When Love Should Determine
Chapter 87

Hamzah fed Larissa with a fish dish she bought earlier. It was he who cooked the fish.

When he arrived home earlier, Hamzah told Larissa to immediately process the fish while it was still fresh. But when opening the bag Larissa crackle even screamed in fear. "Entik!!!," he threw the bag into any place.

Hearing Larissa's scream, Hamzah immediately ran over, afraid that something might happen to her. "What's up, Encus? Why are you shouting so loudly?."

"That, that fish," Larisa put her body together against Hamzah's, while her index finger pointed at the crackle bag she threw earlier.

Seeing the behavior of Hamzah's wife even looked confused. "What's wrong with the fish?."

"why is the fish still alive?."

"Of course it's still alive. It's called fresh fish."

"But I'm scared!."

"Fearful? Why?." Hamzah is confused to hear Larissa's answer.

"Move the motions of the time I hold. It feels like how it is," Larissa explained while being amused.

"So, you screamed just because of that?," Hamzah raised next to an eyebrow.

"I.ltya!."

Bursting laughter Hamzah heard the cause of his wife's scream. "Ha ha ha. So just because of that? I thought what was going on."

"Ish, I'm even being betrothed anyway," sheck Larissa was upset. She was scared to death but laughed at by her husband.

Not wanting his wife to get upset, Hamzah stopped laughing. "I'm sorry, ok!."

Larissa ignored Hamzah's apology and instead threw her face to the side.

Hamzah did not give up. He brought Larissa's body to face him. "Larissa's line, let me explain to you. If for medicine, of course must be fresh fish. That's why I bought the living. But when it was there, the fish that was sold was still alive all the hell."

"But I'm afraid of live fish, Entik. It feels ticklish how it is."

"If so let me clean all the fish for you. It just so happened that the mother of the seller had taught me how to cook it. Now you sit just sweet while watching television waiting for the fish to mature, ok!."

Larissa nodded and turned to the middle room. Hamzah was immediately struggling with kitchen utensils and fish he bought earlier.

It takes a little longer to cook. He never cooked all this time. Eventually, the fish matured as well.

Hamzah arranged the cooked fish on the plate. He cooked according to what the old fishmonger woman had taught him. Coupled with a plate of white rice that still reflects the smoke, he serves the results of his creation in front of Larissa. "Tara..the food is ready."

Seeing the food in front of him, Larissa suddenly became hungry. "It looks good. I'm trying it now, right?."

Larissa pinched a bit of fish meat and put it in her mouth. But when he was about to chew it, he suddenly vomited the food back. "Geek...."

Hamzah was surprised to see Larissa vomiting. "What's up, Encus? My cooking is not good, is it?" tanyanya's worried.

Larissa felt bad for Hamzah for spewing the food back. She had to work on cooking for him. But the food he made earlier did feel very strange on the tongue. "Sorry, Entik, it's not that I don't appreciate your cooking, but it's kind of weird."

"meaning?."

"Are you forgetful about salt?."

"It's not forgetfulness, but I didn't intentionally love salt earlier."

Larissa. "Oh that, it's worth it to be bland. It also smells very fishy. That's why I threw up."

"Why didn't you get salt?."

"that, huh?."

"Yes" replied Hamza. "Yes, continue to eat it."

"No way!," declined Larissa quickly.

"who, why don't you?."

"It finally feels bland. You know for yourself that I like salty foods."

Hamzah smiled shadyly. He tried to persuade his wife to eat it. "This time it's hard to eat, yeah. This is to speed up your recovery."

"No want! It doesn't taste good."

"The name is also for medicine, of course it tastes bad. If you want to taste good fruit juice," quipped Hamzah. "Udah ah, let's spit it out. Don't be like that little kid."

Larissa goiter because it was said to be like a child by her own husband. "I don't want to eat, period!."

Hamzah breathed a heavy sigh. Presumably persuading Larissa to eat would be harder than persuading their child.

"Larissa, beat me up!" He directed the wife's face to look her in the eyes. "You said you wanted to get well soon, and I strongly support that desire. That's why I tried so hard to get this fish."

Hamzah paused his speech for a moment and let Larissa think. "If now you don't want to eat it, then you don't appreciate all my efforts dong."

"It's not that, but...."

"You know for yourself, if I can't cook. But you see, I'm still trying to cook it, right? I did everything so you could get well."

Larissa was silent, thinking about all the words of her husband.

"Now eaten, huh? Let me take the bribe." Hamzah took the plate from his wife's hand and began to feed her. "Let's open his mouth!."

Larissa hesitated to accept Hamzah's bribe. He tried to resist by covering his mouth using both palms while shaking his head.

Seeing the stubborn nature of Larissa long-ago Hamzah was irritated as well. "Larissa, do you want to heal or not?."

Larissa replied with a nod of her head. "Then it's eaten too soon!."

Seeing her husband getting angry, inevitably Larissa finally opened her mouth.

"Well, that's dong. This is a good wife. Nurut with the words of the husband," said Hamzah as he smiled at the smile that Larissa replied with a smile as well.

Larissa did take a bribe from Hamzah, but she did not swallow it and left it in her mouth.

Know if the wife did not also chew food in the beginning Hamzah also reprimanded. "Valance....."

Although Hamzah rebuked just by calling his name, but Larissa could already interpret the meaning. She tried to persuade her husband by showing a face.

Hamzah was not affected in the least by the wife's face. He must be firm if he wants his wife to obey. "Do you want to heal, or not?" he asked Larissa, who nodded her head.

"Then the hunt is swallowed!." Larissa had to chew the food and swallow it.

With painstaking care Hamzah fed his wife. And although very forced but Larissa also swallowed the food until the toilet was not left.

"If from then on you think it's delicious," said Hamzah after his last mouthful.

Larissa smiled wryly at Hamzah's comments. " If it wasn't for the sake of being forced, I wouldn't want to eat that food" inner Larissa.

Hamzah brought the dish from Larissa's meal back and back again while carrying a glass in the hand that I don't know what it contains. Then he thrust the glass towards Larissa. "Now you drink this!."