Handsome Widow My Husband
chapter 57

They went down one by one stairs with each other, more precisely Marcello who possessively holds his wife to protect and prevent things that do not want to happen.

arriving at the kitchen Marcello also asked Citra to wait for him in the dining room, while Marcello prepared his food.

"you sit here for a while, I'll make you some food" said Marcello, who had reached the dining table while pulling a chair back and then sat Citra in the chair.

"yes, thank you dad" said Citra sincerely while smiling warmly.

After making sure his wife was sitting quietly, Marcello rushed to the kitchen to cook. with a shrewd hand peeling and cutting thin red onion and garlic then prepare other ingredients that he needs.

The image that saw her husband so good at cooking was amazed, because this was the first time she saw her husband cooking.

the experience of the widower is very long to make him able to do all things, because when the wife died, he should be able to give the best for his daughter, especially he became a single parent, automatically make himself learn many things so that his son does not lack affection even to eat and prepare the needs of his daughter he did himself.not distrust with others, not distrust with others, but he just didn't want his daughter to think she didn't love him.

how was ART first? ART was the same, doing homework, and helping Marcello get everything ready.

marcello can cook a little.

after 20 minutes waiting for her husband to cook, now the dish has been served in the dish in front of him. there is fried seafood rice, double eggs and also milk pregnant women.

The image of seeing the food presented before him with sparkling eyes, seemed so tantalizing that he swallowed his saliva.

"eat baby, I will accompany you here" said Marcello who sat next to Citra.

"don't you eat all your dad? this is a lot of fried rice loh it seems that later I will not run out too" asked Citra

"don't love, you just eat. I'm still full" said Marcello then invite his wife to eat immediately.

"well "Picture also immediately spooned the rice and ate it greedily.Make Marcello who saw it felt very anxious.

until a few minutes later the food on the plate was not left, but earlier he had said that it was impossible to spend the food but the opposite happened, he finished all his food even one glass of warm milk he spent.

when he finished, he stroked his distended stomach.

"the same, now want to go straight to the room or want to be here first ?" marcello looked at his wife.

"to the room deh dad, but I want to watch tv first, because it's so nice my stomach, not good also if you eat immediately sleep "answered Citra.

"alright, now we go to the room" said marcello then immediately carried his wife.

"dad, my God you surprised me, I can walk alone dad, don't need to be carried too" Citra said.

"it's okay, you've been quiet, we're almost there" said Marcello, who was still walking up the stairs.

"like him we have to move to the lower room, pity you if you have to go up and down stairs like this" said marcello.

"not what dad, besides my stomach is also not too big so in the upper room only later if it is not strong up and down the stairs just moved the room" said Citra.

"alright if you do not want to move, tomorrow I will tell people to install an elevator here so that you are not tired of going up and down the stairs" said Marcello lightly while sitting his wife on the sofa.

"no so also dad, install the elevator waste money only" said Citra who feels affectionate if you have to spend money just to install the elevator at home.

"honey, have you forgotten who your husband is? " ask marcello.

"even if you ask for a mansion larger than this mansion I can buy it for you" said Marcello.

"no no, here is enough dad. alright do what daddy wants me not to protest" said Citra.

"sleep dad, I'll watch tv first, I'll catch up.

"well, I'll go to sleep first, remember not to stay up late. if it's sleepy immediately go to sleep, if anything what immediately call me" said marcello and then kissed his wife's forehead.

"yes, a good sleep dad" Citra said.

"yes baby"..