My husband never loved me

For your sake, baby! what the hell isn't it?

Seeing the strange look on her husband's face, Sisi approached immediately. Then take a spoon from her husband's hand, and take a little gravy from the fried noodles, nyemek it.

"Darling, no!" sergeant Ilham, when the spoon filled noodle soup fried nyemek was already at the end of his wife's aunt. Inspiration immediately grabbed the spoon, from his wife's hand. "Don't eat! It feels weird!"

Sisi raised her eyebrows, she did not believe her husband's words. "Side want to try!!!!" manyun whining.

"You can get a stomachache, baby! It feels weird, really! I'm not lying!" That bowl of fried noodles, kept away from his wife. A second later, Sisi seized the bowl and was taken to the dining table.

One bribe. Even repeatedly stuffed the fried noodles into his mouth. Without his vomit, even he was so enthusiastic about devouring the food. Like someone who doesn't eat, a few days.

Inspiration that saw that, could only glare and swallow his Slavina. He did not expect, his homemade noodles. What feels strange, precisely in eating his wife to not rest.

But Ilham wrongly put one of the spices. Which should be pepper, he turned into coriander. Not only that, he also gave salt in the noodles a little mostly. So, a little salty. Just imagine it, he's tired. But Sisi likes it.

"Enak, really! Brother, make it again tomorrow! Exactly the same as this one!" said Sisi showed the bowl, which already does not contain it to her husband.

Ilham was increasingly stunned by his wife's request, which he thought was strange. Not wanting to make his wife sad, Ilham finally nodded in agreement. And it can be seen, the look on the face of Sisi immediately sparkled like finding a mas of one crate.

*******

Her morning.

The little family, along with Syifa were enjoying their breakfast. The dining table in the room was filled. With the same menu, Ilham's favorite fried rice has been presented at the dining table. Not to forget a glass of milk for pregnant women, was ready at the dinner table.

"Side is sick?" ask Syifa who missed the news, because last night she came home a little late. He was assigned by his brother to shop for cafe needs. So, she did not meet the couple, when they came home.

"Oh, yes Dek. You don't know yet?" Syifa raised her face.

"Know what, brother? Sisi is okay, right!" Ilham immediately smiled in response to his sister's concern for his wife. "Not even that smile, sis!" syifa sebel.

"So soon, you'll be called Auntie?" Syifa rounded her eyes perfectly.

"Really Brother?" his question was in disbelief, and Sisi answered him with a nod. "Yeachhh, there will finally be a little angel in this house!!!" jump jubilation.

"Umi've been told, haven't you?"

"Udah, today Umi and Mommy will come!" Now Inspiration answers it. Syifa was getting excited.

And it turned out to be true, who was waiting to come as well. With his personal driver picked up, Umi Qoniah arrived at Ilham's house.

The woman went straight inside, after getting out of her car and even left her suitcase. "Assalamualaikum, Ham, Si, Fa!" loud shouting.

And the ones called out, one by one appeared from a different place.

"Of!!!!" reply Syifa half ran towards Uminya. When going to hug, Umi Qoniah actually approached Sisi and immediately stroked his daughter-in-law's stomach.

"Thank God, all right in here?!!!" Syifa was astonished, she was like she was not considered by Uminya.

"Umi....the son of Umi tuh, who the hell!!!!" whining, pouting. The three of them immediately chuckled, seeing Syifa's expression.

"Tuh, Mi. Big baby Umi wants to be hugged too!" goda Ilham got a deadly glance from his sister.

Satisfied with his son-in-law, Umi Qoniah headed to the kitchen. The first time was the refrigerator. In the absence of that item, then take some vegetables there. Such as salad, cabbage, and some other types of vegetables.

After everything was done, Umi prepared at the dining table. And ordered his son to call Sisi for lunch.

Sisi also obeyed his in-laws to eat the food, but just smelled it, Sisi vomited again. He immediately ran into the kitchen, a cloud of sweat had already seeped around his forehead. His energy was already drained to expel his entrails.

"Sorry Umi, Sisi can't eat Umi's cooking!" when she saw her in-laws worried.

"It's okay, baby!"

The inspiration that had just come, immediately grabbed his wife's shoulders. Ilham could capture his wife's guilt towards Uminya for not being able to eat, Uminya cuisine.

"Already, baby! No need to force it. What do you want to eat now?" The face of the side is back.

"Sir, Sisi wants to eat fried noodles like semalem!" Smiling expectantly, Sisi expressed his wish.

Inspiration could only stare at his wife's face, he still could not believe Sisi's request. But, he complied with Sisi's wishes. Eat, fried noodles made by chef Ilham. Umi Qoniah, can only be shaken. In his heart, since when can Inspiration cook.

The side chose to wait for him in the living room. While Ilham, he began to struggle with his activities in the kitchen. Of course, helped by Uminya.

Seeing the spices used to make fried noodles by Ilham, Umi Qoniah immediately took over the duties of her son.

"You want to make your daughter-in-law poisoned with your cooking, Ham!" Inspiration immediately stopped its activity.

"But, Sisi likes Umi!"

"here! Let Umi makein, Umi is not willing to see Umi's daughter-in-law eat food like that." Ilham smiled bitterly, in fact he was also the same. Not willing, if his wife eats his cooking that is not very on the tongue.

Sexy, fried noodles ceme has been made by Umi Qoniah. Fried noodles with Arik eggs, mustard and sausages are served on the plate. And most importantly, it felt a lot different from his son's.

"Ham, call your wife. Umi has prepared a special fried noodle dish to help Umi's beloved!" utah Umi Qoniah, and Ilham immediately picked up his wife.

After arriving at the dining table, Sisi again sat in the same place. Now in front of him there is a bowl of fried noodles, according to his order. In his life the smell of that cooking, and his saliva had started to come out.

He couldn't wait to eat that food. The first mouth went into his mouth. However, Sisi's expression changed instantly. And he put a spoon and garpuny on his plate.

"Why, baby? Not good, huh?" Umi Qoniah and Ilham looked at each other, they could not wait to hear the answer from Sisi.

"Sister, the noodles taste weird. Is this really your sister's cooking?" sisi's protest got a strange look from her mother-in-law and husband. Inspiration took the initiative to taste the noodles. And he thinks it's a lot better than his cooking last night.

Instantly Ilham's face shrank, when his wife could already guess the taste of the noodles.

"The other side doesn't want to eat this, brother. Brother must, make another new one!" Umi Qoniah chuckled, as her son looked lethargic at her daughter-in-law's request.

"Good love, if not! Abaghfirullah!" murmured Ilham back to the kitchen.

To be continued

Tomorrow begins to expose Veronika's crimes by Hanif.

Anywhere, yes!!!!

Wait tomorrow lah😘😘😘