Khalid shook his head. He didn't mind cooking spaghetti at all, but he didn't want to be sick. Amira ran out of energy due to lack of nutrition. He knew his in-laws would question his ability to look after Amira if he followed his wife's wishes.
"I'm fine if you refuse, Love. You can buy me good food outside. I know you won't want to serve me spaghetti right?"
Khalid put his hand on Amira's mouth to stop her from speaking and doubting his abilities. Khalid wished he could be someone who would please his wife and family, but right now he really needed Amira's understanding.
"Honey, please don't ever think that I don't want to cook spaghetti! I am just worried that you are undernourished. After being hospitalized, let alone your condition due to poisoning, I must take care of you so it doesn't get worse. Remember the toxins that are in your body are still not all out. I am afraid that later there will be contraindications to the food you just ate."
