My Hot Baby's
Swiss

The journey to Milos Island must end. Tristan took Zareena to Switzerland, in the village of Lauterbrunnen. One of the most beautiful villages in the country. It is located only 70 kilometers from the city of Bern.

"Welcome home!" Tristan spread out his arms, revealing an old brown-painted wooden house surrounded by green grass around it. So beautiful especially Zareena can see towering mountains from the position of Tristan's house.

"You wait here."

"Where are you going?" Zareena did not want the man to leave her alone.

"We can't get in if there's no key. Just a minute, honey. The house is not far from here."

Tristan ran towards the house not far from his residence. Zareena could see the man knocking on the door, then hugging a middle-aged man.

Not long Tristan ran small by showing the key he held. Zareena widened her smile, and thought that the man looked happy after arriving here.

"You're a little happy when you get here."

Tristan laughed at that. "Of course I'm happy to be here. First because the place is beautiful, then you're with me." Tristan landed a kiss on the cheek. "Come, we're in."

Zareena dragged her suitcase in when Tristan had opened the door. A house so warm. There's a fireplace under the painting of a tailor woman. Then, classic books neatly arranged on the bookshelf attached to the wall. Then there is a small bar filled with Tristan's wine collection. Other walls are also mounted paintings, there are also small to adult portraits of Tristan.

"The question is, when did you visit this place?" Zareena picked up one thick brown-coated book. "Are you really collecting this classic?"

"Every year I come here. More often in the autumn. For the book you're holding, to be honest, I haven't read it. I like to collect books, but I'm lazy to read."

"You're great, Tris."

"I am great." Tristan was so proud of himself.

"In terms of spending money" Zareena added.

Tristan laughed at that. "Our room is there. You clean yourself up first."

"What ...."

"I mean, I'm a little hungry" said Zareena.

"You take a shower first. The food will be ready in a few minutes."

"You gonna cook?" Zareena doesn't believe this.

"You can try it" said Tristan.

Zareena immediately stepped towards the room that Tristan was pointing at. While the man opened the refrigerator, reaching for chicken, lemon, and other ingredients.

The refrigerator was filled with food ingredients according to Tristan's request to his housekeeper. There was no trouble staying there for a few days.

Tristan smeared the chicken with a slice of lemon. Leave it for a while while preparing the grill and grill trays.

Before baking, the meat is first steamed. The aroma of the absorbing spice can be smelled, arousing the appetite of Tristan who is already hungry. They arrive in the afternoon and this meal will be a dinner menu with Zareena.

The scent was inhaled by Zareena who had finished cleaning herself. He quickly followed Tristan into the kitchen, sitting at the bar table waiting until the chicken was roasted.

"My stomach is hungry" said Zareena.

Tristan looked over, then smiled. "It will be ready soon. Oh, yeah, you want some wine?"

"I'm not used to drinking."

"Don't pretend. You're this."

Zareena laughs. "Tequila 710, I think it's good to eat with grilled chicken."

"As you wish."

Seriate