The Perfect Happiness

The Perfect Happiness
S3 - Eps 152



Tika POVs.


"Where are they both going?" ask Mom who just came down the stairs. Max and Shilla are back together.


I chuckled amusedly at the expression of mama. "They want dinner. I haven't been so friendly in a long time" I said, playing with Iceland and Feli. Jefri was sitting on the couch with our twins Nathan and Naila in his carriage.


"By the morning of the fight, the night is better. Nice too. They think better than the two of you" said the mama who immediately went away, stepping towards the kitchen.


Me and Jefri stared at each other, smashed into our eyes, then a split second later we laughed together.


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Max POV's.


Along the way, I occasionally glanced at my wife. I haven't been like this with him for too long. And it felt like for a long time he would never again sit in front of me if we got in the car. Because Feli, our second child is not even 2 years old to be able to be titled calm in the baby car seat.


I grabbed his fingers that he had placed on his lap. Then pulling the fingers took her into my kiss. I know I'm selfish if it's like this. Just dinner alone with no kids, isn't that selfish of his name? We both already have them. But for some reason, I feel the need to do this. Not because we made up for the previous misunderstanding, but because women do need it.


It was fortunate that I had a sister. Sometimes if I don't understand what my wife wants, I can ask my sister how she wants.


"Where are we going to eat?" ask Shilla. I don't know how many times I've kissed her hand. I'm happy to do this.


At first glance I looked at him. "In the most effective place." It was just that sentence that I blurted at him while smiling under the light of the street light that we passed by.


Soon enough, I turned the steering wheel and got into a place that I thought Shilla also recognized. The place that impressed both of us and where we combined our first love together, namely home.


"Home? You brought me here?" shilla asked, surprised.


I smiled thinly. "Yes, why? Beyond expectations, huh?" reply while turning off the car engine and releasing my safety belt. I looked at him, waiting for his answer.


"Will our fridge be empty?" Shilla started to get anxious and I tried to calm her down. For he did not know what surprise I had prepared in the house. Then I got down and turned the car around, opened the door and greeted her to get out of the car in her beautiful dress. I don't know where she found the dress. Because as far as I know, she didn't bring her dress to stay at home. In addition to the dress she wears to sleep at night aka negligee.


I embrace it as I step together towards our doorstep. To coincide with that, Haikal and Clara came out of our house and gave the keys to the house to me.


Again I glanced at Shilla who seemed surprised and confused to see Haikal and his girlfriend coming out of our house. He looked at me as he pulled the clothes I was wearing.


"Thanks!" I said I got my house keys. Then I turned around, let Haikal go home, entered his car along with his girlfriend and disappeared down the street.


"Come in" I whispered in Shilla's ear, stunned by Haikal's departure.


I still clasped his hands, entering the house that had been tailed according to my previous order. Yes, I asked Haikal to decorate all of this. A romantic dining table with a vase of roses in it. Then coated with a piece of cloth. Because my dining table is quite large, then the chairs are arranged not facing but rather snarling. Complete with cutlery that is already available with a bottle of wine presented. Haikal is naughty about this one.


So where are the food and dishes going?


I'll cook for him this time.


Yes, I also asked Haikal to prepare the ingredients I needed to cook our dinner menu, which was steak.


I let go of my hand, then stepped into the position behind the fireplace to cook alias stove. Shilla was sitting at the kitchen set table.


"What can you cook?" shilla asked in a tone of disdain for me.


I squinted my eyes at him. "Don't get me wrong, papah gini used to teach me to cook. Papah before he had his own company, he was a chef at one of the restaurants when courting together mamah," I said while putting up an apron.


Shilla just nodded her head, a sign of understanding. After that I started cooking, starting with washing some ingredients, cutting, then smoothing some spices.


Sometimes I look at him, almost forgetting the cooking in front of me. It feels like we haven't been through time like this. Usually just go straight to the bed. I chuckle amusedly remembering that.


"Is something funny?" shilla asked suddenly.


"We haven't both been like this for a long time. Through time just make something like this. Not going up to the bed," I said slowly as I occasionally glanced at him.


Suddenly Shilla laughed out loud, surprised me and laughed. And ... I haven't seen him laugh in a long time. I shook my head slowly.


Maybe this is what Tika and Haikal meant yesterday, I miss this time. And maybe he's looking forward to a time like this too, because I'm too busy and struggling with the company. Until I forget how to make my wife happy with just these little things. And I didn't think I'd do that tonight. Makes her happy and I'm happy to see her.


I'll plan a time like this again next time. So that our feelings never fade, each other. Yes, and from now on I think this activity is very important for a couple.


Shilla's attitude slowly had returned just like before. Eradiate aura. I swiftly finished my cooking process and served the steak on both dishes that I had prepared before and decorated it.


"Would you believe I could cook?" I showed him the steak I had cooked closer to him.


Then step towards the romantic dining table that wears a small Haikal-style candle. Yes, my brother that one could also taste, very elegant and deliberately he turned off the whole lamp. Only the middle room table lamp and the kitchen lamp are lit.


"Not necessarily, 'kan not know the taste is good or not," said Shilla, it seems she does not want to admit if her husband is good at cooking.


I put the two plates in front of me and where they sat. Curled his waist before he managed to sit down. Then I looked at her face carefully, tucking her hair that covered her face slightly behind her earlobes.


"I'm sorry again, right? For all the things that have hurt you so far, I don't mean it" I said with my earnestness.


Shilla smiled. He cupped his palms on both sides of my cheeks. Then I slowly pulled my face, gently kissed my lips. I don't know why my tears just escaped. I felt him so sincerely giving his heart to me, entrusting his life in my hands.


I let go of the kiss to hug her, clutching the scent of her body that I should have kept until the end of my life. For the sake of our marriage pledge, for the sake of our faithful promise, to live and live.


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Pov Shilla.


At first glance, I saw her teary eyes before she finally landed her arms on me. Real tight. Describes such a great affection for me. That's how I feel. I returned his embrace. We both need time like this sometimes.


'Lord, thank you for making his heart settle for me and still intending to make me happy, to make us his family happy. Keep us like this, until death do us part, ' my mind with earnestness.


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