Tolerate It's.

Sindir.

Jia felt deja vu had seen this scene from the fim she was watching. Even though he doesn't like soap operas. However, he still has to know the likes of his target market. The scene where the future son-in-law is in the cooking test of the prospective in-laws. Actually, Jia did not bother about being told to cook, the problem was that she was juxtaposed with Nadya as well. The girl took part in cooking with Ilyas' mother.

Ilyas watching from the dining table. Ilyas' eyes focused on the two women who were far different.

"Try to get me some saffron, Jia."

Jia who felt summoned instantly turned her gaze towards that place of embellishment. He started to daze, which turmeric is it? All his life he never took part in the plunder, except making cakes. From childhood Jia does not like cooking shows, she prefers to make cake dough with her late Mamih.

Jia's eyes glanced at Ilyas as if asking for help. Before helping Jia, Ilyas instead smiled amusedly at Jia's heartbreaking look for help. Like a cat asking to be fed.

Ilyas pointed his finger at the turmeric next to the ginger and Jia instead took the ginger to show Ilyas if that's what he pointed at? Ilyas shook his head and gave the code next to him. Jia muttered 'ohh' then took the turmeric and showed it to Ilyas again then Ilyas nodded with a smile.

"Aren't you, Jia?" Asked Ilyas' mother to make sure, looking towards Jia.

Jia immediately turned to look at Mother Ilyas and gave her the turmeric.

His mother Ilyas accepted it while clearing her throat softly, "Together date you guys." this time his mother Ilyas while looking at Jia made Jia clumsy confused could not ask Ilyas for help.

Jia gave a quick glance at Ilyas and his mother Ilyas also saw the mutual gaze of her son and the flaming red-haired girl.

"You know that kencur how it doesn't look?"

"Oh..." Jia scratched her hair that was not itching.

Ilyas' mother chuckled, "Nad, please get me a date." orders Ilyas' mother made Nadya's activities that were washing vegetables was stopped.

Nadya immediately dried her hands and took a fastener next to Jia and handed it to her mother Ilyas.

"That's not knowing. How can I be a wife later? What would her husband eat if he couldn't cook?"

"Can't buy." Unfortunately, Jia's mouth couldn't be filtered or stopped. He would answer whatever he wanted to say without seeing if it was dangerous or not.

"Buy, buy. Just wasting money."

"Father, Jia has a lot of money, ma'am." Chirp Jia with her innocent face.

"Buy it tastes bad sometimes."

"Jia has a personal chef, Mom. And it tastes good. I used to work in 5 star hotels. He also studied cooking in Amsterdam."

His mother Ilyas snorted, "Free then. Ilyas prefers simple food not fancy."

Checkmate! Jia lost a landslide. Jia glanced towards Ilyas asking for the real answer.

Ilyas looked back at him with a faint smile. "Ilyas likes what Jia loves." Ilyas huddled in order to make the girl feel protected.

"You want poison too?"

Why anyway? Why was Ilyas' mother so sensitive to Jia? Though Jia was silent, it seemed wrong in the eyes of Ilyas' mother.

"Find a rich future wife Nadya. He's good at cooking, likes kids, keeps good anyway. Don't be a woman who's a burden."

The so-called and praised Nadya instantly blushed her cheeks.

"Kaya Mbak Nadya that means who likes to cheat, Mom?" Jia's question could not bear. He does not like to be compared to others.

And because of his words everything was silent. Jia could see that Nadya was looking at him with an angry look as if she could now also claw Jia's face with her nails.

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Ilyas pulls her out of the kitchen instead of a woman's world war that could destroy the kitchen at any moment. It is better to be prevented first than to heat up.

"Sorry Mom, huh? But I don't like your attitude either."

"Why? Because you still have the same feelings? You were gonna fuck him?" Jia asked with sewotan.

"It's not. But it's impolite for Jia and it hurts someone's feelings."

Ilyas was wrong. About Jia's emotions. The girl could at any time explode like a collected bomb.

"Do you think your mother's words are polite or not, Brother? Gini, yeah. The problem here is not about parents and children. But Jia herself is human. Jia also had feelings of times! Jia doesn't like being compared to that."

Ilyas breathed a long breath. "OK, okay. I'm sorry, huh? We forget everything. Now you calm yourself first.

Jia turned her gaze in another direction which was important instead of looking at the tall man who was nearby. Why should Jia be angry? He should have pretended to be calm. Where is his self-control? Why is he so emotional?

"Sorry." Little Jia was interrupted by their residence on that back garden bench.

"Yes, gapapa. Want to go back to Dalem?"

"Here it is. Later on back the song just want to eat," pinta Jia. He was lazy to argue back and was afraid it was getting hotter.

Ilyas nodded, "But hot. You'll burn."

"Father."

"I'm burning."

Jia glanced at Ilyas. Why does he say it's okay with himself but doesn't care about the people around him? What a foolish thing he has done.

"Sorry, come on in. But Jia won't go to the kitchen."

"You want to go to my mother's room? There's his son who used to nawarin you ice cream, he's now awake."

Hearing the Mbak Ilyas called automatically Jia so excited. He preferred to be near his mother Ilyas because he felt a cold and comfortable aura like the tiles of a mosque.

Ilyas and Ilyas made the same magnet. People who are warm to anyone, people who are near them will feel comfortable.

"You! Swing around! Why didn't you tell me there was your son? Jia didn't bring anything." Jia Tanya was already standing up excitedly.

"What do you want to say?"

"Es cream? It used to be right to see him again eating ice cream. Must love ice cream."

"Later scolded by Uminya."

Jia smiled hearing that, "He called Umi, huh to your Ma'am?"

"Well, why smile?"

"Father. It's hilarious. Jia also if you already have children later want to be called Umi."

I have children, but I don't know from whom. The person he married was not just about love. They got married because of the cooperation with each other that Jia himself still knows what the motive of the man is.

"Yes Umi. Come on in." The dribble goes first.