Adventure Love Honey And Abhizar
Breakfasted

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"Bhi, please bring grandma glasses," Mas Abhipun took the glasses for her beloved grandmother and sat down in front of grandma.

"Where wife, grandma has not had a chance to talk yesterday," said the middle-aged woman.

"Honey's in the kitchen, grandma. He said he wanted to make grandma breadtalk style," said Abhi.

The old woman did not answer just nodded her head while looking out, because her sitting position was facing the window that was opening. Before long I approached by thrusting bread ala breadtalk made me. For some reason, suddenly the thought of wanting to make bread kangen when the past was still with my mother we always made bread to trade my sister Ririn at school. Over time the bread also evolved into a more attractive bread and with a variety of flavors.

"Mother, it's eaten pretty good for breakfast before everything else is ripe, and here's the tea." I split the bread containing the srika slice and placed it on a plate which Grandma then received.

It was like being in a master chef contest when the half-century-plus woman tasted the bread I made from dawn to eat special flour to make bread until I kneaded and got into print I made it.

"More precisely don't want it to reach Ayesha who is always in front," I cried in my heart.

"Son, like the bread in the cafes,"

"Yes..! I finally got the grades from Grandma Mas Abhi. Of course it must be delicious, because when I was working in a cafe I was the one who believed to make empty bread and fill." Feeling victorious because at that time Aisyah had just reached the main house to help prepare breakfast for grandma.

"Cobain's shit, good." When Grandma offered Aisyah the bread of Abhipun mas helped Aisyah get her to taste the bread I made. "Now, try Honey's bread." Aisyahpun opened and tasted my bread. He nodded in acceptance that my bread was delicious.

"But eating bread every day is not bad for health. What is Abhi's breakfast bread every day?" chirps Aisyah followed by granny who immediately furrowed her brows after hearing Aisyah speak like that as if asking for a definite answer to her granddaughter.

"Of course not every day, Abhi made breakfast with Abhi's wife with a different menu." I was impressed with the Abhi mas who defended me, but more often when I woke up Abhi had gone to work.Indeed always I prepared breakfast if by chance the Abhi mas a bit during the day went, even then the ingredients are at home, such as fried rice, white rice plus egg ceplok, sometimes or sandwich bread.

The big grandmother nodded her head while Aisyah opened her eyes at me as if she had lost because she had not managed to corner me in front of them.

I don't want to talk a lot to go to the kitchen and prepare the breakfast I made for grandma. There is beans rice that I once ate first in one of the Taiwanese restaurants when eating dinner with Lia, I also cook fried chicken together, fried sambal, and also pepes tofu. Grandma, Mas Abhi, father-in-law, and also Aisyah was a little surprised by the menu that was served just for breakfast so much.

"Well, breakfast this time the menu is luxurious, it has been 2 months we do not eat as luxurious as this taste in warteg." Mr. Kiayi immediately sat down and turned over the available dishes on the table. I send one by one rice to the plates of grandma, old, and Abhi mas except Aisyah.

"Don't want me to sendoki rice to him, will have my own hands alone," Now I'm the one who starts to open my eyes to him.

"Well, why don't we eat breakfast together here together," Kiayi sir told Aisyah to sit down and have breakfast together, but Aisyah refused because she had breakfast earlier with the santriwati child.

Aisha went away and we had breakfast, many compliments which they gave me. The fear that haunts me for suddenly marrying Abhi, no news, no surrender, to the point with a flash of time Abhi sudan officially became my husband.

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"Thank you so much for the meal" a soothing smile emerged from Abhi's welcome to the delight of the meal he ate for breakfast today with his family. He approached, but I spontaneously retreated, for some reason at once it was remembered when Grandma said that Mas Abhi delivered Aisyah and stayed for a few days.

"what?"

"Not so," Mas Abhi furrowed his eyebrows until he almost met between the two.

"Just tell me, what's wrong?"

"It's been a long time since I've played at mom and dad's house, me..."

"After this we go to your father and mother's house,"

"But, we have to take care of the job first." That's not what I want to say, but it feels heavy because being bound by a treaty should not interfere with each other's lives. I was officially edited by Mas Abhi, my curiosity to other men seemed to fade, for some reason clear my intention to them as if gradually descending.

"It's okay just a few days will not make the company lose, after all there is Andi who will handle," the words that Abhi said were not the same as the message Andi and Lia sent to me.

[ Honey! when Loe comes home, really cape takes care of two companies. Not kasian same your best friend, hiks.] that's the message of complaint that Lia sent through my WA.

[Tell Mas Abhi to come home quickly, I'll take a break. It's been over a week at the lodge, what do you think honeymoon is?" ] And this is what Andi complained to me, he sent me the same WA message. Although at the end of his message he wrote [keep yourself well do not strain at home in-laws ] As if he understood my feelings rather than my own husband.

"No need, mas. We just go home, kasian Lia and Andi they are tired of taking care of 2 offices at once. Moreover, Andi must be more busy, can imagine how he is busy serving every client who comes with a variety of requests." I smiled at the idea of the two of them being solid but often confided in each other's flaws.

Lia who always complains and talks about Andi who is super duper firm and fierce everything must be perfect and good. Andi also who always complained about my best friend and also his secretary because he thought it would melt until told to make coffee could not. How can it be sprightly, Lia is a spoiled child from a family that is able and adequate, let alone make coffee take water to drink herself aja very often mager. But Lia now a lot of changes than before, less independent and also mature especially after breaking up with Bobi is more wise though crybaby.

"Mas is very close to Ayesha, well. It seems like you guys are very familiar and not as awkward as us," I instantly closed my gaping mouth after saying that, whereas masa Abhi just smiled calmly.

"Yes, we were very close first. We're playmates, naji friends, confiding friends too, maybe that's why we're not awkward with each other because we already know each other."

As if I didn't want to hear more, I cut his words. "Tomorrow shall we go home?" my many.

"God willing" replied Abhi.

"Dad?" aisyah was standing in the back while we were on the balcony.

"Mas, said mr. kiyai can please replace to welcome guests from outside, because Mr. Kiyai must go and go home in the afternoon.

"Guests, who, when?"

"Now, the guest is home and Pak Kiayi is leaving." Mas Abhipun went to follow Aisyah down after parting with me to take care of the guests of the father-in-law below. I didn't come because it seemed like an important guest, so Aisyah who left was seen they both walked towards Pak Kiyai's house because Pak Kiyai's house because Pak Kiyai's house and the big grandmother separated. Since his beloved mother Mas Abhi died, Pak kiyai's house now serves to receive guests. There are always people who really clean there, mr. kiyaipun jiga during the day always go there to reflect or just read the books musaf.

I saw no restrictions between Abhi and Aisyah, almost even. Mas Abhi who I saw always felt uneasy towards the non-muhrimnya different from Aisyah. Somehow it feels a little stuck in the heart to see them go hand in hand like that.