Ren's POV...
"Good morning, darling." I greet, laying the morning newspaper on the kitchen table.
"Good morning to you too. Have you had breakfast yet?"
"No, I was waiting to have it with my lovely wife," I replied, getting up from my seat and walking over to where she stood by the sink.
"I'll get started cooking us a lovely breakfast then. What would you like to eat this morning?" Hina asked after washing her hands.
"Surprise me," I replied, pulling her into my arms and kissing her on the forehead. The loud ringing of my cell phone interrupted the intimate make-out session we were having.
Hina let out a loud huff and stepped out of my embrace as soon as I said, "hello, mom" into the phone. She snatched open the fridge and began to rummage through it angrily. I've always known that Hina and my mom didn't get along, but I've never seen her openly show her dislike of my mom to my face.
"Breakfast... this morning? Hold on, I'll ask her." Before I could even open my mouth to ask, Hina shook her head no vigorously. "Mom, I'll call you back in a little bit," I tell her before ending the call. "Why don't you want to have breakfast with my mom, Hina?"
"Babe, it's not that I don't want to have breakfast with my dear old mother-in-law, it's just that I've already made plans to hang out with my mom today."
"For some reason, I get the feeling that you're not being honest with me."
"I really do have plans with my mom today. Mom, Mina, and I are having a spa day today." She says while cracking four eggs in a medium white bowl.
"What time do you want to meet with Ms. Lambert today?" I asked, changing the subject. I didn't feel like getting into a heated argument this early in the morning.
"You can invite her over to our house for dinner tonight at 6:30."
"Why at our house? Why not have her meet us at a restaurant or some other place?" I washed one cup of brown rice, then poured it into the rice cooker while waiting for her to answer my question.
"Because I would feel better having this conversation in the comfort of our home instead of having it somewhere out in public among strangers." She explained at the same time placing two slices of honey wheat bread in the toaster. "Do you want one slice of bacon or two?" She then asked me.
"Three," I replied, starting up the espresso coffee machine. I grabbed two plates, forks, spoons, and coffee mugs out of the cabinet then set them on the table. "Are you certain that you don't want to think about this decision a little longer or search for another candidate?" I asked, after slicing up an apple in a small bowl placing it in the center of the of the table.
"Yeah, I'm sure," Hina replied while scrambling the eggs in a pan and frying four pieces of turkey bacon in a second one.
"Alright, I'll have Ms. Lambert come to our house at 6:30," I tell her while filling our coffee mugs with coffee.
"Do you remember my best friend Hiroto Yamada?" Hina asked after we both sat at the table.
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In The Middle
RomansaAll Ari wanted was to make enough money to pay for her mom heart surgery. All Ren wanted was the chance to save his wife life and his marriage. Hina desired to have something she wasn't destined to have.
