The Holy Love of Zalila
Malik and Vania.

Malik covered his mouth as Vania thrust out a spoon filled with mih. It's not the reason Malik shut his mouth.

When Vania said she wanted boiled noodles. Malik eagerly made it for the wife who was pregnant with her child.

Initially, Malik thought his wife wanted boiled mih like boiled mih in general. Malik was wrong. Vania does want to boil with a brand that she has always liked.

But, the problem for Malik, not lies in his mihnya. But it lies in its appearance.

Vania refuses to eat Malik's noodles if the presentation is not as she wants.

Vania said she wanted a presentation that was as it was in the packaging. The first attempt failed when Malik would put the failed mih Vania forbade him. He told Malik to eat it. Malik also obeyed his will.

The pattern is already 4 vx Malik making noodles and trying to present it percis as in the packaging. However, Vania still kekeh bring the presentation is still wrong. And it was Malik who was going to finish the failed noodles. And this time Malik closed his mouth when Vania thrust back a spoon filled with mih. 4 x failed 4 bowls too Malik was forced to eat it all.

"Yank, I'm full" said Malik. He looked at his wife with a glare.

"Satiety?" ask Vania with her comfort. With innocence Vania asked. She was not aware that she was indirectly bullying her husband.

Malik also. "Mas makes it for you. Later if it's still not fit don't tell Mas to eat again, yes."

Vania seemed to think then she shook her head.

"I don't want to eat noodles, Mas. Let's go get some chicken porridge, yu!" bring Vania.

Hearing his wife's reply, Malik gawked. It was not that he had suggested to his wife to eat chicken porridge. But now, after he was tormented, his wife instead ....

"Yank, did Mas already say earlier, make chicken porridge outside," said Malik with sewot.

Heard her husband's voice differently. Vania looked up at Malik, her husband.

"Aren't you angry?" ask Vania. His eyes suddenly condensed.

He saw his wife's changed expression. Malik patted his own lips. He cursed his mouth. He quickly approached Vania

"No, Honey. I'm not angry, really," said Malik. He stroked the hair of Vania who was looking down.

Vania still hasn't budged.

"Udah, yeah, don't get angry. You want whatever you want to do" Malik said. Can do his business if his wife silences him.

Immediately Vania raised her head.

"Really?" ask Vania again.

"Anything?"

Malik nodded again.

Vania seemed to think. Then she looked at her husband.

"Hugs!" vania pinta. He stretched out his arms so Malik could embrace him.

Malik happily hugged his wife. He stroked the wife's hair.

Suddenly, there's a rebel down there.

"To the room, yu, Yank!" whispered Malik.

Vania rolled her eyes off guard when she realized her husband's condition.

"Ih, Mum. Can't go first!" vania.

"Why can't you, Yank?" malik asked with a gaping mouth.

"Later danger to his deduction."

"Ngaco you, Yank. Danger time to his dedenya. Bentar asked Raffael." Malik left Vania in the kitchen. He walked into the room to get a cell phone. He will have Raffael ask Lila to be more accurate because Lila is a doctor.

Malik heaved a sigh of relief when he saw wa Raffael in an online condition. He quickly sent a message to Raffael.

["Raf, ask Lila, really if you are pregnant young you can not ninu ninu"] Malik wrote in his message.

Malik heaved a sigh of relief as Raffael instantly read and instantly typed.

[Ninu-ninu, what's 🤣🤣"] Raffael answered along with emoot ngakak behind him.

Looking at Raffael's answer laughing at him. Malik screecing.

"Why don't I go on Google, yes" he said.

Just as he was about to scout at Google, Malik patted his forehead as he recalled leaving his wife in the kitchen.

"Death cave!"