
"Ikh, Dad why the hell is it even a matter of grandchildren. I still feel right there, Mom. If you talk about children, then again. What can Kiara answer? Kiara Pan can't make her own kids. Aren't you Mas Abie?"
Habibie was stunned when he heard what his wife said. For the umpteenth time, Habibie was made aware of the mistakes he made. The obligation to give the inner right to the wife is still not fulfilled. However, if they really did that, would Kiara be willing, she would not refuse?
"Mas Abie!" Kiara shook her hands in front of her husband's face. The man behind the wheel nodded. He turned his head and smiled slightly towards Kiara.
"Why?"
The woman pursed her lips. Suddenly she became very upset because of her husband's actions. Though she was beside the husband, but her husband seemed to ignore and forget his existence.
"Not so. Kiara wants to go home, "tight girl. Of course Kiara was angry, how not, Habibie ignored him.
"Kiara, I----"
"Udah, Kiara said she wanted to go home!"
Habibie exhaled a rough breath. He tried to contain his frustration because he knew that his wife's mood was not good.
However, when he arrived at a crossroads, Habibi did not turn in the right direction. Habibie takes Kiara to a place that Kiara has never been to.
"Where are we going, Mom?"
"Ice cream shop. Don't you like her a lot?"
Kiara nodded faintly. It's up to Habibie, the important thing is that she can eat good ice cream without having to whine first.
Arriving in front of the ice cream cafe, Kiara was made to gape because the decoration of the place was filled with very soft blue roses, there were also snow effects. The atmosphere is very comfortable, fragrant from the cafe is no doubt fragrant roses.
"Mas. How can I believe in gini?" The girl's eyes were glazed.
Habibie did not answer. The man just smiled, pulled Kiara's hand, grasped the tiny fingers and then took her into the cafe.
The thing that Habibie did made Kiara look down at their fingers that were linked, she looked up, her husband's face was also still very handsome when viewed from the side like this.
"Sit down!" Habibie let him down after pulling up a chair for his little wife.
Kiara was again confused. Moreover, the atmosphere there was very quiet. There is no one cafe customer, really only her and her husband.
"Mas Abie ... This cafe is not in danger of bankruptcy, right?" Kiara plainly asked that. It is not Kiara's fault either, the cafe is indeed really quiet. If every day is like that, it is possible to pay for electricity will not be enough.
Habibie. The man called a waiter and the ministry gave Kiara a menu book.
"If I say this cafe I have acquired how?"
"Huhhh? What's for?" ask Kiara wonder. The Habibie family already has quite a lot of business in several fields. Most of it is an investment. But still, it's a bit sudden.
Like a dream in broad daylight, Kiara sculpted. The woman looked at Habibie with a look of disbelief. It is not a fairy tale, why Habibie can change in one night.
"Mas Abie's fine, isn't she?" ask Kiara.
The man nodded. "Now his escrim message. In a moment Dzuhur."
"Kiara negerti Mas," answered the woman but not sure. Kiara smiled, a few minutes after ordering her ice cream, Kiara screeched excitedly. A large mug, and also a very good cake lumer it entered his mouth through the mouthfuls of a large enough spoon.
"MasAllah. It's delicious" Kiara said. "Will you try?"
Habibie shook his head. "Eat! Only 2 times a week."
"Well, when is Mas Abie?"
"Later to make a healthier variant, so you can eat every day. Can wait?"
Kiara nodded enthusiastically. Let alone waiting for healthy ice cream, waiting for Habibie to change he can as long as it is still in the normal stage. Kiara loves the change in her husband's attitude. Although he was still confused, but it did not matter if Habibie did not shout at him continuously.
....
It had been almost a week after Habibie had treated him well. Every day, there was always Habibie's attention that he couldn't guess.
As had just happened, Habibie was willing to take off her suit in front of a client when Kiara was sitting with her in her room. Only housed, and at that time, Kiara was the only woman.
Smiling at the knot on the girl's lips, Kiara did not know what to say after getting this kind of warm treatment. His heart always beats. Especially when Habibie blatantly gives attention and excellent service.
"Mas Abie," called Kiara after the men left.
"Yes, Kia, why?"
The woman smiled with dimples. "Kiara will come home a bit bad huh. I have a promise with Bi Arum, Kia wants to learn to cook."
Habibie smiled. His hands outstretched, rubbing the top of the head of the wife with a very soft rub.
"Do what you want to do, Kiara."
The woman cheered in her heart. He immediately thanked. Bend and then out of the husband's room.
The smile on Habibie's lips faded as soon as Kiara walked out of the room. Habibie leaned his back on the sofa. His hands were raised, massaging his unstoppable sore temple.
"If this is what you want, I'll do it, Ayesha."