The Secret Wife of the President
CHAPTER 05 - Son-in-law - In-law

"He cooked this much himself?"

Zean looked at the beautiful woman who was now taking rice for him. Breakfast Syila said, but this was already like a massive dinner. Actually Zean is not used to breakfast with food this heavy, but it's almost ten, so it's legal.

"I don't know what you like, so I cook everything."

Zean's eyes caught Syila's sincerity before giving the plate to her. Again and again, Zean felt the little attention he had long since wanted. Accustomed to the warmth of Evan and Khayla's family, the man could finally taste sweetness at the dinner table. In the past, Zean was only a witness without ever feeling the sincerity of his wife.

"Stop calling me Father at home, Syila .. I never married your mother."

Look at the answer, even though his heart is being moved by the treatment of Syila still just so called. Descending habits of the papa, difficult to change even though Zia is often angry. Luckily, the habits of Mikhail who likes to play the woman Zean took as well, if so possible Zia will gray hair before her time.

"Then call what?" syila asked worried that Zean would be uncomfortable, because indeed the case of calling Zean could be angry so much.

"Call a name .. or be as comfortable as it is. And, from now on don't be so formal with me. Okay, okay?" The way Syila spoke was a little uncomfortable for Zean, she just wanted Syila to change it even slowly.

Zean started to try his food. Hot rice and the first soy sauce chicken that made him pause for a moment in addition to the cuisine of the mother. Zean looked at Syila at a glance, the woman was focused on eating her.

"Many are also usually, thank goodness that fingers can not only scratch me."

Seeing Zean who shook his head slowly while smiling thinly Syila was confused by herself. What is she really thinking, mocking her cooking or what, Syila thought.

Both look like a couple is fine. Although there was no conversation that created laughter between the two, but now in their minds there was a glimmer of happiness that they could not express.

Finishing a breakfast that almost included that lunch, Zean was actually preparing to head home. Not only was she afraid of the rats in the house, but Zia started looking for her because it was Nathalia's scheduled return from Hong Kong and she was waiting at the airport.

Zean is very lazy for that, even though it could have been picked up by their driver. However, in order to maintain the good name of the two families, Zean had to go back to pretending even though he was actually very tired.

"Later tonight I may not be home."

Syila turned her head towards Zean who was now focusing on driving. The woman nodded softly without a word, this afternoon until night she also had to go to the hospital, so it was fine for Zean to go home.

"You're in the hospital till tomorrow?" asked Zean then, even though he asked without looking at Syila, he was still able to see the expression of the wife at this time.

"Yes, early in the morning I go home .. so I can still go to work."

Such is the routine of Syila, she tried to divide the time to take care of the mother and work after her. That was his attempt, and one week ago Zean cut his pay for being late.

Syila squeezed her fingers, she did not expect if Zean actually drove her first to the hospital before returning home. The situation here is gripping, he is confused and feels very stiff. Always feeling unworthy to be next to Zean, he was just a sand deposit on the seabed.

There wasn't much Zean to say, just the potluck until when Syila came down unexpectedly the man came along as well. He wanted to ask, but worried that Zean was offended by his question.

Zean doesn't have much time. However, even though he briefly took to go to his in-laws. Syila still could not believe Zean's actions, while Zulia was clearly happy with the presence of her handsome son-in-law.

So sweet of her, Syila was intrigued to see the interaction of Zean and her mother. Very clever of her theatrics, it seems that Zean's acting talent has flowed since becoming the husband of a Nathalia Velova.

"Thankfully, why bother to come here .. You should be home first."

Zulia spoke very softly to Zean, her hope at the end of life seems to have been realized. Shila would not be alone, even if she were to leave, there was no burden in Zulia's mind.

"It should be, but the mother's child is not at home in the room continues."

Uhuk

Zean is a settan!! Syila did not understand how this man really was. He wanted to be kicked out right now before saying a no-no to his mother.

"Can you, have a meal?"

"Already, Syila cooked a lot this morning," replied Zean displaying his neat teeth.

"Thankfully, may you like Syila's cooking, even though it's not very clever."

"Likes, everything I like .. his cooking, his people, his attitude. I'm grateful to have a wife like her, thank you mom for giving birth to her."

Zean's words sounded sincere, but somehow Syila's heart suddenly broke. She was completely confused, but realized that this man seemed to be very good at theatrics, as much as possible Syila did not get carried away with Zean's sweet speech.

"Oh my God, what dream did Mother pray for many years was finally granted. Syila has a husband like you, take good care of Syila, son."

Stop Mom!! Don't expect much from a married man like Zean.

Syila sat up while staring at their interactions, Zulia had never been this happy before. Although Zean was no stranger to some, but for Zulia who had never been interested in such news clearly did not know who the dashing man who was now her daughter-in-law.

"Yes, I'll take good care of you."

"But your ears, Syila .. let's be self-conscious, she's the husband of the man."

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