Love You More Husband
Altering

Almost nine o'clock at night. Milea keeps pacing back and forth in Rafael's apartment that only leaves her. There was no sign her husband was coming home. But Leon's been sending messages if they're on their way to the apartment from an hour ago. What is Jakarta Semacet? or did they stop by somewhere first? ahhh.... Milea doesn't know. Leonpun's phone could not be reached.

Milea's slender body stiffened as the sound of footsteps approached. In a hurry he tidied up his knee-length dres and stood by the sofa. Right, a moment later the door opened. The figure of her husband and brother appeared on the doorstep.

"You're back?" There's no answer. Both Leon and Rafael were silent. Milly who misbehaved can only stand stiff in his place, not knowing what to do.

"Make your husband a drink if he comes home from Milly's place." Leon's orders were firm. Raised in a family environment makes his sister does not even know anything about the obligations of a wife. Milly didn't answer. The beautiful girl rushed to the kitchen and made two drinks for them.

"Sister.this is warm tea for you. Please drink." It was Rafael who took the initiative to take a cup and sip his tea. She really misses the almond tea she brought from her ops place in London.

"Lee.this is the almond tea I told you about. Tryin. You must like it." Leon also took his cup. True.teh it has a distinctive aroma and taste on the tongue. It would be nice if Rafael really liked it.

"You...have you eaten?" Milea asked doubtfully. The two adult men looked over.

"We order via the app." replied Rafael. He was tired enough for the cooking show that day. The business meeting was long and exhausting for him. Usually, he immediately refused meetings on weekends or holidays. Rafael is still young. He needs refreshing even if it's just coffee or fishing with Leon. Don't ask if both are addicted to basketball. They can stay there all day without interruption.

"But I've been cooking for dinner" Milea said doubtfully.

" Cuisine? you're sure your cooking is acceptable to your husband's tongue and doesn't hurt Mil's neck?" Of course Leon as his brother knew very well that Milly could not cook. He also hesitated if he had to eat Milly's cooking later.

"Let's just relax, sister, I've been taught Momy Sofia." immediately Milly's doubtful face changed. His slim body swung to the dining table, arranged the plates and drinks there and let Leon and Rafael sit down. Leon stepped up lazily.

"What did you cook Mil?" Leon tried to glance at the dining table. Almost Leon shouted annoyed when he saw the field exhibited by his sister earlier. Oh my God.a burnt fried chicken, soup whose color is strange because the macronym is too soft, vegetables that are still hard are also ahh.

"Milly..You intend to poison us?" hardik Leon's. Milly just kept quiet, misbehaved. But strangely though Leon rebuked her, her eyes were busy scanning her husband's almost expressionless face.

"Raf, I'd better go home. There is still food worth eating in my house. And you, I suggest you don't eat this. Delivery order only. Go home first!" Leon immediately turned towards the door with his broad steps, no. He cares about his brother and his best friend at all.

Rafael glanced at him. His sturdy hand grabbed the huge bowl of soup and took it to the watafel. Milly. Is her husband going to throw it away? but Rafael didn't do it. The handsome Indo-accented man drained the water and separated the macrony from the soup and threw it into the trash. Vegetables that are still hard he flush repeatedly so as not to leave a mark of spices or gravy. Somehow Milly cooked it.

Milly only saw her husband who blended the seasoning and sauteed it with hard vegetables and then put the eggs and noodles that had been boiled first. See, the man was so good at putting salt, oyster sauce, soy sauce, sauce and flavoring that it smelled a good smell. Milly had to swallow her saliva.

"Help me take her to the dinner table." After a long time of cooking, the sound also made Milly immediately straighten up and then bring the two dishes of fried noodles to the table. Her pretty look with lettuce, tomato cutouts and cucumbers made her hungry.

"Sister...." Rafael who had just washed his hands looked at Milly who was still standing near his chair.

"What's wrong?" Milly twisted both of her hands nervously. Rafa did not continue his question and chose to just sit facing his fried noodles.

"You can change my food that is not worth eating so it is very interesting and looks delicious. Will you change me to mean something to you?" Rafael chuckled as he shook his head, feeling funny.

"Cooking has nothing to do with Milly's life. It's not me who can change you, it's you."

"I know I'm guilty please forgive me and cancel the divorce plan." Rafael laughed again. The spoon he had held back was placed on the plate and then looked at Milea fixedly.

"You know that already? it's good if you know. I'm sorry Milly, that was our commitment at the beginning of the marriage. You want to get married because you want to go after Richard, don't you? so now is Milly's time. Pursue your love."

"Do you think momy and dady will accept me that easily after I've divorced their beloved son? my life will be just as hard, brother." Mile sat on the chair facing Rafael. They looked old.

"Momy and dady are not the type of old people who will take care of things like that. Nor am I the type of ex who would interfere or spy on your life Milly. After the divorce, I will take care of Hutama group from abroad. You can live quietly later."

"My brother.ahh." Pekik Milly frustrated. Stress has been stalling since the first time you opened the conversation.