BECOMING HONEY'S SISTER
TWO WIFE COMPETITION

"I prepared my favorite breakfast. Vegetable meat with red crackers." I said, as Ilham went down the last steps. "Also there's warm tea. Mas likes also "Add me, while pointing to the breakfast menu that I have served on the dining table. All this thanks to leaks from my mother so that I can catch up with my lag from mbak Ayu who first became the wife of Ilham, of course, more memorized all the habits and preferences of Ilham.

"Eh uh, no need. Mas Ilham breakfast fried rice only. I ordered it. Last night I said I'd like some fried rice breakfast, right? Well, the rice is already on the way, soon to arrive." suddenly mbak Ayu approached us both.

"Why should I buy, mbak?" my many. "I've prepared everything."

"Because I can't cook." Ayu replied lightly while smiling at me, of course a nosy smile. "Mila, you do not need to bother masakin mas Ilham food because this is Jakarta. Want to eat anything here, stay the message, want a good, delicious or super delicious. There's everything! If you want to cook, cook for yourself. Okay!"

"But mbak ... All this time I take care of food problems, so no need to bother buying outside. I can still do it anyway." I protested with Ayu's decision without asking directly messaged. "Dear if no one eats this food."

"That was yesterday. From now on, the rules are different. Special food Ilham let me handle! Who said redundancy? Later can be eaten with mbok Asih or Farid." proposed Mbak Ayu.

"Lho yes don't. Mila's cooking time is eaten Farid. I just eat!" Strictly speaking Ilham. Of course, it makes me smile because Ilham chose my food.

"Oh so you want to eat Mila's cooking? Kan last night mas who said he wanted to eat fried rice this morning, has been ordered special fried rice made by famous chefs, uh not even eaten. I know not, even if it's not made by me, but to get it I fought hard. Imagine, I beg my friends who have a restaurant to make fried rice when they just open during the day. To bring in his chef also has to pay a lot!" Firmly mbak Ayu, so that makes me worry. What is the meaning of my masai compared to the international chef whose payment is very expensive. I can be sure I was slammed far away.

"It's not so Yu, but ..." mas iLham was even made to worry.

"Well, it looks like my order has come. Just a minute!" mbak Ayu quickly came out, in just a matter of seconds he was back before us carrying a large package that smelled delicious so that I had to hold my saliva. "I served ya. You have to eat it!" Ayu pulled Ilham's arm towards the dining table, then he put the food that had been arranged in front of Ilham mas. "Please eat, mas" said Ayu.

"Keep my cooking who's eating?" I walked over to the dining table, then pointed to my cooking. "Mas has to be fair" I sulked. "Mbak Ayu also do not cheat. We have agreed, I take care of kitchen problems, mbak ngurus clothes mas Ilham. Why do I take my duty now?"

"Mila .. This is not a snatch issue, yes. But competition issues. We are both Ilham's wives. Must both compete to get his heart Ilham, one of which is with food. If I give you the power to take full care of your food, you can lose me!" Cibir mbak Ayu's.

"Lho, then from now on I also want to be involved in taking care of Ilham's clothes." I also do not want to submit the problem of handling Ilham mas clothing to mbak Ayu.

"That's fine, Ilham's clothes are all in my room.The two of us and you can't go in there." Ayu sneered again.

"It could have happened if it wasn't fair!" We both said simultaneously.

"Yes yes. Mila, just put it in here your cooking." Ilam pointed at the empty side in front of him. "I'll spend it all to be fair!" Mommy really did what he said. Two plates of food served by his wives immediately ludes in the meal without the slightest residue, even the fruit was made up. afterwards Ilham mas complained of satiety that made us both laugh out loud. "I'm really like a Segede caterpillar pillow. Just once this is all you provide food simultaneously.tomorrow do not repeat again. The fullness felt uncomfortable. It turns out that the wife is also not good. Fate of fate." mas Ilham parted work while stroking his stomach that bulged due to satiety.

***

Ayu did not leave for work today. He said he wanted to learn to cook for me so that if Ilham wanted to eat something then he could cook it himself.

"Bak will already have many advantages, the business of cooking leave me alone. If you can cook, then what are my advantages compared to mbak?" I said, rejecting Ayu's request subtly. "In terms of education already won, wealth too, intelligence as well. So it's yes."

"Duh Mila, don't stingy dong. What's wrong with being able to cook? Usually, students will not be able to match their teachers."

"Wrongly, I'm afraid of being rivaled" I said, chuckling.

"You're close to my mother. For that point I won't be able to beat you. Remember, for boys, mom is everything."

"Who said? Yesterday mom just ventured, she said she already felt comfortable close to mbak. In fact, I want to make sure I go to the mall, because if I'm not sure I don't like it too much because I don't like shopping."

"Oh yeah? You really aren't Mil?"

"Yes dong mbak. Since when have I ever lied to you."

"Oh pleased! I owe you one more time, Mil. It turns out that there is no loss also yes have a honey sister like you." now it's Ayu's turn to chuckle. "Mil, then you have to teach me to cook, you take it easy, I will not cook for Ilham mas, but cook for mom because I want to be like other daughters-in-law, serving his father-in-law with cooking. You want to be Mil."

Of course, Ayu's request I accept. He wants to change it has made me happy, especially if Mbak Ayu also wants to make up with mother. I hope their relationship improves day by day.