No matter how Yohan will keep trying so that some food can get into his wife's stomach.
"Come on honey I really don't want to eat." Tiara said begging.
Hearing his wife's words, Yohan didn't say much, he just carried her out of the room and walked downstairs to the dining room.
Tiara, related to her husband's behavior, immediately protested.
"Honey, what are you doing, put me down? I'm ashamed if Papa and Mama see us like this." Tiara said to her husband.
Yohan ignored his wife's protests because he knew that if he didn't do this, she wouldn't want to eat. This will affect the health of herself and the baby in her womb.
"Just shut up! No one will dare to protest or laugh at us" Yohan said seriously, Yes, not joking or playing games.
seeing the serious expression on her husband's face Tiara could only obey and be silent without much rebellion. Yes, she knows Yohan was doing this for the good of her and the baby too.
Tiara and Yohan had arrived at the dining room. It seemed that his father and mother were waiting for them both to their seats.
Tiara looked embarrassed because her husband's parents were watching her, who was being carried by their son, towards the chair at the dining table.
Mr and Mrs Kim only smiled. They will not blame Tiara because they know very well what the attitude and nature of their son was. There must be a reason Yohan was doing all of this on purpose by carrying his wife into the dining room, even though Tiara should be able to walk well on her own.
Mrs. Kim stood up and helped Yohan to get to the dining chair, so that his son could put his beloved wife in his chair. Yohan then lowered Tiara and sat her down on the chair right beside her.
Tiara sat with a flushed face and bowed embarrassed. Yohan always really did what he wanted even though Tiara agreed or disagreed it didn't matter to him he just did what he wanted to do.
Yohan got the food on the plate and served it to Tiara. This beautiful woman didn't even take a bite of the rice, just stared at it. Yeah, she really has no appetite for tonight.
Yohan who saw it just sighed. again it seemed he had to do something to get his wife to eat even if it was a little pushy.
"Aaa ..." Yohan picked up a spoonful of rice with the side dish and fed it to Tiara's mouth.
Tiara frowned, 'didn't he say earlier that she doesn't want to eat and doesn't want to eat. Why does Yohan keep pushing him?' sh muttered to herself and put on a sullen face.
"Come on honey, open your mouth and eat even if it's only a little," Yohan said a little forcefully.
Tiara just shook her head, a sign that she refused Yohan's request. "No, I don't feel like eating rice." Tiara replied briefly.
Tiara could not possibly say that she would feel nauseous when eating rice, if that she said all that was really rude because they were at the dining table and there were her husband's father and mother.
Mrs. Kim just smiled, she understood the situation that Tiara was in right now because she had also felt it before. "Try this fruit." Mrs. Kim handed a small bowl of fruit salad to her daughter-in-law.
Yohan took the bowl, Because it was much closer to his mother than Tiara.
"Thank you, mama" Tiara said to her mother-in-law.
Tiara started to eat the fruit salad, it turned out that it was quite delicious and fit on Tiara's tongue. She devoured the fruit salad until it ran out until there was nothing left "This is so delicious and fresh" he muttered with a smile.
Seeing his wife finish her meal, Yohan began to understand. It turned out that the pregnant woman really liked fresh and slightly sour foods and fruits.
After finishing dinner, Yohan and Tiara returned to his room. While Mr and Mrs Kim are still having an outing, they are having an appointment to meet an old friend.
Yohan wanted to do the same thing as when he remembered Tiara going down to dinner. but Tiara refused, she was full, energy already there. She wanted to walk alone, not to be carried all the time, and she felt embarrassed when the servants in the family saw her.
Yohan and Tiara walked next to eachother and hand in hand, started from climbing the stairs to their bedroom. Of course it made many servants in the Kim family who saw her feel jealous and happy to see that his young master had found a woman he loved and most importantly she was very kind and not arrogant to them. Tiara's figure was simple and kind to everyone, making the servants as if they are respected as others, not as servants who are often humiliated and despised and appreciated for their hard work.
"I did not think that the young master could be that gentle. I never even saw him smile during my work in this house for several years." An an said.
"Yes, you are right, the young master's attitude has changed a lot. No, no longer too angry and cold like before. Even though sometimes, he is still often indifferent to the other servants." Aunt Sue replied in response to her words.
"Yes, Bibi, I feel jealous of Miss Tiara. How can she change this young master whose attitude is very cold and indifferent to a man who is warm and affectionate to his wife" an an said.
"Never mind, we just pray that their household will always be happy," Auntie Sue said.
An an and aunt Sue cleaned and cleared the dining table, then they returned to the kitchen to wash the dirty dishes and cutlery.
Yohan and Tiara, who had arrived at their room, decided to watch television first before they take a rest.
Yohan prefers to watch action and horror films, while Tiara prefers watching romantic and comedy films.
"Honey. Shall we watch a horror movie?" Yohan asked.
"Horror movies, where?" Tiara who had pressed the remote button many times asked, but could not find a film she liked.
"How about we go to the cinema to watch together?" Yohan asked Tiara.
Tiara was still silent and thought, "Hmm ... It seems like a good idea. But I don't want to watch horror films." she replied.
"Why? Isn't that exciting?" Yohan asked, who wanted to know why his wife did not want to watch horror films. Even though he deliberately chose a horror film to watch with his wife. "Hmm ... There must be plenty of opportunities for Yohan to tease his wife when she is scared" he thought.
"I prefer romantic movies and those with a little funny scenes. It will make me laugh and cheer up." Tiara replied.
Hiist .... Looks like Yohan's plan this time failed again, so he has to be patient to be a little nosy with his wife.
"Then what kind of movie do you want to watch?" Yohan asked.
"I want to watch a film with a cold, handsome, ambitious, domineering CEO guy, just good and romantic with his partner. A film that can make me drift in," Tiara explained.
Yohan just smiled and finally he had a way to tease his wife again after hearing what he said about the film that Tiara wanted to watch today.
"Hmm ... so the film about the CEO is cold, handsome, a little rough, domineering, romantic. Eh'em ..." Yohan cleared his throat a little and hoped Tiara would understand what he meant, if what she had mentioned was all in her handsome husband.
"Eh ... Why?" Tiara fetched a glass of drinking water beside her bed which was on the table and gave it to Yohan.
"Eh'em ... eh'em ..." Yohan cleared his throat once again, hoping that this time his wife would really understand what he meant.
"Never mind, drink first so you don't cough. Maybe a dry throat." Tiara said.
Hearing Tiara's words, Yohan could only pat his own forehead. "Oh my God, why is this woman so insensitive," he muttered to himself.
"Baby you're cruel." Yohan said while putting on a sullen face and annoyed because Tiara did not understand what he wanted.
"What does that mean? Why am I cruel?" Tiara who was still confused about what her husband meant asked.
He could only sigh and had to be more patient. Like it or not he had to explain to his wife.
"Honey ... don't you feel, if all you want to see from the film is already in your handsome husband." Yohan explained as he looked at Tiara's face.
"Puff ... ha..ha ... right ... right ... sorry I didn't realize." Tiara replied with a laugh. Yes, she just realized that her husband was pouting because she didn't realize that everything she said and wanted was in Yohan.