MUST BE A DEPOSIT
TMS EPS 21: FLOUR WAR

Ersad was always smiling, realizing that Syma had let go of the man and preferred him. Her heart was expanding like a flower that was blooming in the spring. A different love with Erika. This feeling is purer, and infinite. As if his love had burst out without being prevented.

Even at this time....

Something heavy is hitting his body. Syma fell asleep on top of her body after their hot romance last night. Ersad spilled all his feelings on Syma without thinking that the woman was still in a state of grief, having just lost her foster parents.

Ersad noticed Syma's more relaxed face. The face is swollen from crying too much is no more. In such close circumstances. Ersad realized that Syma was so beautiful. He still looks very young and fresh. Even though I have a child. His face was glowing and his lips were where his favorite place was always tempting.

Ersad moved his hand to hug the woman with warmth. Occasionally a light peck he dived on the woman's cheek.

Syma blinked her eyes and frowned. Feeling his stiff body. Syma tried to move her body and when she lifted her face, she realized that she was still on her husband's body.

Their eyes met immediately. "Good morning" said Ersad with a warm smile rising on his face.

Syma immediately turned her face away. He was not confident in the current state of his face. Does it look dull? or what....

Syma immediately rose. "Gosh what time is it? am I late for dawn prayers. Why didn't you wake me?" whinek Syma who immediately rushed to the bathroom.

Ersad just chuckled at seeing it. She knew Syma like that, because she wanted to divert her nervousness.

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"What are you cooking?" asked Ersad softly and deliberately near the ear. Where is a sensitive area for Syma.

"I'm making a baked pastry." Syma said while holding back amused because Ersad continued to tease him.

"Mas stop. I don't cook if you keep going like this."

"Then do not need to cook," she said still with her hands hugging him from behind so fondly.

"Then how do we eat?" syma tried to let go of herself.

"We can order it."

Syma turned her body. Gently look at her husband's face that looks so fresh in the morning. "Food from the outside, not necessarily hygienic. Especially healthy. While my cooking, not only is its cleanliness guaranteed, but it is also certain that I always slip prayers and sholawat in it. What we eat becomes a blessing. And certainly healthy for our body and spirit" he said with a gentle smile.

"So you won't listen to your husband? isn't it permissible in Islam that a wife should not argue with her husband?"

"Mas's right. I also don't mean to argue. If Mas doesn't want me to cook, then I won't do it" Syma said, releasing her apron.

"No, baby, it's not like that."

Ersad held Syma's hand that wanted to release her apron.

Syma was frozen to hear what she had just heard. There is a warm and happy feeling, more than anything. 'Honey?'

Just such a simple remark, already made him so happy. His face frowned and slightly turned away so that Ersad would not notice it.

"You why?" ask Ersad full of probes.

"Em no. So then.... How do you want it?"

Syma was embarrassed again. She herself could not refuse her husband's request.

They were finally there both. As long as Syma is preoccupied with cooking it. Ersad slightly bothered her by hugging the woman from behind. And reward his light kiss. Of course that doesn't make Syma a focus.

Even Ersad deliberately poked Shma's cheek with the bread dough on his face. Syma was shocked. And reflexively attacked her husband. Until finally the kitchen became a mess because of their actions.

Zea who heard a loud noise mixed with laughter. Immediately go to the kitchen to complete his curiosity. His eyes sparkled when he saw his mother and Ersad fighting flour. Zea immediately ran up to them.

"Why are you guys playing don't invite Ze." said Zea stomping her legs annoyed.

Both of his parents looked at him with a cheerful laugh.

"Good pity Ze, Mother to forget that Mother has children," said Syma deliberately teased her child. Of course Ze immediately pursed his lips.

"Well.it looks like Mommy's naughty at Ze. Let's teach Mother a lesson."

Zea cheered cheerfully as Ersad invited her to attack Syma using flour. Syma ran around the long table over there. They laugh cheerfully occasionally chasing each other which makes Syma finally caught and get tickled on her foot from Ersad.

Syma laughs with tears. Continue to plead with Ersad to stop his actions. Because he can't take it anymore.

The warmth between them was perfect. Without them knowing, someone had witnessed them. And their happiness makes the person envious. His eyes flashed sharply filled with raging anger. His hands were clenched, eager to destroy Syma right then and there. But things are not on his side at the moment.

He could only watch the scene that made his eyes and heart ache. But his body was too stiff to move from there.

Syma's eyes finally caught the figure who had noticed them. With a clearly visible look of hatred. Ersad himself fell silent, and followed the direction of Syma's view.

He was so shocked to see who had come and was suddenly already in front of them.

"Nora?" lirih Ersad was a little surprised.

While Nora just looked at him full of sincerity. With crossed hands on chest. "It looks like my brother-in-law is having fun,"

"What made you come here?" Ersad changed his face to be so cold. He was very dislikeful, Nora entered into his private area at will. Even without permission. After this he had thought about tightening security in his apartment.

"I just want to give good news to Brother. Erika has had good progress. He is in recovery" said Nora, looking down at Syma with a condescending look.

Sontak Ersad. He was so happy to hear that. Finally, the woman he was so patiently waiting for had improved. Ersad couldn't wait to see him.

"Then I'll see her right now,"

Ersad immediately ran to change his clothes, regardless of Syma and Zea who were still there. While Nora approaches him with a sinister look and a terrifying aura that is clearly visible, that Nora hates Syma very much.

"You heard what I said earlier. Erika is in recovery. And soon he will realize.

Think about your fate after this. You seem too big a head to be his mistress, Brother Ersad.

Get ready to be kicked out of here !" nora said without feeling.

But beyond his expectations. Syma smiled in response to his words. It made Nora even more upset. Syma seems like a hard-wearing woman who doesn't get insulted.