Sincerity of Love JONATHAN
139. No need to scratch people's husbands

"Oh .. But can Auntie see the toast first, Yum?" asked Mami Yeri who looked curious, looking at the bushel that Yumna was holding.

"Of course you can dong, Tan." Yumna smiled, then opened the top row cover.

He also took one of his toast pieces and showed it to Mami Yeri. Inside are pieces of strawberry fruit mixed by cheese grater and sprinkling series.

In addition to the contents that look delicious, the appearance of toast is clearly much different from the ordinary toast belonging to Syifa. It is just bread.

Yumna's toast was more evenly cooked and beautiful, nothing was burnt, even when Mami Yeri saw some other bread. Which is still in the bushel.

'Look great, far from the toast my daughter-in-law made, ' Inner Mami Yeri who reflexively gulped.

"But, Tan ... That's the roti gosong that Aunt holds?" asked Yumna who was staring at the plate in Mami Yeri's hand.

"None you say! What scorched bread? It's toast!" joe's spray that seemed unacceptable, his eyes glared. That's all because again the toast is loaded with burnt bread. But it's true gosong.

Soon, he took the plate in Mami Yeri's hand. Then take a quick step and bring her back to the dining room.

"Come in, Yum. Aunty will try your homemade bread," invited Mami Yeri who looks so friendly. He closes the door and immediately embraces Yumna's shoulder, then invites her to step together following Joe in the dining room.

"Yumna ..," muttered Syifa who looked surprised, seeing the presence of the uninvited guest. Especially with her appearance wearing a mini skirt model umbrella, really makes her eyes hurt. 'Why did he come here so early in the morning? Want what?' his mind is already gone first.

'Waduh ... why does Aunt Yumna use events come all? It's not good for Mommy's feelings, Robert's inner self. He stared sinisterly at Yumna, but instantly changed his eyes when he glanced at Syifa.

"For Syifa, Robert ...," Yumna greeted kindly and a smile on her lips. "It just so happens that you're already at the dinner table. Come have breakfast together, I bring a lot of toast and my own specials." With the pedenya Yumna immediately took the empty plate on the table, then arranged the six pieces of toast he took in his two-stacking bushel.

"The taste, no doubt. It must be delicious," he added, who immediately put one of the pieces of toast to Joe's plate. The man was seen chewing the toast in his hand. Syifa's toast. "Byok tasting, Brother, I would be very happy if you want to taste my cooking." Both of Yumna's cheeks looked flushed, she also looked timid.

'What the fuck is he?' syifa's wrath in the heart. The rumbling instantly burst out within, and the reflexes of both of his hands clenched firmly.

Certainly, what was done and the attitude of Yumna— provoked Syifa's emotions.

Joe grabs his plate, the intention of the heart wanting to push forward. For there was no desire for him to eat the bread of Yumna. Here surely he will keep Syifa's feelings.

However, before the plate was pushed, Syifa pushed it first.

"I'm sorry, but you don't have to give breakfast to my husband. Because he is currently having breakfast," he said, sounding resolute.

"Syifa, you can't like that!" Mami Yeri called out, and visible from her eyes—she defended the woman beside her. "Yumna is a guest and her intentions are good. He wanted to have breakfast and bring us breakfast. We should have appreciated him" he added, pushing Joe's plate back closer.

"Reserve?" Syifa looked at Mami Yeri with a confused look. His face also looked red. Between sad and upset, raging into one. "Obviously he himself does not appreciate me, Mi," added Syifa who immediately gave a look of guts to Yumna. The woman is now sitting next to Joe. "He should have seen that Aa was having breakfast. Why do you want to have breakfast again?"

"It's wrong, huh, Fa?" Yumna. It turned out that he dared to fight as well. "I'll just ask Brother Joe to taste my cooking."

"But you—"

He looks like he's been bathing and dressed. His eyes looked directly at the table, at Yumna's toast.

"This, Pi, the Syifa ... Yumna's coming to see you with toast for all of us, but when Joe says the chip just can't? Totally overprotective .. yes, right?" Mami Yeri complained to her husband. Which will obviously side with him.

"Syifa, you can't be too restless Joe dong. It's just a tasting toast, time just—"

"Bapi is just a chip. I don't want to," Joe cut quickly as he looked at his Papa. He did not want to be silent, seeing his wife was cornered. It is just toast. "Syifa's bread was delicious enough to fill my stomach" he added, directly devouring the last bite of his wife's toast.

Papi Paul immediately pulled up the chair beside Robert, then sat down and took a piece of bread that belonged to Yumna for him to devour.

"How does it feel, Om? What's delicious?" yumna asked enthusiastically, looking at Papi Paul who was chewing.

"Nob." Papi Paul nodded, then smiled looking at Yumna.

"Clearly good, Pi. Yumna's a good cook. Different from our daughter-in-law," great-grandson Mami Yeri who looks to be a stove. He also pointed towards the Syifa-made toast with a petty look. "It was Syifa, you know, Pi. Just look at the look. Don't make lust."

Paul looked there. His lips were gaping to speak, but were defeated quickly by Robert.

"You can't say that!" sergeant Robert looked angry. Since then he was silent and only noticed, but long ago also upset. Moreover, seeing Syifa's face that turned into a sad. "If Mommy can't cook .. means this toast is raw! Obviously here the bread is not raw, even delicious and make Robert addicted!"

"It's definitely not raw, a charlatan. How the hell are you, Rob," kekeh Mami Yeri who looks still happy to be teased. But what he did really hurt Syifa's feelings. "You can't lie either. Say good when the original is not. Aye, right?"

"Well, did Robert lie? Robert's honest!" robert was loud. His chest seemed to rise and fall as it had started to get emotional.

"Son .. It's okay," Syifa replied as she shook her head. Staring at Robert. "Mommy can't cook. What Oma said was true." All he did was to keep Robert and Mami Yeri from fighting. Especially because of him.

"But, Mom, Oma looks—"

"Yang ...," said Joe who cut off Robert's speech. He looked at the face of his wife who was already looking teary. "You take Robert to the room to get ready. We're going back to Indonesia now, huh?"

"Why go home, brother?" asked Yumna who looked surprised. But his hand could not he conditioned, because he dared to hold Joe's hand directly. "Why so bad? It was just yesterday Brother to Korea."

"Well, why, huh?!" syifa snapped out in emotion again. He also immediately brushed off the rough hands of Yumna from Joe's hands, and stood in their midst to block her. Worried that she would touch her husband again. "Please dong, Yum, you're a guest here .. so there's no need to itch with people's husbands!"

"What do you mean say I'm itching, Fa?" Yumna opened her eyes, looking pensively at Syifa. Obviously he did not accept, he said so. "Who's itchy? No, yeah!"

"Obviously you're the one who's itching!" syifa shouted blaringly. It was so tight he said it that the whole room was buzzing hearing his voice. "Have I not seen enough of you holding Aa's hand?" Syifa's index finger pointed at Yumna's face. "He's my husband! Are you blind, Yumna?!"

"Just kid!" Yumna immediately stood up and ruffled her waist. He feels challenged here. "You're not a teacher, are you? Who said role models? How can your mouth be like school? How dare you say I'm itchy and blind! You are clearly blind here!" he added a loud shout that was as adorable as Syifa's voice. He also pushed the headscarf woman's chest in front of him, thus making Syifa take a few steps back.

...It's getting more intense, isn't it? 🤣...