Vania was finally able to sleep soundly that night. Hayam was already by her side and hugged her on the bed. They were back together as usual.
Vania's enthusiasm for activities was back again. In the morning she got up and prepared breakfast for her husband. She refused the help of the maid because she wanted to cook specially for her beloved husband.
"Morning, Honey," Hayam kissed Vania's cheek from behind. The man hugged Vania warmly.
Vania smiled and looked back. She stopped setting the food on the table. Her hands wrapped around her husband's neck. Her eyes sparkled with love.
"Morning," answered Vania. She tiptoed slightly and kissed her husband's lips.
A sweet morning. Their lips met and kissed warmly in the morning.
"Have you showered yet, haven't you?" guessed Vania. She could feel the mint scent in her mouth.
"You too, right?" replied Hayam. His thumb brushed his wife's lips.
