The Story of Mr. Hans

Chapter 132

Arriving at the mansion, Airen entered without waiting for her husband. She was still upset by Hans' attitude towards others, and also upset at leaving her child carelessly.

Airen entered the mansion while holding his two children, Hans just resignedly followed his wife's footsteps from behind.

"Sister Iban, brother elan." Amira and Amara run towards her two brothers who are busy playing puzzles together with Gebila.

Airen, who saw his two daughters running small, warned him not to rush, fearing falling.

"Amira, Amara don't run son." he said softly.

"Yes unda, ready." they both walked slowly towards the people who were busy playing in the front room.

Airen leaves his two daughters to Bella, because he feels hungry. Airen walked slowly to the kitchen, quietly following his wife.

There is a mbok Nin who is cooking, Airen approached mbok Nin. "What cooking can you cook?"

"Eh no non Iren, this non mbok want to cook chicken together, vegetable asem, tempe fried and sambal. This is the lady's request."

Airen nodded in understanding, lately indeed mami Hellena likes food like that. "I'm helping you mbok."

"E-eh no need non, this is done really. Stay fried tempeh aja. What's wrong with the kitchen? want to eat, right? Let mbok be ready, no."

"No need to cook, I cook for myself. Mbok continued his fried tempe." he said slowly, while walking towards the nightstand where instant noodle storage.

Airen opened a kitchen cabinet containing a variety of instant noodles, had long wanted to eat it but always failed because it was blocked by her husband and in-laws.

This time it worked, because she was angry with her husband. Of course Hans would have allowed her, if not to sleep where she is tonight.

As Airen's hand was about to pick up the noodles, she was shocked by her husband's burly hand holding his arm.

Airen stares back and glares wide at her husband. Hans was only able to smile when he saw his wife's sharp gaze.

"Honey, don't eat noodles." said slowly.

Airen snorted in annoyance, she pulled her hand back and passed away from the kitchen leaving her husband who was still standing still in his place.

He stepped his feet towards the room, if he was not allowed to eat noodles then he would not eat any other food.

Hans could only sigh slowly, he had to be patient because his wife was angry with him.

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This afternoon Bima and Raja came home at the same time, both of them just got out of the car.

Bima stared intently at her brother, he was still upset and did not accept the incident yesterday morning because his semp@k was in the back clothes picked up by the King.

The king certainly knows why his brother stared so hard, but he had apologized.

"Bim, don't be so angry. You're sorry" he said while chasing Bima who walked faster.

"Waras lo?" tanya Bima reduced her footsteps.

The king nodded and smiled widely. "Yes sane, because this morning dawn prayer did not have bad luck" he said.

"But you must be proud of me."

The King's face was suddenly gloomy, as he remembered his papi who had been leaving them for several months.

"Yes dong for sure!" he said excitedly, the King does not want to express his sad feelings at this time.

Bima smiled smrik, "Wouldn't follow papi?" after saying that, Bima immediately ran quickly into the mansion.

"Male!! Are you ready to lose me, huh? Ntar lo kangen and will not meet my brother kayak." shouted the King to run.

Arriving in the mansion they were even chasing, not yet run away with the debate earlier. The king certainly did not accept, indirectly his brother wanted him to die. Yes even though Raja knows, Bima is just joking.

"King! Milky! you two are nothing." the first warning from Hellena's mom who was accompanying her granddaughter was watching television.

"Bima tuh mih, ngedoain I cepet to nature next door."

"Lying Mih, slander very close. I just did it, not snooping."

Mami Hellena can only be privileged to see the behavior of her children, even though they are no longer young and even have children.

Bugh

from the back, their boko ng was kicked slowly by Hans.

Awwhhh!

said simultaneously. "Hans you're nothing at all, just as you can't be."

"You guys are shit? not ashamed of my wife and kids? Bima, talk about you really. Just be careful, if Amira and Amara follow." said Hans, then leave from there.

Is this your brother, me or Hans? inner Bima.

My grandfather is very yes, the inner King.

"What huh! Take a shower!"

The two of them complied, and went straight to their respective rooms. Do not stop there, just when the two of them began to return to chasing.

The one who witnessed it could only sigh softly. "Bronze, Eranson. Don't be like your papa."

"Ready Oma!"

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18.30

Right now everyone is gathering in the kitchen, about to eat dinner. Except, Airen who is still faithful in his room, anyway he does not want to eat if not instant noodles.

Hans persuaded his wife to eat, but Airen ignored him and answered him.

"Darling, let's eat. You haven't eaten at all, have you?"

Airen faithfully curled up inside his blanket, though a sense of stuffyness burst forth.

Hans took a position to talk to his third child who was still in the stomach.

"Grandpa, hungry no? must be hungry. Persuade her mother to eat, papa pity as you must be starving in there."

It was very difficult to persuade his wife who was sulking, Hans let out a slow sigh and he lay down beside Airen.

"Dear, if you don't want to eat nothing. But pity our child you know, he needs nutritional intake." he said while hugging from behind.

Airen opened his blanket that covered almost his entire body. Airen started crying, Hans panicked.

I'm wrong to say this for sure, Inner Hans.

"Say-."

"Hiks.. I only care about our son, but I don't care about me."

"E-eh no, I love you more than children. Where there I don't care about you."

"So the proof, I said that I didn't want to eat anything. But I'm just worried about our son."

Hans turned his wife's body to face her, gently stroking Airen's face and slowly peeling her forehead.

"I told you so, because so that you would eat. I'm sorry, huh?"

"I-I'm sorry, but there's a condition."

"What are the terms hem?"

Airen stared deeply into the bead of her husband's eyes. "I want to eat boiled noodles, use eggs, use saos, use chili, also use mustard."

"F-."

"If you don't permit jaudah, I won't eat."

Hans sighed softly, and again kissed Airen's forehead. "Okay, but enough today. That's why I asked Nin mbok to make his noodles." Hans was about to get up but was put up with Airen.

Hans looked at his wife's face slowly. "No, it wasn't mbok Nin who made it. But you."

Hans smiled. "Okay, but kiss me first."

"Ihhh why even take advantage anyway."

"If you don't want to yauda nothing, but mbok Nin made it."

Airen clucked slowly, then got up slowly to sit down. Airen kissed her husband's lips. Hans held back the nape of Airen's neck, in order to gain deeper access than a kiss.

After a few minutes, Hans stopped his activities. She smiled and gently wiped Airen's lips with her thumb.

"I made it, wait a minute." Hans wakes up from the bed, but his hand is held back by Airen.

"Why else hem?" ask Hans.

"Later make the noodles, I want something else."

Hans furrowed his brows. "You what?" tanyakanya.

"You want to look at our son."

Hans certainly smiled meaningfully, without much questioning and protesting he immediately re-attached his lips. And it happened that Airen really wanted.

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