The Devil Husband's
CHAPTER 88. STUNNED BY THE MELTING OF ICE SCULPTURES

Two humans sleep in the dim light that shimmered in a large room with all shades of black and white. Tired after a hot battle that makes the situation in the middle of nowhere.

Jihan moaned as her throat felt itchy and dry. Her eyes blinked slowly, her body was held possessively by her husband. Slowly, he put away the husband's stout arm, and searched for clothes scattered on the bed.

Used original, sitting on the bed while yawning. Sipped one glass of water that is always provided on the nightstand. Tiger fumbled beside him as he lost the bolster that he always hugged all night.

The man opened his eyes quickly, fearing that Jihan would suddenly disappear. He let out a sigh of relief as his netra caught the wife sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Why?" tanya Tiger hugged Jihan from behind, resting her chin on her shoulder.

Jihan turned, "Laper," she muttered softly.

Tiger realized that the woman must have lost a lot of energy because of her actions. He put on his clothes and got out of bed.

"Where are you going?" tanya Jihan observed her husband.

Tiger turned his steps to face Jihan. He bent down to the face of the woman, "Give you a meal" he said, rattling Jihan's hair.

"Gee!" shock Jihan knitted her brows. His head turned, watching Tiger's steps out of his room.

Some time after spending time thinking, Jihan stood up and walked away to her husband. Jihan has inhaled the scent of onion. The gallant and burly man now seemed to shrewdly move his arm in front of the stove.

Again and again, Jihan was captivated by the man. Like a melting ice sculpture. On the one hand it is cold, cruel and sometimes heartless. But when he saw the other side, his heart was filled. Things he never expected.

"What cooking?" tanya Jihan wrapped her arms around the belly of the sixpac Tiger.

Tiger stopped his movements for a moment in surprise. "Balado boiler! Doyan, right?" He asked back when he returned to his consciousness.

"Kok you pinter cook anyway," praised Jihan turning next to Tiger and hugging him from the side.

"I've been used to it since I was a kid. Especially when living abroad. All are independent, yes even though I can get what I want by flicking my fingers" Tiger said arrogantly.

"Since my mom died, I've always loved trying new things. Dad never forbade me. Always let whatever I do. Different if the same Leon who is required is always perfect in education," he explained while pouring food into a bowl.

The billowing smoke hit two of Jihan's nostrils, causing her to swallow saliva many times. His increasingly rebellious stomach wanted to be filled immediately.

He was impatient, his hand grabbed a shrimp wrapped in bolognese sauce, sprinkled with Tiger-style onions, then put it in his small mouth.

"Shhhh! Mm-m! So late!" muttered Jihan closed her eyes, enjoying every chew. Sipping the remaining sauce on his finger.

"Sit down! Take rice!" tell Tiger to lift the plate filled with shrimp and fly it over Jihan's head as she almost picked it up again.

Tiger raised his shoulders and smiled faintly. Prepare rice and warm lemon tea as a drink. Jihan only watched him with a glint of admiration.

The man then pushed Jihan's back and sat her down. Immediately feed the food to Jihan's mouth. But the woman shook in surprise.

"Let's eat!" he said he was still holding out food right to Jihan's lips.

Jihan opened her mouth, chewing softly even to the point of tears.

"Still, Tiger," muttered Jihan wiping the clear fur that fell on her cheek. 'I hope forever is like this. And nothing will change. Even though he was just being sweet when alone. If it's outside, don't ask!' he continued expectantly. But only in the heart.

Tiger didn't know what to say. She just wants to make her woman happy in her own way. For some reason his mouth seemed locked and could not utter a word.

The next nights were the same. He always made dinner for his wife. Jihan often wakes up hungry in the pocong hours.

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It was time for Tiger to leave his wife. Today he was forced to board a private plane belonging to the Sebastian Family, due to circumstances. Jihan escorted her husband's departure to the runway of the plane that would take her husband flying.

Her tears fell from earlier, but Jihan tried to hold her back. Still can't. The more she tried to be quiet, the more she cried.

"Hey, I'm not gone forever. I'm only two days and will be back soon" Tiger said, tidying up the hair on either side of Jihan's face.

"What if later our child misses his father," said Jihan accused the baby in the womb.

Tiger laughed, then hugged the woman tightly. "Let's just say, papa's on duty and will be back soon. If the mother is missing, ask to be patient for a moment," he said.

He crouched down, then hugged both sides of Jihan's waist. Until the protruding belly hit his handsome face. "Baby, please don't bother mommy as long as papa isn't around. Don't laper the middle of the mallem, mama can't cook," he said chuckling with a pat on his shoulder.

"I'm leaving!" pamit Tiger stood up kissing Jihan's forehead long enough, then went down to the lips. Just a kiss, not the usual soft and hot appearance.

"Be careful and come back quickly!" jihan's reply wiped both of his tears.

The man nodded, took off Jihan's hand and walked calmly up the stairs. Jihan continued to wave her hand until Tiger disappeared behind the closed door and the vehicle began to take off.

Jihan exhaled heavily, deciding immediately to return with Rico and some of her subordinates.

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