2 Flower Stalks
Lunches

Insha was already downstairs about to meet Hanafi who was going to do lunch. Sayup-sayup he heard Hanafi jokes with his aides.

jeez I forgot where the dining room was.I didn't pay much attention earlier.but it was like the sound of a mas han..

Insha tried to find the source of her voice and finally it was seen that Hanafi was sitting at the dining table next to her there were 3 servants who seemed to be humbling with her.

that's it mas han.why is there anything strange to see mas han with others.let alone a woman.huhh.what do you think Insha they are caring for mas han all this time..heart please don't stir like this..

Insha stepped steadily closer with footsteps that were not heard by anyone..

"hemm.hemm.."

mbak Risna began to tease with a throbbing glance at Hanafi when he knew the arrival of Insha from afar.

"new bride.."

he whispered again but could still be heard by everyone.

"huush you don't make miss so embarrassed.."

mbak Fatimah responded by slightly pushing Risna's shoulders awkwardly by herself with this one co-worker.

"Miss let's eat first must be madam hungry.."

bude walked and pulled a chair near Hanafi.

Hanafi was no less quickly he turned his head since there was a person who was beating hard earlier realized a person in waiting finally appeared as well.

Unceasingly he stared at Insha who was walking closer and closer to him. She wears a long, calm dress with all parts of the body perfectly covered.

Insha looked graceful and more beautiful she made.

wear any clothes why you look beautiful.especially with that dress you look more beautiful only.hemm I will buy more for you..

Insha sat beside Hanafi, while the 3 people passed by and prepared food in the kitchen right next to the dining table.

"emm mas han's.."

the one on the call had already seen enthusiastically listening to his follow-up sentence without making a sound.

"What did you do.."

"I'm sitting here looking at you.."

"That's not what I meant.."

it's wrong yes my question.see his face why look at me like that.but mas han looks so sweet..

"Then.."

"Did you buy all the clothes from the store yesterday.."

"No.."

"Then why is it all in the closet, and this includes.."

"I don't buy all Insha, I just buy the latest models from them.."

"It's the same thing.."

her face pouted with her husband's answer that seemed to consider all things as flicking a finger.

"Why don't you like it. I'll replace it with another model.you just tell me what kind of dress model you like.."

"Well, I don't like it ..really.."

can-can mas han bought all the clothes in the store yesterday if until I answered do not like.can be more complicated later.ahh why I asked the hell earlier..

the atmosphere became silent only the sound of kitchen equipment that was there was heard, but the one here did not stop with his new activities looking closely at his wife.

While the one in view was just speechless and blushed shyly made.

All the food has been served, the steam of delicious food billows everywhere.Tak forgot they serve the mandatory food for this house from now on, namely dry fried chicken and also sambal their favorite food Miss new.

After serving the food they immediately passed away, Hanafi felt strange with the sight .Usually Hanafi ate with them at the same table, because he never differentiated their status, he considered them as a family even though he still gave them a salary every month.

they all turned their heads but for a few seconds of silence no one answered just by looking at each other.

"We're going to den's room.." Finally, Miss Ririn opened her voice.

"Why, have you eaten.."

"Later we will eat after the aden is finished, right now there is a lady who accompanies.."

There was a sadness on Hanafi's face however he did not want to change the habits that were already in his house, he also could not bear if the aides had to eat with leftover food from him even though the cuisine in the main house must always be a lot and excess. Hanafi looked at Insha as if he wanted them to eat together.

"Insha do you mind if they eat with us.."

ask her with a hopeful face.

"Of course not mas han.I'm glad we eat a lot of food than just the two of us. besides who will spend this much food.."

smiling brightly and now alternately looking at their servants who stood in his place earlier.

"Come on Risna, take Fatimah and bude.ayo eat with us.."

Hanafi smiled proudly as he looked on the good side of his wife who was always friendly to everyone.

At first glance they looked at each other and seemed hesitant to step up, but when Hanafi began to stare with a look of disappointment, they rushed to walk over and sit on the remaining seats.

"That donk let's eat.."

They all ate in silence, but not with Hanafi he devoured his food while stealing glances at his wife, who of course was not aware of Insha.

**

Now Hanafi and Insha have been sitting on a soft sofa while watching a large television in front of him.

the two of them sat side by side but did not cling to each other.

"Mas han's.."

trying to eliminate the awkwardness created.

"May I ask you something.."

"Yes of course.."

"What mbak Risna, mbak Fatimah and also bude are always here.."

"They're always here, why don't you feel uncomfortable.."

"No mas.I'm happy with all of them.they're so nice to me.."

"If you feel that something is uncomfortable just tell me. Don't mind this is also your home now.."

"That's not what I want to ask mas ..I mean what if one of them comes home, do they have the same day off.."

"They've never been anywhere Insha.."

in a thin smile

"I mean.."

"This is where they come home.."

"They don't have a house I mean mas han"

looking at Hanafi with a face full of question marks.

"Well, there's no place for them to come home except here.."

sighed deeply and looked at Insha who was still waiting for her answer again.

"I'm grateful that they're in my life, they're like family to me.."

we both have a dark past Insha.hatiku feels sliced if you remember it..

Seriate...