Will be Beautiful Later
Chapter 115

"I'm aja, Bi. Dio's got milk mixed,"

"What do you mean mixed, Mba?"

"Yes he wants the same white milk chocolate mixed into one,"

Auntie chuckles at Shena's words. At first he was a bit hard to believe but seeing Shena actually mixing chocolate milk and vanilla into one, then Auntie believed one hundred percent.

"Eh really mixed it turns out,"

"Surely, Mba. He's the one who wants this,"

"Nob as well as if mixed, Mba,"

"But what's not strange, I ask to be mixed. I've never tried it myself" said Shena.

“Try to know how it feels, Mba. I said it was delicious because before mixed also the milk is delicious. If mixed it may be more delicious and taste so diverse. Not just one taste but two,"

Shena chuckled like she didn't want to make it, afraid she didn't like it and the end was thrown away. He'll taste a little Dio's milk later.

The clink between the spoon and the glass makes Dio impatient to sip milk made by Shena. He asked Shena in a rather loud voice.

"Darling, the milk's all right?"

"Surely patient,"

"It's very impatient," grumbled Shena who became the material of Auntie's hardness. Shena's funny when she's grumbling pissed at her husband. Instead of being really fierce angry, it is better to grumble slowly.

Shena immediately brought the glass of milk she had made to the dining table. Dio's eyes immediately sparkled at the warm drink in front of him.

"Wuih, it's done. Thanks, baby,"

"Sama-sama, try it first to taste good or not,"

Dio nodded and without being told twice he immediately sipped the milk. He nodded and raised his thumb.

"Enak's really saying me,"

"What flavor?"

"The taste of milk mixed. Vanilla's like Chocolate,"

"Look, it feels like nana-nano" Dio said with a big smile. He immediately offered the milk to his wife who immediately shook her head.

"No want to? good to know, honey,"

"No ah, I'm afraid you're lying, I'm curious about how it feels but I'm afraid it's not really good that I'll be nauseous again,"

"What are you nauseous about again? because of the eggs?"

"No, if that was because of the smell of cooking that but only a moment of nausea. I'm making hot tea, right away,"

"O Allah, are you sick again? why didn't you say it?"

"Yes, why also say later you become anxious,"

"It has to be the same story as me,"

Shena brought the glass of milk to her husband again. "I don't want to be afraid it feels weird,"

"It's not weird, honey, it's a good guy. If you don't want to, I won't understand. I'm afraid it's like an egg,"

"I tried, though,"

Dio laughed at his wife's stability. Just said no, now he wants to try it maybe because he is really curious.

Shena tasted the milk and it did not taste as bad as she imagined.

"Eh, it's delicious, it turns out,"

"Well, don't believe it. Good thing I tried, right, so no money,"

"Have we had a drink together,"

"No ah, I just want to try it,"

"It's for me everything,"

Dio immediately sipped until it was gone without a single drop. Shena smiled happily at the milk she made Dio spent.