Divorced for Fatty
BONUS CHAPTER 1
"Hunny, may I ask!"
"Stop!"
With her right hand Hana hit the back of Kelana's hand, while the other hand protected the ration of the son.
"I haven't tasted it in a long time, don't you have any pity? I want to, just give me a little!" pinta Kelana with clear water. He even swallowed his saliva as he was tempted by the nutritional intake of Gala - his son and Hana.
"I'll give you later when it's done with Gala." Hana got away, she was afraid Kelana ambushed and immediately nyosor like soang.
"Jeez Hana! give me!" kelana Shouts.
Hana who had escaped out of the room finally breathed a sigh of relief. Why did he forget to tie his hair before making porridge for the son. Although there is a maid, but Hana prefers to prepare her own Gala food. He wanted to always make sure that his first son and Kelana were well nourished.
Gala is seven months old now, it is smart to babble and even play cilukba. Kelana who was upset because she could not taste the porridge her son chose to pursue.
"Take it in the slow cooker, it's got a gala."
Hana did not end up thinking about Kelana's behavior. The young papa is often strange now, maybe less caress because Hana is preoccupied with the activity of taking care of the baby.
After finally complying, he headed for the kitchen and immediately opened a special cooking tool called a slow cooker . The tool can make porridge without reducing the nutritional value contained in it, said Hana.
"Yes, Lord, just baby cake," led by her housekeeper who had just returned from the market.
"It's good to know Mar, it's healthy," Kelana replied without shame. He took the Gala porridge and ate it greedily.
His housemaid, who was usually called Marimar, could only shake his head. He chose to leave his employer after offering him drinking water.
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"Tomorrow a lot of porridge, I like Mama."
Kelana smiled happily and successfully made Hana ticklish herself. The woman put the spoon into the bowl and used her hand to pinch the husband's nose.
"You are that!"
Honestly, Kelana just feels jealous. Hana has rarely cooked for him lately, this makes him sad, but also does not want to reveal to the woman. As far as he knew, Hana was tired of taking care of their son, so as much as possible the thing that would trigger his wife's mind he would avoid.
"Did you miss my cooking?"
Out of words, how could his wife guess correctly what she was feeling.
Hana went back to feed Gala and looked at her husband again and asked, "Why silence? I don't seem to have cooked for you for a long time."
Although hesitant, but Kelana finally chose to be honest. "Hem.. I miss, I don't like Marimar's cooking."
"Yes, today take care of the Gala. I'll make you some food."
He jumped from his position. He sat down next to Hana and grabbed her cheek, kissing her deeply.
"You are the best, my dear!"
Hana returned the kiss on the cheek with a kiss on the lips. Kelana was embarrassed, her cheeks even blushed red because of his wife's actions.
"Why do this in front of the Gala?" ask Kelana.
"Why not? he should know that papa and his mother love each other." Hana smiled sweetly, she turned to Gala who was laughing as if understanding her words.