
In the morning Hana woke up with a sense of surprise when her face was now close to the chest of Dika's field. Hana immediately smothered her mouth with her palm so as not to make a sound.
Hana! Hana's curse in my heart. Carefully Hana kept her body away from Dika so as not to disturb Dika's sleep.
"Why do I always wake up like that!" Hana stroked her chest while she was already inside the bathroom. "If I keep being close to her like this, I'm sure I can't control how I feel about her." Lirih Hana later. Hana immediately washed her face with tap water to refresh her suddenly moody face.
While waiting for Dika to wake up from her sleep, Hana intended to cook breakfast for her husband. Hana chose to cook fried rice which was once a favorite food of Dika and Gerry if traveling with him.
"Hopefully my cooking this time is not as salty as yesterday." Hana muttered while stirring the rice she just put into the cauldron.
In the midst of busy Hana who was preparing breakfast for him and Dika, in her room Dika seemed to blink adjusting the morning sunlight that entered from the window slit of the room. His gaze turned to the side and did not see his wife.
"Where is he?" Mumbled and then got up from the bed. Dika walked towards the window and opened the window curtain. For a moment Dika refreshed his eyes by looking at the beautiful view of the city in the morning from the window. Afterwards Dika stepped towards the bathroom to clean her body.
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"You just finished your bath?" Hana was stunned where she stood when she saw Dika coming out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her waist.
Dika nodded without making a sound. His feet stepped towards the closet to pick up his clothes.
"Be prepared. We're moving in this morning to my house." Tell Dika coldly.
Hana nodded even though Dika could not see his movements. Before entering the bathroom, Hana first took her clothes instead in the closet. Although she felt uncomfortable changing clothes in the bathroom, Hana tried to get used to it after getting married to Dika a few days ago.
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Dika stopped his activities. Staring at Hana who was bowed with fingers that interlocked. Dika got up from his seat and walked out of the room without saying a word.
"Does he want breakfast?" Hana hurriedly followed Dika's steps out from inside her room.
And sure enough, Dika was seen walking towards the kitchen and sitting his body on the dining table chair.
"Please eat. Sorry if it doesn't taste good because I'm not very good at cooking." Hana said honestly.
Dika just remained silent while continuing to eat the fried rice that was already available in front of him.
Not getting a response from Dika, Hana chose to sit in front of Dika and also eat his own fried rice.
Oh, my God, why does it taste so bad and so salty. Hana said in her heart. Hana noticed Dika who continued to eat his fried rice without any expression until it was gone.
Why didn't he comment on my cooking?
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