
Tia tried to thrash, wanting to get away from Hans. However, the more thrashed then Hans tighter to catch him from behind.
"Mas ... I'll cook first!" Tia was annoyed by her cooking.
"Okey, tell me first .. do you love a mas?"
Tia gawked, astonished by the husband who was suddenly lebai and spoiled.
"Mas ... I want to cook, how will it burn?" Tia was upset.
Hans instead of obeying the wife even chuckled and increasingly tightened his embrace. Somehow Hans felt comfortable if he could be next to Tia.
"Jawab first, I'll let go." Hans put his head behind Tia's neck. The smell of Tia shampoo made Hans happy to linger putting his head on Tia's back neck.
Tia felt uncomfortable, in order to immediately make breakfast for her mother and husband, Tia was finally willing to answer Hans silly questions.
"Alright, Mas. Listen ... I ... I'm ...."
Tia was suddenly nervous and forgot about her courage earlier.
"Yes ... Arron ...." Hans hoped Tia would continue her words.
Tia took a deep breath to supply the oxygen that seemed to have begun to decrease due to Hans's behavior.
"I ... I ... Love you, Mum!" Tia breathing relieved.
Hans smiled, as he chipped Tia's cheek from the side.
"Mas also loves you a lot .." said Hans with a big smile. The butterflies of love fly around two lovebirds who have just expressed love to each other.
"Mas ... If in the drama Sinetron TV it reveals love with flowers or chocolate. Why is there no chocolate or flowers? The romantic1s is a bit ... Tia has never been able to flower or brown" Tia said with her mouth conical forward five centi.
"really? You've never received flowers or chocolates?" hans asked in amazement. In the past he often gave Wulan attention in the form of flowers, clothes or chocolate. However, it was all in vain because Wulan chose money over such an item. Hans turned over Tia's body to see the wife's earnestness.
Tia nodded slowly, in the corner of her eyes the tear point began to slide. As a wife she never got that romantic1s thing from her husband.
"Easy ... It will give you lots of love, flowers, chocolates and everything you like. Just so you're always next to me. Thank you, Tia. You've changed this selfish, possessive mas" Hans said, holding his wife's chin so that Tia could look at him.
"Rem ... Hem, what's this charred smell?" Ningsih from behind teased the two lovebirds who were kasmaran.
"The gosong?! Maaas ...!" tekik Tia was surprised, she forgot that she was frying omlet. Fortunately, the fire was small.
"Realously empty?" hans asked in surprise. He's the cause of all this.
"Yes, Mas. Mas he disturbs Tia cook," said Tia sad. The cuisine he made was half burnt.
"There is still half that is not burnt, let the mas eat. You create again or message through the application only," said Hans while carrying the omlet that is not sloppy.
Tia was moved to see Hans who was still willing to eat the burnt food. In the past when with Ridho, let alone eat food that is charred, delicious and not fatigued Ridho was reluctant to eat it if he knew Tia who was cooking. Different when Wulan's presence, Ridho with the spirit of four-five ate all Wulan's dishes without any leftovers.
"Why are you crying, Tia? Is something wrong?" hans asked when he saw his wife just standing there and tears.
"Hans, what are you doing, Tia?" asked Ningsih with furrowed brows.
"No, Ma. Hans didn't know either, Tia suddenly cried."
"Tia, what's wrong with you, son? It's okay if the food is burnt. We can do it again or order food from the outside. You don't feel guilty, it's all Hans' fault. Just bother people!" entertain Ningsih on her son-in-law.
"No, Ma. Tia was crying from the shock. Mas Hans still wants to eat the fat omlet. In the past, if Tia cooked let alone eaten, touched it no," said Tia with a bit of a whim. A sense of happiness because it was appreciated burst out with her tears.
"They don't want to eat your cooking?" resolute Bu Ningsih.
"No, ma'am," replied Tia lowered her head as she wiped her tears.
Ningsih and Hans exchanged glances. Both are concerned about Tia's fate. Who wouldn't get sick when something we make is not appreciated.
"Already, Tia. Here you are free to cook and we will happily enjoy it." Ningsih approached Tia and stroked the daughter-in-law's arm.
"Thank you, Mom. Here Tia gets a lot of love. The love of a mother that Tia never felt and the love of a husband that Tia did not feel before." Tia embraced the in-laws affectionately.
"Tia, didn't you hug your husband?" hans asked jealous only the mother hugged Tia.
"No! I have to punish because because my cooking is burnt!"
Hans smiled wryly, he pretended to sit back and devoured the omlet. Dare not look at his wife.
"Maaz ...!" Tia called out to her husband.
"Mmm .. it's delicious this omlet," said Hans to distract Tia.
Seeing that, Tia immediately embraced the husband with love.
"Finally ... Yes!" hans's cheer in my heart. She felt very happy, Tia held her from behind.
Ningsih who saw the two smiling, Ningsih's heart was very happy to see her son and daughter-in-law get along well. Unlike the Wulan curse, there is only quarrel.
"Tia, aren't you going to the salon treatment?" Ningsih reminded Tia.
"Ah, yes. Mas, take me, yes" pinta Tia spoiled. Her mood had changed and Hans hoped that Tia's mood would not change again.