Love is Real

Chapter 64. Breakfasted.

Prince's Mansion.

The next day, Lovely awoke from her sleep. Where the pain in her back has improved.

He used it by doing homework such as cooking in the kitchen to please his beloved husband.

While the Prince who knew his wife was cooking in the kitchen, rushed down and helped Lovely cook to finish quickly.

"Aren't you in a backache, why bother cooking like this?" the prince did not like it.

"No fuss, just make one menu for us breakfast before going to the office," reply Lovely continued to cut back on groceries.

"What if your back pain is a relapse, huh?" tanya Putera is still blocking Lovely's hand.

Lovely sighs small. "How can my back pain come back, huh? Do you think I cook should be riding or somersault first like serving you huh?" the woman retorted and pulled her hand out.

The prince became dumbfounded himself, then realized that Lovely had a backache due to his overzealous actions every time he had a relationship.

"So you mean, you have a backache because of me?" the question is plain.

"You think" Lovely replied, asking.

The prince blinked his eyelids many times. "Pardon me, honey, I don't know if I've made you sick like this."

The man felt guilty once, then extended one of his big hands to the waist of Lovely who was cooking. Occasionally rubbing gently the slender waist of his wife to feel warm and comfortable.

"Thank you" said Lovely and smiled.

"Sama-sama," said the Prince. "What do you want to cook?" tanyakanya.

"No idea" Lovely replied, raising her shoulders.

"Don't know, then how are you gonna cook our breakfast if you don't know what to do?" ask the Prince in wonder.

"It's quiet, you sit there. The food will be ready soon." Lovely put away the hands of the Prince from the waist that increasingly penetrated everywhere.

Then he resumed his work, in addition to making breakfast. The woman also prepared lunch for the two of them in the office.

During cooking, for some reason the Prince was more comfortable to linger staring at his wife. Sometimes he smiles if he remembers the beginning of his meeting with Lovely which is said to be no match.

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Five minutes later, two breakfast plates were available at the table and Lovely extended them to the prince.

"It's over, eat it."

The prince stared in awe at the menu presented before him, then changed to look at Lovely who had just sat nearby.

"It looks interesting" praised the prince. "But let's try, what it feels like is also as attractive as its appearance" he said again. Then pick up the cutlery and start to chip.

"How does it feel?" ask Lovely curiously.

The prince chewed the food quickly, then gave a mouthful to Lovely, so that he could feel for himself how the taste of the food he had made.

Lovely opened her eyes wide, then looked at the smiling face of the Prince and looked at him as well.

"Don't kid!" yell at them both.

"I don't think the food doesn't know its name, it tastes so good. If you keep cooking good food like this, our house chef can lose his job," said Putera while eating his food.

Lovely blushed in embarrassment, her face instantly beaming as she was praised like that by her own husband.

"You're over-praising me or do you have any other intention of saying that to me, hem?" lovely said as she pinched her husband's heavy shoulder.

Prince chuckles. "I don't think you're smart and understand the meaning of my praise, it's okay tonight" replied the man, raising his eyebrows many times.

Lovely smiled, but her guess was correct. Where the prince starts asking for rations for her later tonight.

"Alright," obediently Lovely nodded. "But I don't want you to force me to do extreme styles like yesterday okay!" said it.

"Dear, I won't lose control again" he said, taking a kiss before going to the office.

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Mansion Mr. Dira.

It has become a habit of the woman in taking care of the household, because without help she can finish kitchen work without the slightest obstacle.

"Let's Ron finish your breakfast, you'll be late!" mother Diana cleaned up all the school needs of her son. Occasionally seeing the clock is almost showing at 7 am.

"Yes Mama" replied the boy, Ogah-ogahan because he was still sleepy to face the days.

Diana's mother sighed, then sat down on the chair and fed Ron a meal to finish quickly.

"Ah Mama is full," Ron turned his face while covering his mouth.

"Let's hurry two more bribes," replied Mother Diana still thrusting her food.

"No way," replied Ron.

"Ron, don't start again. Breakfast is very important for you" Diana's mother advised.

Along with this, Mr. Dira approached the dining table and saw the activities of his wife.

A thing he had dreamed of for a long time, where there was a commotion between the child and his wife in front of the dining table.

The man just smiled at the sweet moment and immediately broke up the quarrel so as not to propagate anywhere.

"It's Diana, if you force Ron to eat it all. He can throw up on the street" said Mr. Dira.

"How could this food be left out, what a pity. Just 1 more bribe, it's impossible to make her stomach explode" Mother Diana replied.

Then the sound of women's laughter sounded from the front of the dining room, making Mr. Dira and Mother Diana look at the same time.

"Rosa," said Mr. Dira.

"For everyone," said Mrs Rosa then approached the dining table.

"Morning," said Diana's mother lazily.

"Rosa, sit down and have breakfast with us" Mr. Dira asked his ex-wife.

"For sure," replied Miss Rosa shamelessly.

Diana's mother let out a sigh of annoyance, to the point that she stopped feeding Ron. "Ron, you're done eating. Let's go to school" he said, then pulled Ron's hand to leave.

"Diana, why don't our driver drive her." Mr. Dira blocked Diana's wrists from leaving.

"I'm used to driving my kids to school by myself" Diana's mother replied.

"But what about me?" ask Mr. Dira spoiled.

"You've grown up, you're even older to be able to eat alone." Somehow seeing the face of Madame Rosa made Mother Diana feel very irritated.

"Dira, how about you eat together with me. I'll prepare you for breakfast" Mrs Rosa interrupted the conversation.

Mr. Dira was silent, staring at the wife who turned away her face and did not want to look at her and understood the anger and dislike of his wife towards Madam Rosa.

"Darling, you're my wife. Will you serve me at the dinner table for a while?" persuade Tuan Dira so softly.

Diana's mother gulped her saliva roughly and sighed, trying to temper her emotions for a moment.

"All right," replied Diana's mother. Then ask Ron to get in the car first.

Mr. Dira smiled, then gave his empty plate to his wife. "I want to eat food cooked directly by my own wife" he said.

Diana's mother smiled, then scooped the rice and side dishes made for Mr. Dira. He sat down in front of his husband and waited for him to eat.

Meanwhile Mrs Rosa turned sad and did not have breakfast at the same dinner table by Mr. Dira.

In his heart was so sorry, because it did not serve well when married first to Mr. Dira. Until he finally realized that he did not deserve to receive love from the man again.

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Seriate.

Mr. Dira.