Being an Eye to My Husband
CHAPTER 65

Finished making a video call with someone, White headed for the kitchen. Since then, he had been curious about the sound of laughter coming from that place. I don't know what his mom and wife did, it seems so exciting that they never end up chattering and laughing together. In addition, the aroma of cake that just came out of the oven, also revealed to his sense of smell.

White saw Airi who was busy decorating the cake. And her mother, like she was focusing on watching the oven.

Not bothering, he stayed by the door. Leaning on the wall while facing each other with eyes can not be separated from Airi. Look at him while smiling to himself.

"White, what are you doing there?" mama Nuri asked who happened to see White.

Having been caught, inevitably, White approached. Sitting in one of the kitchen chairs while staring at Airi who was decorating the cake in front of her.

White poked a little butter cream in the bowl and then tasted it.

"No boy? Ai and Mama make their own, don't buy it." Airi boasts of her achievements. Although cooking he can be said to be a good guy, but the business of making cakes, he is not yet clever. And today, he was determined to invite Mama Nuri to make a cake. Special for her anniversary tonight with White.

"Lumayan."

That answer was certainly not what Airi expected. He dodged a little until White changed his answer.

"Nake it." Erat White while smiling knot.

"Part of you, White. Muji, that wife don't take responsibility. Pretty good, what the answer is." White just grinned at his mother's talk. The middle-aged woman looked as if she was opening the oven. And instantly, the smell of the cake that just came out of the oven immediately burst out. I don't know what other cake they made. Looks like there's enough cake to celebrate her anniversary tonight.

Airi continued to decorate the cake, but because of the new study, it could not be smooth like a shop.

"It is very difficult anyway," complained Airi who failed to continue making decorations beside the cake.

"Udah lives only. I'll buy you a good one later" White said. "Why?" She was confused as Airi and Mama Nuri looked at her fiercely, like fighting.

"What was that about?" ask Mama Nuri. His voice sounded very subtle, but his grin looked very scary.

White swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. Looks like he's been talking wrong, mother-mak nantangin. Not just one, but two.

"Outhoring, Which. That's really good."

"How sure, Bang?" ask Airi while grinning.

"I-yes, that's great."

"Well, how good is the same?"

"Good in the shop. Uh, I mean this." Hurriedly she used her words before her mother and Airi did.

Airi took a rough breath and put down the paping bag she was holding. Sitting while staring at his homemade cake. When compared to the store, it clearly lost far.

"Buy it. It's so ugly." Airi's face looked desperate.

Mama Nuri immediately glared at White. He should be encouraging, not even making him desperate like before.

White stood up, approached Airi then held the two. "We continue together yuk," he asked. "We decorate this cake milk our will."

Airi shakes. "Big bad, Bang. We'll buy it."

"Buy it better, but the taste business, I'm sure, there is no cake better than this. Cake made with love, you are sure it will also be as wise and sweet as love."

Mama Nuri silently endured the laughter hearing White's sweet words. Understanding if his son and daughter-in-law wanted to make out, without being asked, he left the kitchen.

"We're inlaid together yuk." White took the paping bag containing butter cream whose tip was installed. Opening Airi's palm and putting it there. Slowly she helped Airi to stand up and hugged her from behind. Next to her hand hugged Airi's waist, and next to her was Airi's hand holding the paping bag.

Treated as sweet as this, it certainly makes Airi baper. His feelings were stirring, and his smile instantly expanded.

"We make flowers here yuk," whispered White near Airi's ear. Pull Airi's hand to the edge of the cake and make small flowers. Airi's heart was beating very fast. Their bodies clung tightly, and the whispers in the ears made his blood rustle. And the flowers they made, the result was worse than Airi's artificial flowers. Maybe because 2 hands are doing, so it's getting harder. Plus the pounding that makes the focus disappear and slightly tremble. But this is fun. Whatever the outcome, they don't care anymore. Most importantly, enjoy the process. Whatever is made with love, the results are amazing.

The two could not help but laugh at the cake they made. Later that night when taking a selfie with the cake, the whole world must be made to fail to focus on the shape. The result was beyond expectations, worse than Airi's shadow.

"Are you sure we'll take a selfie with this cake tonight?" ask Airi.

"Why not," White said as she turned to face him.

"But the cake is so ugly."

"Because the cake is inferior to you. Too pretty anyway." White pokes a little butter cream and then rubs it on Airi's cheeks.

"Abang," whined Airi while wiping her cheeks. Putting on a pouty face, pretending to be angry because White laughed at him.

"Eh, haven't you ever made a cake?" As White remembered, when she was blind, Airi had already made her cake.

Airi chuckled slowly. At that time, no matter what the shape, he was not worried. Because of what, because White can't see.

"Did it be like this?"

Airi nodded shyly.

Later that night, they plan to make a small candle light dinner event. Airi had chosen the backyard, near the pool as the place they would use for the midnight dinner. There was no surprise, as the two designed the event together. Maybe only gifts will be a surprise, because they both do not know what gifts each has prepared.