Allow the Heart to Choose

181. Warmth

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The more spoiled Aisyah now, especially after she was declared pregnant. Her heart kept on blossoming and now know why Rico had always been sweet to her. Even Rico became possessive which was very excessive.

Aisyah cannot do this, everything is so restricted by Rico and Aisyah must obey. Aisyah also does not go anywhere, she is more often at home while Rico also reduces the work outside at this time.

All Rico did, with the help of his mother. While Aisyah is not allowed to do anything and just sit sweet like a princess.

As of now, Rico was busy in the kitchen with all the cooking. Of course, there was her mother who helped her while Aisyah now just sat in wait for the two and continued to see the movements of her husband and in-laws.

"Darling, try to taste this," pinta Rico as he approached Aisyah also thrust the soup on the spoon.

Rico stopped in front of Aisyah, feeding Aisyah what was on the spoon. Even though it was just me but Aisyah accepted it.

"Hem," Aisyah was right to comply with Rico's request that he seemed to enjoy the taste.

"How's it?" rico asked with a stare at Aisyah. So impatient for Rico to hear Aisyah's assessment of her cooking.

The last menu after making some food menu there is also sambal like Aisyah's favorite lately.

Aisyah used to not like Sambal but this time as if sambal is a must menu in every meal.

Although not so spicy that is important there is sambal,

otherwise Aisyah's appetite will be reduced. He did not even want to eat at that time.

"How's it?" ask Rico again. He was so impatient to hear the criticism from Aisyah. Either delicious or how he grew impatient waiting for Aisyah to not make a sound and still look to taste it, "hem?"

"Enak, just lacking salt," Aisyah replied with a smile of her song and made Rico believe.

Rico tasted too. Make sure yourself how the real taste is. Either lack of salt or something.

"Are you sure this is less salt?" Rico frowned after feeling the results of his cooking. Innocently Aisyah nodded.

"Ta_but this is salty" said Rico. Either whose tongue is right or whose is troubled. Aisyah said it was less salty while Rico himself was already feeling salty.

"Add a little, Bang. afterwards it will be absolutely perfect" replied Aisyah.

"But_but?" Rico was doubtful. If he added it it meant that the soup would get even more salty. Not only the tongue will be problematic later, but it could be the tension of both parents will also increase.

"That's a little less, Bang," Aisyah's fretting again.

"Let Aisha add her salt." Aisyah handak moved because she saw Rico who was even pensive not moving nor blinked. Aisha was impatient for that.

"It_it's not necessary, Yang. Let me just," prevent Rico after waking up, "now you sit back, let me do it."

"Alright," Aisyah so resignedly gave her wish to Rico.

Aisyah continued to look at Rico's hesitant steps, so slowly and very slowly making Rico very long in front of the stove.

"Bang, let's hurry. I'm hungry already" Aisyah was impatient. Rico's movement has been around for so long, he thinks. Yes, because it is like that.

"Bun, he said his soup was less salty when obviously this was salty," Rico replied whispering with his mother, "how?" ask Rico afterwards.

"Here, let the mother outsmart him. You're weird, you're a chef but this kind of thing is just you're confused," Mom took over Rico's job, stood in Rico's place and quietly added something to the soup.

After the Mother tasted it, the saltiness has been successfully likened to the addition of what you added just now.

"How, Bun?" ask Rico.

"Already," handed Rico's shoulders briefly and then Mother turned to take the bowl for the soup container. While Rico only saw after he also tasted it.

"The most incredible mother" said Rico.

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All the food is on the table. Smoke was still billowing from the soup that had just been lifted from the pot.

Already impatient for Aisyah to eat, she kept stroking her stomach which was really already starving.

"Let Aisyah take it," Aisyah stood up, taking the initiative to bring rice to all family members. Mother, Father is also Rico and himself.

"Thank you, honey," Rico smiled. If the others he can do, but if for this one job Aisyah never want to be stopped. He always wanted to and was very happy to do it.

"Sama-sama, Bang," Aisyah sat down again after everything she had taken.

"Thank you, son," Mother and Father said. The two looked at each other and laughed.

"Romantic, really one-to-one," Rico scoffed at seeing his mother and father like that.

"What the hell, Ric," explained Mommy felt embarrassed even though the seductive one was her own child. Even her cheeks were flushed like someone in love.

"H, her cheeks are red. Why, Bun?" Rico's getting more and more excited about flirting.

"Rico," the bundle.

"Udahlah, Bang. Aisyah is a laper. Don't joke around" Aisyah said.

Mother nods justifiably, while Father just quietly pretentious while Rico immediately chirped. He would no longer speak if his wife had said she was hungry.

"Eat a lot, honey. Let you and our child be healthy" Rico hand deftly picked up the soup, sambal also side dish for Aisyah and afterwards for himself.

"Thank you, Bang." Aisyah was so happy that Rico always spoiled her. She feels like she is the luckiest woman now.

Getting a husband who is loved is also a new family that is very loving. Even their relationship is not like in-laws and daughters-in-laws, but like children and parents.

So enjoy them all. Enjoy your own cooked food. They never buy food and take it home, if they want food from outside they will come to the place directly and eat it in the place. He said wrapped food was always strange. That's Aisyah said. Probably because of her pregnancy.

Rico looked at Aisyah, he thought her wife would comment on her cooking again. But thank God, it didn't happen. Relieved and now Rico can enjoy it also with a happy and satisfied heart.

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Seriate....