Why I Moved Into a Novel
Don't cook anymore.

After the soup with his recipe was finished, Mahira took him to the room.

Reyvan opened his eyes when he heard the door open.

Reyvan turned the reclining position into sitting leaning on the headboard, he looked at Mahira.

"His soup is ready."

Reyvan smiled, he waited for his beautiful wife to feed him.

Mahira sat down beside Reyvan and stirred the steaming soup.

"It smells good." Reyvan praised.

Mahira smiled, she took a spoonful of soup and blew it away for a while.

"Yes..."

with a single hap, the soup in the spoon has moved into Reyvan's mouth.

"My wife is very good at cooking." Reyvan raised Mahira's hand and wanted to kiss her, but her gaze fell on the wound on Mahira's finger that had been wrapped.

Mahira immediately took back her hand, she hid it behind her back.

Reyvan frowned disliking it.

"Mahira. Show me your hand let me see it,".

" I-it's just a little cut, I'm fine." Mahira still refuses to show it to Reyvan

"One. two.ti-"

Mahira thrusts her hand out. "this,"

Reyvan pulled Mahira's hand gently, seeing from his dressing his wound was not too serious, but still his heart ached for it.

Reyvan. "Don't cook anymore, let the chef do it."

Mahira felt the warmth in her heart flowing through every corner inside, she smiled then nodded in agreement. Reyvan was satisfied with his wife's obedience.

"Let's feed me again." Pinta Reyvan with a spoiled voice.

Mahira nodded, she fed Reyvan and occasionally rubbed the tip of her lips. Reyvan is not picky about food, he will eat whatever his wife gives him.

After finishing his soup, Mahira gave Reyvan some medicine and told the man to rest.

"Darling, accompany me to sleep." Reyvan.

Mahira nodded. "But I have to keep the old bowl after that I'll be back." Answer Mahira.

"Nl..."

Mahira came out of the room and kept the used bowl in the wash.

Mahira goes to the living room and sees her two mothers are watching a singing talent show on television, the warmth of the family makes Mahira happy, he closed the door of the living room and returned to Reyvan's room accompanying the man to rest.

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Black Dark Headquarters.

"Lean get me the important documents in drawer five." Daren ruled without raising her head, she was so busy reading.

Lean didn't take long to get what the man wanted, she gently placed the documents on the table.

Daren only raised his head after Lean stood beside him.

"Did Trach find my mother's whereabouts?"

Lean nodded. "Trach said the madam went to Miss Mahira's house,"

Daren nodded, he no longer said anything.

"Boss, I'm back at work."

"Umhhh... "

Lean left Daren, the atmosphere was quiet again and only the sound of paper was behind. Not long after Lean left, Daren closed the documents, he looked up while closing his eyes.

As Mahira's face flashed through his mind, Daren felt that there were many differences between the former and the present Mahira, but the suspicion was broken with the results of the DNA test he did was silent.

Daren opens his eyes and searches for something in his desk drawer, Daren finally finds a hairpin he made for Mahira. When there are several strands of Mahira's hair left, Daren does a DNA test and the results match Mahira's father, there mention they are father and son.

But why his feelings always say he's not his Mahira.

"Arrggghhh...." Daren rubbed his face rudely in frustration.

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At the Daguezze Mansion Vanilla was drowning on the sofa, he was fed up with the play of the temple to get along with Karina the poisonous snake woman, seeing her face alone Vanilla had wanted to claw blindly.

The waiter delivers cold orange juice to Mahira and Karina, a pot of tea for Reyvan's grandmother.

"Great master is back or not?" Grandma asked.

"Not Madam" said the butler politely.

Grandma became upset and kept calling for dissatisfaction to every family member who left the house.

"Vanilla, for tonight you're staying at this house."

"Ukhukkk..ukhukkk...." Vanilla almost spewed orange juice in her mouth.

She was fed up of seeing Karina's face and her pretense, but she had to get stuck again and again.

"grandmother. Grandpa will definitely come home," Vanilla said as a consolation.

Grandma Reyvan grunts. "Your grandfather won't come back, he must be in another villa."

Vanilla of course knows very well the nature of his grandfather who does not like chaos, especially his grandmother often makes a scene at all times.

"Maybe grandpa wants to calm down." Comment Vanilla.

Grandma Reyvan riding apitam. "Want to be calm from what, all this time I was always nice and did not make a fuss, but your grandfather always acted as if I was screaming every minute.

Grandmom. You are indeed like that, I do not see on any side the calmness that you mentioned. Inner Vanilla.

Vanilla did not want to comment, she left the living room and went to the room she used to live in if she stayed in this house.

Arriving in the room. Vanilla dropped her tired body..

"Akhhh, why am I stuck in this place...."

Vanilla rolls over unsettled, she picks up the phone and sends a message to Mahira.

Vanilla: (Mahira, are you there?")

Mahira:(Yeah. What's up?)

Vanilla: (Huhuhu.... I'm stuck in the Daguezze Mansion. My grandfather seemed to go to calm himself down in the mountain villa)

Mahira: (Grandmother quarreled with grandfather?)

**Vanilla: (Looks like that's the case. Grandma told me to stay the night, she complained how much everyone left her alone.)

Mahira: (Spirit of carrying out new tasks😊😊😊*)

Vanilla doesn't believe Mahira's best friend doesn't even sympathize over her suffering, she casually says her spirit. Vanilla is very emotional, her hard work feels unappreciated.

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Afternoon...

Reyvan woke up naturally, he saw Mahira who was still sleeping beside him, his lips were smiling, Reyvan was getting rid of the bangs blocking part of his face, he was shrinking the space between his eyebrows.

Mahira frowned, slowly her eyes opened. The first thing Mahira saw was Reyvan's handsome face with curvy lips smiling.

"Are you awake?" Mahira's voice raspy.

Reyvan again kissed Mahira.

"Am I bothering you? If you are still sleepy, continue to sleep." Reyvan said.

Mahira shook her head.

"It's late afternoon, I have to take a shower."

Reyvan smiled mischievously. "Let's take a shower."

Mahira releases Reyvan's hand. "I'm showering myself."

Reyvan pursed his lips acting like a child. "We're husband and wife, what's wrong with us taking a bath together."

Mahira pushes her holigan husband. "No. You're sick,"

Reyvan refuses to release Mahira.

"Darling, help me take a shower."

"Type."

"Darling my back, my hands are not up."

"No."

Reyvan continues to persuade and Mahira continues to resist, they stop after Reyvan easily takes Mahira from the bed to the bathroom.

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When Dinner Mahira refused to talk to Reyvan, his anger from earlier this afternoon was still burning and the man who made the mistake shamelessly acted as if nothing had happened.

"Mahira, why is your face so pale, your lips are also swollen are you canker sores?" Ask Reyvan's mother.

Mahira closed her lips, her eyes glaring sharply at the troublemaker holigan who was busy enjoying dinner.

Madam Nera pulled Reyvan's hand and whispered.

"It's a young man's business."

Reyvan's mother, she forgot one thing....

"Hehe. I don't remember."

Nera's mother shook her head in amusement.

In an invisible corner Nela noticed the four people who were engrossed in enjoying dinner, the girl's expression was full of hatred, she looked at Mahira as if she could burn him with such a stare.

Mahira who felt someone watching her turned her head but there was no one.

I should have been in that position by now, sitting happily and enjoying dinner with Reyvan. Inner Nela.