My Love for My Honey (My Love for My Love)
8. Iloveyou!

Mr. Noah managed to prank the mother of Love who had held her breath for fear of being kissed by Mr. Noah.

Mr. Noah smirked his smile and backed out from the presence of Love's mother so that this girl felt safe again from her attack, who could not bear to kiss Love's mother who was not ready to touch.

Mother Love opened her eyes slowly while peeking a little at Mr. Noah who was already standing before her with a smile.

He was so embarrassed to see Mr. Noah who looked relaxed with a deadly gaze piercing his heart.

"Do you not want to go home?" Asked Mr Noah when he saw the watch in his hand already showing at nine o'clock in the night.

"Yes I want to go home." Say Mother Love and walk first.

"Mother Love! Iloveyou! do you want to repay my love?"

Mother Love stopped her steps and did not want to turn around to see Mr. Noah again.

He walked with a thousand steps to take a deeper breath because of his feelings that had made him almost die of love.

Mr. Noah behaved naturally down the stairs to the balcony of the second floor and followed the footsteps of the mother of Love who had preceded him.

"Why he's so agile his way. Does he think I'm gonna eat it?" Mr. Noah's mind while pocketing his hands behind his trousers.

On arrival downstairs, Mr. Noah asks his driver for the keys to deliver his two daughter's teachers.

Ibu Cinta asks the whereabouts of Honey and Bu Dea who are invisible to her.

"Where's Dea's mother?" Ask mom Love.

Not long before Dea and Aunt Lea's mother came out of Honey's room.

"Where's honey?" Ask mom Love.

"He was asleep when he heard us talking." Aunt Lea.

"We went home first to Leah." Say mother Love then cipika cipiki with her sister Tuan Noah.

"Lea! I'm taking them home." Said Mr. Noah was embraced by Lea who drove the teacher from his niece Honey to the front door.

Mr. Noah's luxury car rolled back to Honey's dormitory. Along the way both Love's mother and Dea's mother just kept silent. All three were immersed in their own thoughts.

Ibu Dea was very happy to be invited to dinner together with mom Love. I want it to feel like he is venting his joy on the mother of Love, but he must harbor it all when he sees the humans in front of him being engrossed in their own world.

"The very rich sepis of the grave." Gumam Bu Dea.

Mr. Noah turned on the music to comfort Dea's complaining mother.

"Why should you play music? I mean, talking isn't all quiet." Her mother looked out the window where the skyscrapers stood firm along the street with many humans passing along the sidewalk walking with merchants offering a variety of merchandise they are among the stalls ready to lure buyers.

Upon arrival at the kindergarten student's school dormitory, Dea's mother immediately disembarked. Mother Love who was about to open the car door was prevented by Mr. Noah.

"Aren't there any answers that would make me feel good tonight?" Ask Mr. Noah.

"I.i...!" love's mother was at a loss for herself what she had to say to Mr. Noah.

"Do I have to be honest right now?" But if I express my feelings this fast, it does not seem cheap in promoting love. But if you tell me to wait too long, it's dangerous that another woman will take it from me! pissed." Grouse mom Love indebted.

Mr. Noah who is still waiting for an answer from Love's mother still holds her wrist Love's mother only to get a reply.

"No, next year." Said Mr. Noah who had gripped with the mother of Love who was very slow to return his love.

Mother Love sounded amused to hear Mr. Noah's words with his frustration felt by the handsome man to her.

"I'm afraid Mr. Noah is just playing with my feelings. I'm afraid that one day I'll just hear a rejection from Mr. Noah for knowing the ins and outs of our different social statuses."

"Please don't complicate things. I'm just asking you to answer my question, not the others. So, just answer yes or no. That's it." Said Mr. Noah worried about this girl.

Mother Love exhaled softly and then ventured to look at the handsome face of Mr. Noah who was restless waiting for an answer from him.

"Mother Love!"

"Well.me.I.I.love you." said the mother of Love immediately opened the car door and ran away from Mr. Noah.

Mr. Noah got out of his car and stood in front of his car while watching Love's mother who was walking quickly towards his pavilion.

"Yes!"

The joy cannot be contained in his heart which has now exploded onto the surface of his face that looks sparkling.

He immediately returned to his mansion with a relieved heart.

"Just getting a love-reward, it took quite a struggle waiting for the girl to reveal her heart to me." Mumbled Mr. Noah.

The car was parked in front of the Mansion yard with the original position. Mr. Noah throws his car ignition key at the waiter to move his car in the garage.

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On Monday morning, there was a lesson in baking and bread together. The female students were divided into several groups with each accompanying teacher.

Honey and her four friends are ready with Love's mother who accompanies them to make a cake.

The headmaster saw the faces of his students who were very enthusiastic about the fun activities that morning.

"Good morning, kids! Maybe at home you never make cakes with your mother because there is already a waiter who prepares everything for you or your mother has bought ready-made cakes in the cake shops."

"No mother Love! I always make cookies with my mom when she has free time over me coming home." Amanda.

"I am too."

"I am too."

Almost all the students admitted they made a cake with their mother.

Honey looks sad to hear the babbling of her friends who have mothers.

"Maybe here who's never tasted cake with her mom is just Honey, isn't it Honey? You don't have a mother." Ledek Inggit made honey clench both hands to beat Inggit.

"It's been.... It's been all quiet!" Tell the principal to make the kitchen room back in silence.

"Now there is cake and bread in front of you. Whatever you want to do. In two hours mom will come to judge your artificial results and good luck. If anything is immature, the value will be reduced." Said Cintya's mother and left the kitchen.

After the death of the principal, the children began to discuss what cake or bread they would make that morning.