Almahyras
Section 27 (1)

"What exactly? Make me confess to a request that even Abi himself can not see my happiness later," said Lutfan Lirih.

In-he .. same as Jafar.

She traumatized?

"Generic ..."

Spontaneous Lutfan laughs lightly - Alma knows Lutfan's laughter is just a disguise, so that his sadness is not detected from sight.

"It's so sad for my life." Lutfan stood up to pass into the kitchen. But just then it also passed by Mardiyah. It was even close to crashing and would probably drop the porridge carried by Mardiyah.

"Be careful dong! You're so careless, anyway. And if the porridge falls for the floor, it's dirty. The lo---"

Lutfan's words are restrained. As Mardiyah breezed away, she entered the room of Umm Salamah. Alma approached Lutfan who was standing in the kitchen doorway.

"What's wrong with you, Lutfan. You should apologize, not ranting vaguely. Even in fact Mardiyah," said Alma.

Alma chose to enter Jafar's room. After that he chose to sit on the edge of the bed, put a bag containing clothes and some small items he carried. Then drop down on the bed-enjoying the smoothness of the blanket and the fragrant room.

"Humm, so tired of gini doang," muttered Alma.

Eyes closed. She misses Aunt Maryam. But he did not want to cry anymore, Alma sighed softly to regulate her breathing. In the end, losing is a sure thing. He has slowly understood it, but as a human being he still sometimes does not accept it.

Creesek!

Alma's forehead shriveled, she heard a sound like .. plastic bags were placed on the table. A second later the beautiful net opened, as it felt the bed beside it move.

"Jafar-jafar!"

Alma hurriedly sat up straight. Shame it feels like sleeping irregular like that, not to mention it turns out the veil he uses is pickup.

I could have forgotten that he came home! Oh Allah ...

"W-Why do you want to sleep? A break?"

Jafar shook his head, pointing at the gray table that was near the closet.

"What's that?"

Jafar pulled out a notebook and opened the middle page, then showed the note to his wife. "I promise to bring food from the outlet. That's food. You try, yeah?"

Alma nodded and stood closer to the table. "This ... what is it? How much so."

Jafar stood up to Alma. And open the middle of the second page and then show Alma again. "Fish without bones, potato chips, wings of spicy sauce, honey roasted chicken and his drink of Avocado juice."

Alma spontaneously laughed by closing her mouth. "That's plenty. It must be this good. I'm ready in front, right? Let's eat together."

"You take one of the chips, you make the rest in front" Jafar wrote.

Jafar nodded, then walked towards the closet picking up his change of pants - possibly intending to take a shower. Because Alma saw her husband walking into the bathroom.

In kitchen. Alma prepared some food, then put it in containers one by one. Just then Mardiyah was seen passing the dining table.

"Mar ..."

Mardiyah.

"Try this incip, potato crispis. Jafar had brought it," continued Alma.

Mardiyah approached, taking a seat beside the chair where Alma was standing. "Enak. Buy on ... where?" ask Mardiyah

"Bring from the outlet. He said, " answered Alma.

Mardiyah's right hand picked up another potato with the mangosteen she said, "Kedai Amanah. The restaurant business that was built by his father Jafar and Lutfan."

"So .. Where are the branches?"

Mardiyah replied, "From what I heard in Surabaya, Malang, the last one was Sidoarjo."

"Well! Much, huh?"

Mardiyah nodded.

Lutfan and Jafar came from the direction of the hallway of the middle-space directly sitting in the opposite left and right seats. Lutfan's right hand took the crispi potatoes and gave them some sauce, and instantly devoured them.

"Great boy! The recipe that Abi made with Uncle is no match for you," said Lutfan.

Alma had finished rationing all the food, following sitting beside Jafar. "What do you want?"

"Choose .. usually also Mas Jafar take it yourself. Don't offer all Ukhti!"

Jafar stared flat at Lutfan and wrote something down in his notebook. "If you are envious. Better get married soon" Jafar wrote.

"Fastly, Mas." Lutfan said with a glance at Mardiyah for a moment. "Lagian Mas too, when is my plan of love that is glittering?"

"Geez-uhuk!"

Spontaneous alone Alma coughed.

"Ukhti .. ukhti .. so until the shock, cough again. Do I ask someone who is married?" lutfan.

Mardiyah seemed to shake in disapproval. "Not fair. Because not everyone who is newly married is immediately blessed with children."

Netra Lutfan looked at Mardiyah. Indeed entrenched. But Lutfan still does not want to lose. He said again, "I just asked, really."

"Stop babbling and eating, Lutfan," Jafar wrote.