Pursuing the Love of a New Widower

Jealous of Davian

"Why baby?" Daven asked when Sandra didn't answer the question.

Sandra sighed.

"So a little spilled liquid pudding is still hot." Sandra answered honestly.

"illness?" Daven asked as he looked at Sandra's skin, which he said was spilled with hot pudding.

Sandra shook her head.

"It doesn't hurt." Answer Sandra.

"Lied." Daven then looked into Sandra's eyes.

Sandra smile.

"Hehe... Yes, it hurt, but now it's not. I've smeared ointment for burns." Answer Sandra.

"Next time be careful." Daven.

Sandra nodded her head.

Daven was silent, the man seemed to be fixated with Sandra's reddened hands. I don't know what Daven was thinking. He did not even remove Sandra's hand from her grasp.

"Bang, take off his hand. This is the pudding eaten first." Sandra.

Hearing Sandra's words, Daven now turned his gaze and looked into Sandra's eyes.

"I don't care if you can't cook, baby. So, you do not have to bother learning to cook just because it is burdened with the stigma of society if a wife should be able to cook. Because for me, without you being able to cook, you're perfect. I don't want you to get hurt." Daven.

Sandra was silent at Daven's words.

"If I want to learn to cook because I want to, can I?" Ask Sandra.

No doubt, Sandra also wants to be able to cook like Mama Sya, Mama Laras, and also Aleera. It will be very happy when the husband and children will be able to eat the results of his cooking. Isn't that a pride for a wife and mother?

Daven smiled.

"If it's because you want to, I allow it. But, still be careful. Don't get hurt." Daven.

Daven understood, and he didn't want to hurt Sandra just because her worry was too much. Daven, however, did not want Sandra to get hurt. Especially because of her.

Daven won't want to be selfish any more. Just because she doesn't want to, doesn't mean Sandra is the same, right? Sandra could have learned to cook because she really wanted to do that. Daven certainly can't ban it. What's more, Sandra's doing this isn't dangerous.

Hearing Daven allow himself, of course Sandra was happy.

"Yes, I promise to be careful. Now you try the pudding." Sandra.

Daven grabbed the plate containing the pudding Sandra had prepared for him.

After feeding a spoonful of pudding into his mouth, Daven fell silent, a smile appearing on his lips.

"Where, Bang? Not delicious?" Ask Sandra to Daven.

"Don't, that's delicious." Answer Daven.

"really? Bang Cio didn't lie, did he?" Sandra still does not believe Daven's words. Daven could have said that just to please him, right?

"Yes, I didn't lie, baby. This is delicious. He said you tried it. You also said that it's delicious, now why not believe it?" Daven asked Sandra.

Sandra smile.

"Yes, I tried it good too. Yeah, I want to cut it for Davi too, let him try." Sandra said with passion.

Sandra was just about to pick up a knife to cut the pudding she was about to share with Davian. But, before his hand touched the knife, Daven took the knife.

"Davi doesn't have to, this is for all of me." Daven said in a flat tone of voice.

After saying that, Daven refocused on the pudding on his plate. Even casually, Daven cut the pudding again.

"iihi... The same time twin itself does not want to share. It can't be, Bang. It's called stingy." Sandra.

"Biarin, anyway from the belly of Mama I've shared with Davi. Not just the same Davi, same Della as well. This one's my part." Daven replied casually.

"I can't know Bang. The brothers must share with each other at any time. Why does Bang Cio like Kak Davi? Though brother Davi good loh." Ask Sandra.

Daven sighed.

"When I share something else, I still don't. But if this is, I don't want to." Answer Daven.

Sandra frowned.

"Loh why? It's just pudding." Sandra.

Daven chose to be quiet not to respond to Sandra's questions. His focus remained on the pudding on the plate he was holding.

"Can't Bang Cio be jealous of Brother Davi?" Ask Sandra suddenly.

Sandra did not know why she asked like this. Because this is really just a question.

Daven doesn't seem distracted by Sandra's questions. But unexpectedly, Daven agreed with Sandra's words.

"Yes, I'm jealous of Davi." Daven replied casually.

Daven was honest, all this time he was often jealous every time he saw the interaction between Sandra and Davian. Strange indeed, because Davian is Daven's twin brother. But yes, the truth is that Daven is jealous of Davian.

This time Sandra was really surprised.

"Haah? Totally lying. There's no way Bang Cio is jealous of Brother Davi." Sandra did not believe it.

Daven finished the pudding, then put the plate on the table.

"Why is it not possible? Really, I'm jealous of Davi. I was jealous before. You are the one who is unconscious." Answer Daven.

"Can we do it?" Sandra still does not believe Daven's words.

"From a long time ago, you were very close to Davi. If there is Davi, my existence must always be removed from your eyes. I'm quite aware myself, Davi's person who is warmer than me, must make you more comfortable with him than me." Answer Daven.

Sandra who heard that, unconsciously opened her mouth because she was so in disbelief with Daven's answer.

"Well, but I loved Bang Cio. If it's the same, Davi, I just think of him as a big brother, and never more than that. That's why I'm always comfortable with Davi." Sandra.

Meanwhile, Daven chose to be quiet and not say anything. But inwardly, Daven smiled. Sandra's words seemed to confirm that the woman really loved her.

Seeing that, Sandra smiled again.

"Ciee. I didn't know how to bang." Said Sandra teasingly.

Is Daven being misbehaved because Sandra teased him? The answer is no, Daven smiled broadly. At least Daven was relieved that he had been able to open up to Sandra.

"From now on don't get too close to Davian either." Daven.

"What's carrying my name." Said Davian who suddenly entered Daven's room with Aileen who was in his arms.

At a glance before entering, Davian heard his name mentioned.

"Repo..." Daven answered casually.

"What San?" Ask Davian to Sandra.

Davian knows, two will not get an answer if asked Daven.

Sandra just smiled while shrugging her shoulders.

In fact, asking Sandra was still unable to answer.