Sharing Love: Love Me Once Only
What noise?

"Yes. Now, let's get ready. Mama asked us to stay at her house and I've agreed to this!",

Deg

What else is this?. Danar knows very well how his mother is. There was no way Anisa would just bless them after losing her favorite daughter-in-law. Danar suspects that his mother must have planned something.

"Are you sure you're going to stay at my mom's house?", asked Danar to confirm

"Of course I am. There is no reason to refuse it anymore. It's a golden opportunity for me, I have to prove to your mama that I'm the only one who deserves to be your wife!", said Tari.

Danar sighed. If this was the case, he could not bear to refuse Dance's request. He could only pray that his mother would not plan anything bad for him.

At 7pm they left for Anisa's house. Dance's face still looks radiant. The woman was ceaselessly smiling. While Danar, he was actually feeling anxious. He was just afraid that his mother would do the thing that made Tari back hurt.

"I asked once again, are you sure of your decision to stay with mama?", Danar's question made Tari stop her smile. The woman now has a sour face.

"You don't want me to be close to your mama?", he accused the husband.

"That's not what I meant. I'm just afraid you're disappointed, later!",

"Ck, is this all because of Gita?. You don't want me to be close to your mama because you're still expecting Gita back?",

Danar let out a rough sigh, he ruffled his hair in frustration. Dance is so stubborn.

"Well, I won't ask you again. We'll stay at your house like you want!", break up Danar.

During the trip, the two chose silence. Dance was still upset with her husband, while Danar himself was still secretly thinking about Gita. Where is his ex-wife?. Is she okay?.

The distance is not too far, only they travel within 30 minutes. Anisa is seen waiting for their arrival on the porch of the house. The two get out of the car and approach Anisa who smiles at her son and daughter-in-law.

"Have you come?", he asked kindly. Dance smiled returning her in-laws smile.

"Yes Ma. Sorry to make you wait so long, we were still packing things!", replied Tari

"No problem, we'd better get inside!", Dance and Danar follow Anisa into the house. Until the woman stopped in the guest room.

"Your room is ready. We'll have dinner after this. Danar, put your things in the room first!", Anisa ordered her son

"Well Ma!", Danar immediately brought his suitcase also owned by Tari into the room.

"We wait for Danar in the dining room!", asked Anisa

"Yes Ma!",

Dance back following her in-laws, they walked into the dining room. He thought, at the dinner table already has food that they are ready to eat. There really isn't anything. It made Tari look at her in-laws in wonder,

"Are aunts not cooking yet, Ma?", asked Dari in confusion

"Auntie is sick!", replied Anisa casually

"Keep, how's dinner going?", he asked later.

"You're not happy, are you, if mom asks you to cook?",

Dance's face suddenly pale. Cook it?. He never cooked in his entire life. Never cook food, cook water never. Now what should he do?. And refuse, Dance prestige. Should he have said he couldn't cook?.

"Ma ... Actually I-I!",

"Ga anything, just cook it simple. Mom to the room for a minute. You cook, all the ingredients are in the refrigerator!", cut Anisa quickly and then leave Tari.

The woman is still sculpting, she is confused as to how. Finally after a hard thought, Dance opened her phone and looked for cooking tutorials. He chose fried rice because of its ingredients and easy way of cooking.

After preparing such material in the video tutorial he saw. Dance starts cooking,

"It's easy!", he said smiling

"OK, put salt in!",

But the woman was confused between salt and sugar. Finally, Dance chose according to her belief.

"Well, it looks good. It must have felt good too!", he said proudly

Once the fried rice is ready, do not forget to make eggs Ceplok. Although a little charred, but Dance is quite proud of herself. At least this wasn't too bad for her beginner self.

The sexy woman walked into her room. She saw her husband just finished a shower. His slightly wet face made Danar look so handsome. It was fortunate that he could be his wife.

"Mas!!", he said spoiled

Danar looked at him and smiled

"We're down yuk, I've cooked dinner for us!",

Danar's eyes were round, did he not hear wrong. Cooking dance?. Not tempted, Danar actually swallowed the saliva rough. There will soon be a War of Memor (Chief-Hostling).

"Let's go Mas, you have to taste my first meal!", Dance took her husband's arm out of the room. They came down the stairs and met Anisa.

"It just so happens that Mama is here. Come on Ma, let's eat now!", take Tari

The three of them walked in the dining room, Danar's eyes glanced at the menu presented on the table. Fried rice without color, aka pale also do not forget the egg blotchy on the edge.

"Are you sure, this is edible?", asked Anisa hesitantly

"B-can Ma!", replied Tari nervously

Anisa, Danar and Tari sit in their seats, then start eating the dishes that Tari makes.

Bruh

The mother and son compactly sprayed the fried rice made by Tari.

"W-why?", he asked in panic

"So you've tasted this yet?", this time the question was from her husband. Dance shook her head slowly making Danar sigh. He looked at his mother who was secretly smiling mockingly towards him. Already Danar guessed, this was the reason Anisa invited them to stay together.

"So you can't cook?", Anisa's question made Tari look at her and then look down,

"Huh, so all this time you can't cook?. What dong do my kids always eat?. My son is getting thinner. You are what you are, so women cook just can't. What do you think?", asked Anisa inquiring

Heart of Dance began to cobble, now it is an instant era. Just push the cell phone, the food will come. Why bother cooking everything?. Not to mention if you get splashes of oil also smell the kitchen. Uh, that's really disgusting.

"The woman should know everything. Cook, nyapu, mop, wash clothes, wash dishes. Don't just know. From tomorrow on, mama will teach you all those things!",

Glug

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Who read it earlier, I hope you re-read it. It's not finished yet to upload. It was his chapter.

Sorry, if you are sleepy. Focal scupping