THE HEIRS (Season 1 & 2) Finished

Love Word ~ Cravings

Does not feel the age of the content of Love has entered the fifth month, so far Love has never asked for anything strange on the Word, even the Word often asked, so far, there are things that Love really wants or not, but Love says he doesn't want anything.

This afternoon, Delia had been at home for a week with her Father Word, Pramana, Delia was very attentive to Love, she always paid attention to every food that was consumed by Love, so also the vitamins that must be consumed by Love, everything is prepared by Delia.

Praman was very happy, because according to the results of USG, the baby in the womb of Love in the male sex prediction.he felt very happy, because soon will have a new heir to the throne, which will soon have a new heir to the throne, his grandson.

"Darling, you don't want to eat anything or anything? let me find it." said Sabda, stroking the tip of his wife's head.

Love thought for a moment, "I want you to make some creamy soup dear." she replied as she swallowed her saliva, as if very eager to eat it.

The word scratched his nape.

"You mean I made it myself? I'll buy it baby, let me go right now" he replied excitedly.

Love shakes.

"No, I want you to cook" he replied firmly.

The word rounded his mouth, "I?" he pointed to himself, he could not cook, his whole life he had never cooked at all.

"Yes, why? you don't want to do it, do you?" the face of Love turned gloomy.

Sabda sighed, he hugged the body of tender Love.

"Where might I not want to make it, I'll make it, but I cheat on youtube ya how to cook it?" Terdenggir.

Love nodded as quickly as possible.

"Okay" she answered smiling sweetly.

Sabda rubbed his wife's hair, then dyed it. "Okay, you wanna come to the kitchen or wait in the dining room?" ask Sabda.

"I want to see you cook." she replied excitedly.

Sabda scratched his eyebrows, "Okay, yukk.." invite him to Cinta.

Arriving in the kitchen, Sabda is confused as to what she should do now, she asks Love to sit sweetly and wait for her to cook.

"You're sitting here, baby, let me concentrate the cooking, if you see me cooking, there I'm not concentrating" he said again while amazed to show his white teeth.

Love is also lost. "OK on papa." answered sweetly.

"Gemesss to me! how can refuse your request if this." he said directly take a cellphone and see a tutorial on how to cook cream soup.

The word wearing apron to not get dirty. Love continued to look at her husband who looked even more handsome when in the kitchen.

"Honey, you are more handsome if you cook again" he said with a happy smile.

The word chuckles. "don't tell me you want me to keep going huh? I can't, it's for you and lovey I want to work hard like this" he said while focusing on listening to cooking videos on his phone screen.

"Love you papa." he said to the man who would soon become a papa.

"Love you too dear." she replied as she pursed her lips.

Love sits sweetly waiting for the results of her husband's cooking.

occasionally he glanced at the lukewarm who was wiping his sweat that was pouring out.

"Do you want to help me, baby?" ask him on the Word.

"No dear, this is soon so. it is easy to make it, fortunately the ingredients are there, if Mama sees can amaze him." he said boasting to Love.

Love chuckles.

"Good mama does not exist now, so you are not in omelin because of the messing up kitchen dear." he replied to the Word.

Word chuckles too.

"Yes, yes, Mama is very excited to find a home for us, until the survey must be her own" he said.

"Yes, even though I don't want to buy any house, I prefer to stay with mom and dad" he said.

"No papa dear, if at home alone more free. not horrified the nagging mama also I, since you are pregnant know myself I am in the omelin continue the same mama." he said while continuing to stir the cream of the soup on the stove.he cooked it with a small fire according to the instructions on the video.

Love snorted, "You can't talk like that baby, mama is chatty because of attention, I'm even happy" she told her husband.

"Yes you are happy, because my mother never once nagged with you dear, I kept getting nagged.but it's okay I also like to because my mother loves you so much, you know, many are fierce in-laws as his daughter-in-law, fortunately mama even more affectionate with you than me, although the horror is also sad so I, like a stepchild" he said in a desperate tone.

Love laughed when she heard her husband's words.

"You're so funny, baby, mom loves you too, where maybe she thinks you are like a stepchild.there are you anyway." he said.

The little smiling word. "Yes my mother of love" he said.

"Where has it not been Pa?" tanyanya could not wait to taste her husband's cooking.

Sabda brought a bowl of cream soup that he had worked so hard to make especially for his beloved wife.

"Had been.. Taraaa.. look so good it looks, I tried it a little, and it feels good loh. don't think I turned out to be a hidden talent as a chef like it." he said while puffing his chest proud.

"No way ah you can be a chef. if the chef is handsome like you, later it may not be the food they ordered. but you." he said while choking.

The word chuckles, "You have been pregnant since you were pregnant, lest Lovey be a playboy again!" he said he was still laughing.

Love shuddered shivering.

"Amit amit deh don't take it" he said while stroking his stomach that looks bloated.

"Haha yes yes, I'm just kidding dear.yaudah nih cobain my cooking, it's not hot anymore like. aaaaa. open his mouth dear.." he said while offering a spoonful of cream soup for him to Cinta.

Love smiled and opened her mouth, she slowly felt her husband's soft soup on the tongue.

"Where does it feel dear? delicious huh?" tanyanya could not wait to hear the opinion of his wife.

"Enaaak very dear, papa pinter deh cook, lovey must be very fond of his desire has been participated in the same Papa. thanks papa Sabda." he said with a sweet smile.

The word smiling happily.

"real darling? I'm so happy because you said it was good. You didn't lie, did you?" tanyanya.

Love shakes her head.

"No, really no. Honestly, I love." she replied sure.

The Word instantly softly kissed the lips of Love at a glance.

"I'm happy if you like it, yaudah.." The Word continues to feed Love until the soup in the bowl is not at all.