The Sweetes Feeling 2's
The Morning of Peace

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Nania forced to open her eyes when her sense of smell caught the sweet scent coming out. Then he blinked to gather his consciousness.

Daryl was no longer beside her, but the curtains and windows were still tightly closed. Though the time on the digital clock has shown at eight in the morning.

The woman got up, then complained as she felt her new-remembered right leg being injured by kicking a stone last night.

"Ah, why should you also kick a stone right? This is how it is?" He muttered while trying to find a good position to stand.

"Hey, are you awake? Why didn't you call me?" Suddenly Daryl came in, and he rushed to him. Put a tray on the table and help him get up.

"Just now." Nania answered and she let the man help her.

"Wanna take a shower?" it was Daryl who led her into the bathroom.

"I think it is." Nania nodded her head.

"Good."

"But just want to be in the shower so be spiffy," he said, after arriving in the bathroom.

"okay." And Daryl drove him to the rinsed room next to the bathtub.

The woman took off all her clothes even though Daryl helped her. But nothing happened after that other than bathing.

Daryl helps her rub the soap on her back and waits for Nania to be completely clean, then leads her back out and changes her clothes for a new one.

"You made breakfast?" Nania stared at the tray on the table.

A plate of toast with peanut butter, a plate of beef-eye eggs with bacon, plus a bowl of fruit salad became their breakfast that morning. Do not forget a glass of water and a cup of milk tea that became a favorite of the woman.

"Hm …." Daryl muttered, then carried the tray he placed on the table in front of the bed end sofa where Nania was sitting.

"Masa? Kirain Mima's mom?"

"No, I made it. Believe me." The man sat next to her and pulled the tray closer.

"Can I cook too?"

"Little bit. I remember how you did it."

Nania chuckled, and it made her feel relieved. At least she really forgave him.

"We try, how good is it?" He grabbed a fork on the right side of the plate.

"Maybe it's bad, so I'm sorry. But at least I've been trying to make breakfast for you."

Nania laughed while cutting the slightly crisp bread, but inside was a peanut butter melt. Then he immediately devoured it with vigor.

"Mm …." Nania nodded her head.

"Hows it? Yummy?" Daryl looked at her seriously.

"Enak, the taste of peanut butter toast." The woman answered. Then she turned to her eggs and bacon.

"The eggs of maturity, the bacon is crispy. It's alot." He chewed the meat with a little struggle.

"Ah, I've guessed." Daryl looked disappointed.

"But …." Nania tasted the fruit salad that looked tantalizing. Contains strawberries, black berries, blue berries, kiwi and small pieces of cheese. 

"The salad's good, it's delicious."

"really?" Daryl sumringa.

"Yes, it's also good for breakfast." And he devoured it after finishing a loaf of bread, then sipped a little water followed by his favorite milk tea.

"Good breakfast. Thanks Dadd," said Nania, who landed a soft kiss on her husband's cheek.

Daryl was speechless, but the two corners of his lips were slowly attracted to form a smile with his cheeks blushing. This was the first time the woman had behaved sweetly again to him, and it felt happy.

"I think I should call Mahira." Nania was looking for the whereabouts of her phone last night in her bag.

"I charged at dawn, it might be full." Daryl got up, then took his wife's cell phone on the nightstand and handed it over.

"Oh yeah, okay …." The woman's dam lit it immediately.

There are many incoming messages especially chat in the merchant group at the campus bazaar. The contents are more or less discussed about the delivery of sales results for one week.

"Callo, Mahira?" Phone connected.

"Yes?" Then I heard the answer from across.

"Can you go to college to give me the donation money? I can't" he said.

"could. Go to the restaurant and help Mom and Dad. Why are you?"

"I'm not feeling well, so I can't go."

"Oh, okay. I went to your house first what?"

"No need, I just transfer from here, yes, so you don't bother? Later you hand over to the committee, keep asking for the receipt."

"Good."

"OK if that's it. Thanks, Mahira?" Nania ended the conversation.

"Yes, Nna." Then the connection was cut off.

"Is your foot so sore that it makes it difficult for you to walk?" Daryl stared at Nania's right foot whose fingertips were wrapped in bandages.

"Lumayan, where it starts swelling again." And the woman did the same.

"Dearly enough. How did you attend the fashion show then?" Daryl was disappointed.

"Fashion shows?"

"Yes, tonight at Fia's Secret House, remember? The opening of FSH fashion week that will start the nights of the fashion show until the next week."

"Lastly long?"

"It's also fashion week."

"Many models dong?" Nania is a little bit insinuated.

"of course. Fashion designers are many." Daryl replied calmly even though he knew what Nania might be thinking.

"Wow."

"I don't think I can."

"Why?"

"Guys feet?" He showed his injured leg.

"It's okay, you can wear special shoes."

"What special shoes?"

"Specifically injured."

"Emang is?"

"Some, we'll have Regan bring it."

"Mmm .. I don't think so, I'm at home. It's gonna be complicated again …."

"No, I want you to come too. And it has to be me."

"But I'll be ashamed to meet people." 

"So why? Because you're injured?"

Nania nodded her head.

"Why would an injury like this embarrass you? Not a disgrace, not a bad thing. So you better come along."

The woman was silent.

"Wouldn't everyone know that I'm not single?" Daryl.

"They already know, only on the ngeyel only want to be just a few minutes."

Daryl chuckles. "That's why you should come, so that they don't dare to approach."

"Not sure."

"Trust. If they see my wife there, probably won't be too bold?"

"Times?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Hmm .. but I have no preparation. No clothes to go."

"Geez!" Daryl rolled his eyeballs. "What is in the dressing room? The one piled up in the closet, lined up on the hanger? You think mop?"

"I don't know what's right. What's the dresscode?"

"Only formal casual, so rather free. And the invitations are expected to be creative with their performances to attend this event."

"So free?"

"Yes, but in a sense not everyday clothes."

Nania laughed, "Well, is it time for a kayak event like a house dress?"

"Eat him."

"Mh …."

"So get ready for the afternoon."

"Okay, if that's it."

"Eating already?" Then Daryl switched to a tray that was almost empty.

"Udah."

"Well then." And the man took care of her, then took her out of the room.

Nania just let him do that. It was fun being served by my husband, she thought.

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"Aren't you gonna try playing here for a second?" Anandita removed the helmet from her head, then handed it to Arkhan.

"Fool around? Play time at home reading? Woe. I went to Bogor." The twin replied.

"Udah Papa says don't go to Bogor. Wasn't it horrified?"

"No."

"Oh, isn't that obvious?"

"No, I don't mean it, hahaha." The young man laughed as he parked his motorbike.

"Because Papa just found out." Anandita.

"No, not."

"Much more?"

"From me, is it not clear?"

"Eat him, once in the cake house."

"Not a weekend at home. Mending healing."

"But not the same as Galang?"

"Yes, my guy just went to Bogor."

"Ish, ngeyel if you say." Anandita pushed the back of her brother's head.

"Ann! No manners, I told you Mommy!" threaten Arkhan with a grouchy look.

"Sana sayin, Mama's son!" the girl's lips then ran into the reading house when she saw the annoyed look of her brother who almost spouted scolding at her. He knew that Arkhan would dislike it the most when he heard the name.

"Well, isn't there a Regan?" Then the girl looked around the house reading with a slight disappointment.

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