She is My Dea (Pursuing a Crazy Wife)

Cookies washcloth

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Midea searched the entire room of the food storage. Midea smiled when she found the material she missed so much when Dean was still with her.

This time he will try to create two menus at once so that one can be shared with the other. And the other he can enjoy himself when imagining the son.

Soon Midea collected the materials and kitchen utensils available. Although minimal, he will try manually using his power.

Materials he had collected. He cleaves to make it easier for Dea to mix. This time he will make a desert in the form of handmade icecream made from sweet corn. Because an ice cream needs mixing and freezing long enough. So he will finish this stage first.

With deft Midea mix and mix while waiting for the cream dough that he will make for ice cream this time.

while the mother of the prisoner and also the guards saw a Midea who seemed excited in his activities.

Midea doesn't care what people see and think about her. What is clear in his mind now is how to make ice cream cone one of his likes and also his son in addition to the taste of durian and chocolate nut.

Half an hour passed Midea now focuses on the cookie dough that he is currently printing using a bottle cap just.

it was less attractive to him

"hmmm.strange.but that's okay. What matters is the taste" thought Midea.

minute by minute passed until Midea had reached the stage of simple roasting. Fragrant of typical cookies Midea makes anyone who smells it will arouse the appetite to try the cuisine midea.

"hmmm..enak smelly times.who pulak cook the sweet gini cake?" ask one of the inmates who is arranging flowers.

"this must be the Pande people cooking times. I've never smelled fragrant like a gini cake".others commented.

Meanwhile, the officers told me if the cooking time was almost finished. Midea hurriedly finished her cooking.

"yes". Bathinnya when the grill sounds.

Soon after, Midea took out some cookies that she often made while with Dean.

"hmmm. The cake is good this time". Some inmates who approached Dea

Midea smiled and offered his cookies to the inmates there to try his cookies. Inmates also flocked to approach and took each of the cookies made by Dea.

"mmm.take the time. What is the name of this cake. Next time it feels. Steady time". Babe one of the inmates who had tasted various cakes before.

"iya Dea. Is this his name?". Ask another prisoner.

"Cookies toilet". Sahut Dea slowly.

"what ..what.didn't hear me Dea. Little is your voice". Another prisoner protest.

"Cookies La..pas". said Midea for the second time with a rather large voice.

"o..oo..paint the toilet??". Sahut them simultaneously.

Midea nodded while smiling. Then he offered his cookies to the guards for them to try. The guard officers also one by one tasted cookies made by Midea.

They were seen enjoying the savory and sweet taste of the delicious cookies made by Midea for the first time.

"i didn't think you'd be good at cooking Dea cookies. Thank you, we have been offered to eat your cake"., praised the guard officer.

"yes right. must often make a cake gini event so that you can eat cake cake the Dea makes. I guess you must have a lot of other recipes, right?". The other officer.

"do you. What I said. He must be good at cooking. Uh Dea I'm asking for the recipe so I'll try to make it at home". Said the other guard officer.

"can. I'll give you the recipe. Make it easy to mom". Midea.

"iss.paten kali inmates our this one. Often you are good at cem gini Midea". The tympanic prisoner who often watches over Midea.

"hmm.if you're kind. Every day you we love to cook". said one of the officers.

"yes. So we can eat good.hahaha..". The other officer.

Midea just smiled happily for today because seeing people eating cookies made alone makes others and himself happy.

Midea leaves them slowly as time shows to clean up all the things that litter the kitchen. Midea also helped other inmates in cleaning the kitchen that was dirty because of their activities today.

After completion all the prisoners were entrusted to return to their respective cells as well as Midea. He glanced towards the refrigerator where his ice cream cone hand made was.

after being given the opportunity to bring the rest of the cooked food to each cell then Midea can take the ice cream.

Now in silence when the time entered midnight and all the inhabitants of the washroom had begun to fall asleep. Midea enjoyed the ice cream while remembering the son.

"Dee".call her slowly.

"the dear miss". He murmured in his heart.

"mother wants to see you again, hugging you again like before. Mother misses dear..indu...banget". bathin Dea while enjoying the ice cream in ****** last.

"we used to make cookies the same ice cream is the same, baby. Now the new mother can make it again but without you who nemenin and help the mother". His bathin began to sob.

"mother make cookies because you miss the same. But who eats people in Dee's lapas. Mommy hopes to make cookies again the same you and who spend you too even though you are fighting the same brother Keyra". His bathin rumbled to remember his memories with his son.

now the netra began to be full of clear crystals that once Dea blinked her eyelids then the clear circle was also shed to the cheeks of Dea that looks thin because of her body that is getting thinner due to her starting unmanaged.

During this appeal. Added to routine therapy. Dea's memory is increasingly beginning to show signs of progress, only sometimes the effects of the memory that appears and often even forced Dea to remember to make himself often headaches and not appetite.

finally Midea laid down her body in a snuggled position facing the wall in the corner of the cell room.one left hand hugged her knee while her right hand supported her cheek which was on a shabby pillow.

Midea spills a sense of tightness that burst due to holding back the long longing he had been craving for weeks until it did not feel time passed without Dea knowing how long he had waited for time to be able to vent the desire misses the person who misses the only son.

"Mykehl Deansya. Mother's child". His murmur was sobbing slowly.

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