AL-THAR
#16. Mira and Kitchen is a Crime.

Nani's mother's name. The man who has been working at Mira's house for two years as a domestic assistant. His main job is cleaning the house and washing. As for the matter of cooking, it was always Mama who did it as the ruler of the kitchen. So, no matter how busy Mama is in producing her cakes, do not forget Mama always cooks for her family. And the existence of Mbak Nani to help him, can relieve and accelerate the work of Mama in the kitchen and home.

After Mama who had left with her Mama Donny to go to Bandung, now Mira joined. For Athar had told her to wait until her husband came. The point is, he can not go wandering alias playing with his friends.

Is that it? after marriage, the world revolves around the husband?! when do I play it? hadeehhh

"Sir," called Mira to her housekeeper who was cleaning vegetables. He walked up to her in the kitchen. "You want to cook?"

"Yes, Neng Mira. Wh why? What do you want to eat? who knows, Neng Mira is craving,"

"Oh my goodness, Ma'am. A week's wedding is over?"

"Yes, Neng."

Mira clucking. "Udah ah, don't talk about that mulu. Wonder who married who had children."

Ma'am Nani laughed. "What people expect after marriage is a child oruh, Neng."

"Yes, Ma'am, yes. Ah, don't talk about that. I helped Ma'am Nani. What should I cut?" he asked while holding a knife. "What do you want to cook?"

"Chicken slush equal capcay shrimp. The Aa asked for capcay."

"Yes, I cut the carrot here,"

Mira decided to get involved in the kitchen. Besides being unable to go anywhere, Mbak Nani's next sentence is a sentence that breaks her mind.

"Neng Mira doesn't want to learn how to cook? I have a husband. Who knows what it's like to eat for Mas Athar?"

yes, yes too. That's normal, right?! wife cooking for husband.

"But I can't cook, ma'am," he said casually. "Bang Athar's house has a cook."

"Well, thank God if so. Neng Mira means no need to bother to the kitchen. Duh lucky Neng Mira dapetin Mas Athar, not dizzy thinking about cooking what for the husband every day. Just call, so deh."

"Not that too, Mother. I really want to work, create, and become the inventor of a recipe in the kitchen. But–"

"Bak Nani is going to kill me? Don't like me living here?" ghani's voice suddenly interrupted the two who immediately turned their heads.

Ghani sat in the chair drinking the canned drink he had just picked up from the refrigerator.

"I mean Aa?" ask Mama Nani.

"Why was Mira told to cook? If I get poisoned, what? trus Ibram is dead too, how? nani is also a suspect. Ckck, so .. think a million times first, Ma'am, before telling Mira to hold the dish. How many times do I have to tell Ma'am, if Mira and the kitchen are a crime."

"Gue don't love poison, Tayo!" mira was annoyed. Ghani's too baffled. The carrot was pointed at his sister. "Gue just cut carrots, not poison! understand?!"

"Same aja. The ingredients you hold will change taste. It should be good food, carrots should be sweet, but because you hold it then it tastes bitter."

"That means, am I the source of the poison?"

"That knows."

"Gue said Athar lo yes, his wife was mistreated by her own sister."

"Ngadu mulu's. It used to be with Papa, now it's with Athar."

"Belvin. Likes me. Eh– Ghan, I doain lo let it be the same Kiara deh. It fits you both." I think I saw myself when I saw Kiara.

Ghani got up from the chair. "Don't be noisy! Kiara's Ibram's sister, you know. If Ibram finds out his sister has a crush on me, it could be me."

"Hm."

"Well, you've been in the same room with him since?"

"From yesterday."

"Huh? idioms,"

"Don't brainstorm! Mending lo tengokin lo lo tuh brother who just came home."

Mira put down the carrot and the knife. "Sheli's home yet?"

Ghani.

"Lo's brother too, kelles. When did he come home? how do I not know?"

"Thus. How long after Mama leaves."

"Trus why didn't you tell me?"

"Didih, have eyes have feet have mouth, be aware of it yourself. How big is our house from Athar's house anyway?"

"Athar's house is small, really,"

"But still bigger than this house this time!"

Mira issued a legend level patience when facing Ghani who never wanted to budge with him. Since Nobita still wears diapers.

"Yes, I'm going to his room now." Mira washes her hands first, "Mbak Nani, I learned cooking first ya–"

"That means I die too," said Ghani, who was ignored by Mira.

"There's still go food. Later if I laper, I just order. Rather than cook the truss ended up in jail for causing the death of the sister," Mira said sarcasm.

"Damn it!" exclaim Ghani.

Mira stuck out her tongue as it passed. Soon he was half running to meet his beloved brother. The door to Shelia's room came in a few taps. But there's no answer at all.

As usual, the important thing is that Mira knocked on the door first. The business of the owner of the room to hear or not is not Mira's business.

"Shel!" call him while entering the room. She saw the bag that used to be Shelia lying on the edge of the bed, almost fell. As easily as her eyes scanned the contents of the room, there was no movement of Shelia there. The goal is one, the bathroom.

Mira immediately walked into the bathroom and knocked on the door. "Shel! Sheliii!"

There is no lawfulness.

"What a wonder, where did he go? just returned home already say it," grunted. But it never hurts to look into the bathroom as usual. Who knows, his brother fell asleep while soaking.

Just two steps he walked into it, a creepy sight made his eyes widen and his knees weaken.

"GHANIIIIIIIIIII!" his screams are as powerful as possible.

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