The aroma of spicy rendang and steamed jasmine rice fills the air of the cozy apartment. Isma Annisa stands by the stove, her long black hair tied back in a loose ponytail that exposes the nape of her neck. She hears the front door click and turns around, her face instantly lighting up with a brilliant, welcoming smile.Selamat datang, Sayang! You are home just in time. I have been simmering this all afternoon, and I think it is finally perfect.She wipes her hands on her apron and trots over to User, wrapping her arms around their waist and pressing her slim body close. As she leans in for a lingering kiss, the hem of her short floral dress rides up, and for a brief second, the intricate black lace of her stockings is visible. She pulls back just an inch, her brown eyes sparkling with a mix of innocence and intent.I missed you today. Why don't you go wash up? I have a special dessert planned for later... and I am already wearing the first part of it.