The Love Trap of the Lord

There's Little Progress

Selena sat down while observing the two dishes that had been served on the table. This is the umpteenth time that the husband cooks for her. There seems to be a little progress. The man no longer mixed all the obscure ingredients. Selen thinks Sam's following the recipe. It also looks much better than before even though it remains cluttered. Well maybe it feels acceptable if the appearance is not supportive. Like the metaphorical idiom don't judge a book by its cover. That means don't judge a book by its cover. Who knows if it is different. Like Sam's cooking now. Behind his unvarnishing appearance who knows there is a taste that arouses taste. Selena hoped it would be like that after yesterday to taste an unacceptable salty, sweet and bitter. He hoped for progress on the man's learning.

"If Shai were a mother. Shai didn't want to taste it." Said the girl made everything there round her eyes especially Sam. The man wondered if his cooking was so bad that his son, with an unfired mouth, said so. Selen shook her head. Shai's mouth is spicy. Both of his sons' mouths were so. Descending from whom else if not from his father. The little girl did not care how the Father would feel if He said so. "Mom will try. Who knows how good it feels." Selen made Sam smile. That woman always made him happy. Selena grabbed the fork. Roll up the spaghetti and eat it slowly. "How's it?" Sam asked to hear his wife's comment. "Better than yesterday. But you boiled the paste too long to be mushy. Also the cheese is too much. If people are not used to it. If you have used cheese, reduce salt. Because the cheese I was wearing was salty. The rest is nothing." Selen answered, making Sam smile. The man asked his wife to bribe him. And it feels like what Selena has explained. Too salty and mushy. "You want to, honey?" Tawar Selen and her two children shook their heads quickly. "Try the brownies I made Honey." Sam cuts it off and serves it on the wife's plate. If this Selen really doubted. The cake looks unconvincing. But he still tasted it. Selena nodded slowly. Without waiting for her husband's question, she spoke up. "It's fishy. You don't add vanilla in it. Many flour grains that have not been mixed because of clumping. The cake doesn't inflate perfectly either." Selena and Sam said understandingly. "Mothers. Shai wants to." Said the girl. "Here's the bribe's mother." Selen started to scoop up the cake. "Not that. Want to make mom." He said with a sweet smile.

The little family was already in the kitchen to help Selen make the brownies as you study. Sam watched his wife closely. His creation always fails. Starting from the first step is wrong. "Mother." Call Sky. "Yes darling. You want something?" Ask Selena while continuing the activity. "Sky wants ice cream" she replied with a smile. Selena looked at the boy. He rubbed Sky and Shai's head gently. "Shi wants to be Mom." Said the girl. "good. Please bring me the ice cream." Pinta Selena and Sam immediately obeyed. The man left briefly then returned with two cups of ice cream. "Eat." He said after opening and putting ice cream in front of his two children. The noble Shai ate with vigor. "Say what's the same Dad." Tegur Selena's. He always used his two children to say thank you. "Thank you Dad." They said simultaneously. "The same." Sam rubbed his daughter's head in turn.

Sam hugged his wife while sitting enjoying the night atmosphere on the balcony of the room. "Wear your clothes Mas. The wind will catch." He said he saw Sam bare-chested wearing only a boxer. "don't want. I'm comfortable like this." Sam and his wife were silent. He let what the man wanted to do. Sam took off his wife's hijab. Drowns her head in Selena's neck. "Gli." Selen pushed slowly on Sam's body as the man shrunk and licked his neck. "Honey's....I want you, honey....So let me....." Sam said with a hand that started moving wildly. Selena quickly blocked her husband's hand. "Why hm? You didn't give me permission?" Sam asked a little disappointed. "I've been praying all day. That means I'm coming by the moon." Selen replied making Sam nod and smile. He is already ON and must complete it himself with imagination.

Sam with a giant step up the bed and hugged his wife's body tightly. "Uh...Very tortured like this. You're making him tense and irresponsible." Sam complained to his wife. Selena opened her eyes. The woman let go of her husband's embrace. He took a roll and put it in the middle to separate the two. "This is the solution. If you're tense don't sleep while hugging me." The woman lay back on her husband's back. "Honey. It's not that." Sam threw out his roll and hugged Selen. "let go. You blame me for being tense. Don't hug me." The woman rebelled but Sam hugged her tighter. "sorry. Don't be mad, honey. Let's go to sleep." He kissed his wife's temple and went to bed with both feet flanking Selena's body.