I just touched my nose but I seemed to soften, the strength of his effect on me.

I slapped my face. I close my eyes emphatically.

My god ... how do I feel?

I swallowed hard and looked around the containers to see if there were any more eggs.

Damn you really egg! When I opened the other overhead cabinet, I saw that there was another tray of eggs and I immediately started mixing the ingredients.

"Mix all the ingredients in a bowl. Then ... mix well until thickened ... then put ... put the ... molding pan. Boil water in the pot." While reading what was written, I immediately took a pot and boiled it.

While I was waiting for the brownies to be cooked in the oven, Zeus suddenly came here.

"Is that already cooked, Auntie mommy?" Zeus asked while looking at the oven.

"Not yet, Baby boy. Go to your brother." I said.

Because the child may spread it, you children know what looks pleasant to suddenly pick up or touch. This child is still naughty.

"I'll just call you guys when the brownies is already cook." because it's not all cooked yet. Some are just going to be put in the oven. I winced a bit because I didn't know what the brownies I made would taste. But I think ... it's okay.

What can it taste like? Will Klark enjoy my cooking? Hope they like it. I sighed and bit my lower lip. Wondering how they would react once they tasted my cooking.

Zeus shook his head. "I want to stay here! I'll watch you cook, Auntie mommy." He pouted.

"Really? Don't want to watch your favorite cartoon?"

He shook his head. "Nah! I'll just stay here."

I tapped his head. "Alright. Just sit and stay still, and don't be naughty, okay? I'll just check the brownies when they're cooked." he nodded immediately after I said that.

When I noticed that everything was cooked, I ordered Zeus to call Klark and Rius for a snack.

Not long after, they immediately went to the dining room and immediately sat down. The father and son were seen sitting happily while taking brownies and putting them on their plates.

"I didn't know you knew how to bake, Marga." Klark said at the same time to looking at Rius.

"Rius, isn't that your favorite?" he asked question to his son.

Rius nodded and immediately put it on the saucer and quickly left it.

Klark put Zeus on the saucer and reached for him with a fork. I didn't eat first and waited for their reaction to the taste I made, only later did I see Klark's frown as he chewed it.

Oh my god. I have a bad feeling.

It was obvious on his face that he did not like what he ate.

I bit my lower lip. I was suddenly nervous. When our eyes met, I saw his expression recover and immediately changed as he smiled at me even though his grimace was dominant in what he was eating.

When I tasted what I did it was as if I wanted to vomit. Oh my god! What a bad taste!

"Papa, why do brownies taste like this?" Rius said as he frowned, as if I was also infected by his reaction even though his forehead was still wrinkled.

"It's so bitter!" It complained.

"Yes indeed the bitter taste!" Zeus also replied and then quickly returned the brownies to the plate without half a bite.

Klark turned to me and then to Rius and Zeus. Klark gave me an apologetic smile.

"No, it's… uhm.. delicious ..." Klark cleared his throat and drank some water.

Obviously it was just forced on what he said and I noticed he dropped the fork and set it aside. The smile was raw as he turned to me.

"This is not the taste of brownies. It's brownie-shit!" Rius said while drinking water.

I bowed down.

I heard Klark cursed softly, his sharp gaze on the child and obviously disliking his look and suddenly cursing at it.

"Rius! I don't want to see you act like that in front of the table! That's rude!" disobedient, suddenly there was silence on the table.

"A-ah! I-It's okay, Klark." I said as I sighed immediately then I turned to Rius and Zeus. "Rius, Zeus, I'm sorry, okay? Honestly, I… I don't really know how to bake. But, do you want me to just cook something else? Like spaghetti, hotdogs, sausage, baked mac, anything else you like?"

I'm going to ease the tension here at the dinner table because Klark already has a bad opinion of Rius.

"Take back what you said!" Klark shouted.

"It's not delicious yet-" Rius protested.

"Are you still answering?" Klark shouted at Rius as we silenced him.

I was almost stuck in the seat. I no longer knew what to do. I felt guilt and stupid. Why didn't I even taste the brownies I made before feeding them?

They did not respond. Rius just bent down while Zeus was slowly bursting into tears, probably surprised by Klark's sudden shout and looking angry.

"Rius, you're being asked. You answer." Klark replied that.

I'm embarrassed. Seriously.

"I'm not going to eat anymore, Pa." and there is no appetite for Rius answer.

I bit my lower lip, even I was drenched in water. I turned to Zeus.

"How 'bout you, babyboy? Do you want me to cook again? What do you want?" I can almost feel the bitterness of what I feel now in my heart.

It's also my fault. I'm not good at baking.

I saw tears dripping down Zeus' cheeks as he snorted. I immediately wiped the cold that was dripping from his nose with my hand. He shook at me in response. I saw Klark's lips parting in what I did. Maybe he doesn't probably didn't think I would do that as if it were normal for his child.

I sighed and looked at Klark. "I-I'm sorry Klark, what I did wasn't successful. B-Because I'm not really good at baking. N-Next time I'll learn to bake." I bit my lower lip and weakly smiled at him.

He can't look at me. On the other hand, he was given water to drink. I waited for him to speak but he did not answer. I felt even more embarrassed because of his silence.

I bit my lower lip. I also feel heavier because of the embarrassment and anytime my tears can fall without knowing the reason.

"Please excuse me," my voice trembled as I bid goodbye to the restraint of being embarrassed.

I barely stood up and immediately turned around and went straight to my room.

I run upstairs to my room. I immediately lay down on the bed and started to cry.

"It's embarrassing ... I'm a real idiot!" I shouted at the pillow that covered my face and then cried as I pounded the bed to release shame and resentment.

Feel offended. Too bad because Clark didn't even speak to me. I am still ashamed of the attitude of his children. The brownies ...

I shuddered, as my breathing stopped.

"The ugly ... the ugly taste!" I shook my head and complaint to myself as I continue to cry.

I feel like I'm useless in this house. Simply baking brownies I haven't done well yet.

"It's brownie-shit!"

"It's brownie-shit!"

"It's brownie-shit!"

Rius's complaint earlier was screaming in my brain. That line seems to be replaying in my mind over and over again. It was as if I was traumatized and crazy that I kept hearing that in my mind.

I pulled myself together at the annoyance I felt. Why didn't I taste it first because it tasted bad ?! I lay down on the bed again and cried, still feeling embarassed.

Soon I heard a knock in my room. I just let someone knock because I don't want anyone to see how I look. I just waited for him to stop because I couldn't face him yet. But soon I heard someone turning the door-knob. I hear the door is creek and I know it's open.

I forgot to lock the door. Just great!

"Marga ..."

Klark's voice I heard.

I immediately stopped crying. And the dripping tears stopped immediately and seemed to recede even though my face was covered with the pillow again. Will he criticize me? Will he scold me? Will he yell at me? Maybe he'll kick me out ij this house forever? I swear! Just now I had a mistake here at home! This is what I take care of the most, it's only by cooking that I do.

"Why is it that you still know something about baking, you don't know!" he growl at me.

I was shooking my head nonstop.

"You even cooked brownies, they weren't delicious! It's fucking bitter!" I squealed in annoyance.

"You're so proud, it's just that the brownies make you slap!" his complaint.

"Rius is right, the taste of your brownies is shit!"

"Brownie-shit! Brownie-shit! Brownie-shit!" He growled as if vomiting on what he had eaten as if he was eating food that was not tasty in the whole world.

I can only imagine all that he would say to me as if I didn't want to cook for them.

Embarrassing.

I came back to reality when I just felt that someone had sunk and sat to my left while I was still lying on the pillow, unable to face Klark.

Suddenly I felt him caress my head, I heard his sigh before he spoke. "I'm sorry for what happened. To Rius and Zeus, maybe they just don't expect you to not know how to bake. I'm sorry for their attitude ..."

I pouted. I thought he was going to yell at me, but he was still sorry even though I should be the one who say sorry because of the bad taste of my brownies.

I slowly got out of bed. I didn't look at him directly. I snorted.

"I know." what I do in small tone. I cleared my throat. "B-but why don't you speak at me too? It's like I'm talking to the air." I couldn't help but sulk.

I glanced at him for a moment, he was looking at me seriously. So I looked down and then played with my own finger.

"A-Are you mad?" I couldn't help but ask.

But because of the brownies I cooked, I hope the children and Klark won't be complicated. If it weren't for my brownies he wouldn't have scolded Rius.

If it weren't for my brownies Zeus wouldn't have cried. I remember how he looked before when he got angry. I sighed deeply.

He sighed deeply.

"I'm not mad at you." Then he moved closer to me causing our bodies to stick together even more.

"I didn't answer you not because I'm mad at you, it's just that I'm just trying to keep from getting angry with Rius' attitude."

"I just want to give the children what they want-"

"I told you, don't spoil them. You don't have to follow everything they want if you know you can't, sometimes they also need discipline. They also need to learn that not everything, can be obeyed. Not everything they'll get something. They'll get used to it. " Explaining this, we are so close to each other.

I bit my lower lip. Still not looking at him even though I can see out of the corner of my eye that he is staring at me intently.

"I understand. But I hope you let me, I'm doing this because I promised Ate Shaina that I will take good care of the children as best I can. That's why with simple baking, I can't do it properly. That's it The only thing I can do for you is to take care of you, to serve you. "

I can see the ghost smile penetrated on his lips, but that was a quick second. "I know. I'm also fault, I didn't help you before. I fell asleep earlier, I hope you just woke me up. I'm sorry ..."

I bit my lower lip, I could no longer speak. It was enough for me that he was sorry and so was I. We also clarified. I thought he was really angry.

I remember that he hadn't slept well before, he hadn't had breakfast before and it was delicious to sleep, he didn't go to school but I knew he was just recovering time to sleep soundly and rest. He stays awake for a few days, because his clients always call him. Somehow, I felt sorry for him.