The charm of Father-in-Law

Dante Jealous 1

Finished enjoying her time together and let go of the fatigue at Sempione Park, Hana invited her husband to eat at an Indonesian restaurant.

“I want to eat satay, rendang, tempe goreng, soto betawi, and nasi goreng,” Hana told the waiter standing near her desk, coincidentally the waiter is also Indonesian.

“Good, for a drink?” the servant, who had been watching Hana since, was amazed by her beauty.

“Daddy, what do you want?” hana asked her husband who looked upset at her.

“Lemon tea,” replied Dante ketus.

“OK, Lemon tea two,” Hana told the waiter.

Then the waiter repeats Hana's order, fearing if there is anything lacking. “In the wait yes, Beautiful Brother, the order will be ready soon,” said the waiter immediately moved from there.

Dante looked at his wife sharply.

“Why is Daddy looking at me like that?” ask Hana.

“I'm jealous, I don't like to see you praised by another man!” dante replied expressing annoyance in his heart. Only he can praise and disturb the beauty of his wife.

“Come, Dad. Why should I be jealous? I didn't respond either, my heart was already for Daddy, just for a Daddy,” replied Hana, then clasped one of the hands on the table.

Hana looked at her husband gently, and was full of love, of course it managed to melt the jealous heart of Dante.

Dante sighed harshly, not sharing, even if he wanted to hide his wife in the room to avoid being seen by other men.

“If later I am no longer handsome or not handsome anymore do you still want to be with me?” dante asked staring at the two jet-black beads softly.

His age was old, and his wife was young and very beautiful. He was only afraid if Hannah turned to another heart when that time had come.

Hannah held her husband's hand very tightly. “I will always love Daddy until anytime. So from now on, Daddy must start a healthy life, in order to stay young, live long to be able to see our children and grandchildren later,” said Hana, looking at her husband with love.

“I also love very much, Daddy,” replied Hana. The two looked at each other with admiration.

Not long ago the food menu they ordered was finally presented on the table. Dante and Hana start eating quietly, accompanied by jokes.

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“Sorry, Brother. May I request your mobile number?” ask the male waiter to Hana who already wants to get out of the restaurant.

Dante let go of his wife's hand, then ruffled his waist staring fiercely at the young man standing in front of him.

Hana held back her husband who was already emotionally ignited. “Let me,” Hana told Dante.

Dante snorted dejectedly in response.

“Sorry, I can't give it. Because there is a heart that I have to take care of,” said Hana, hugging her husband's burly arms.

The young man fell silent, digesting Hana's words.

“This is my husband,” explained Hana. “And I love him so much.”

The young man became embarrassed and apologized for his stupidity.

“Sorry, I thought earlier, he was your father,” the young man told Hana.

“What you said!!” furious Dante, stared intently at the young man who had dared to admire his wife even boldly asking for Hana's mobile number.

It felt like Dante wanted to punch the young man.