
This morning, Afifa was in the kitchen, and focused on what she was doing. Until suddenly the burly hands hugged his stomach so affectionately. Not only hugging, the hand also rubbed the surface of Afifa's stomach, making her feel amused
"Bram, don't bother"
"No, just wipe it" said Bram still continue with the action "You make what?" asked Bram while watching Afifa's hand that continues to mix flour and other ingredients
"I'm making a cake, you should try it later"
"Make a cake?" Bram took off his hand on his wife's belly, and moved to stand next to her "I've never seen you make a cake before"
"It's the first time I've ever made a cake, and you as my beloved husband should be the first to taste it" Afifa replied
"So, I'm an experimental material?"
"That's how kira thinks"
"Sir now" Bram took the remaining available flour and applied it on his wife's cheek
"Brake..." Afifa glared in annoyance as Bram soiled his face
"What's? Wh why? Wanna get mad?" Bram again rubbed the flour on Afifa's face along with his words, making Afifa upset and participate in replying to her husband's actions. There was a fight between the two of them. The sound of foot-piercing chases, and the simple laughter made the simple house feel so alive. Yes, Afifa and Bram have always had their own way of making their home feel alive and comfortable
"Bram stop, I'm tired"
"It's the same" Bram said
"Ish after all, already know it's old even chasing with young people" taunted Afifa
"Start naughty now. Remember, we're the same age, honey" Bram said
"But in reality you're older"
"It's only two years older baby, and that's not a problem"
Bram followed in the footsteps of his wife, who was sitting in a chair. He glanced around, and found no other chair there. With no sin, Bram lifted up his wife's body, and carried her. After that, he sat in the chair that the wife had been sitting in, and took her into his lap. She made Afifa wrap her hands around her husband's neck, and lean comfortably on his body
"Honey, we're on our honeymoon" Bram asked somehow for the third time
"No, we're home. I'm lazy to meet other people"
"All right"
"Bram, you're not mad, are you?" ask Afifa scared
"No, we can still be both at home anyway, right? So no problem"
"Thank you for your understanding" Afifa said sincerely
"Everything for you, baby. I love you"
"I love you too"
Afifa smiled happily. Yeah, during their marriage, Bram never forced her to do anything she didn't like. Instead, Bram who always succumbed with all his requests. Like this honeymoon, Bram had taken her on a honeymoon since the beginning of their marriage, but Afifa always refused because she was very dislike the crowd
Ting
Afifa glanced at the toaster oven that had sounded a sign that the cake had been cooked "Awhile, I lifted the cake first" said Afifa
"All right"
Bram noticed his wife was so deft to take the cake out of the oven. He smiled happily, because his wife was really able to pamper him with the results of his own cooking. Yes, during their marriage, Afifa never allowed Bram to buy food outside, because she would cook for her husband herself, and in every dish she made she never failed.
He also did not bother if his wife did not want him to take a honeymoon. Because for him, spending time alone at home is also not bad. After all, the intention to take the honeymoon was created because he wanted to see his wife happy, but if it turns out that his wife was not comfortable with his proposal, then it does not matter.