Dusk For Eagle
Episode 53 (A half-snake omelet)

One week later...

It had been a week after the Eagle met David, there had been no news from his adoptive father.

"Usually papa can always be relied on, anything he can do quickly. Is this time too complicated to take more time?" muttered the Eagle in the heart.

"Young master, that's almost a charred omelette if not behind," said the waiter who noticed the Eagle who was now making breakfast for Dusk. His wife is still asleep because last night the Eagle returned to work on his rice field.

The eagle immediately flipped over the omelet he made. The color is close to charred but still edible, he thought. Because of daydreaming, he forgot if he was cooking for his wife.

Suddenly the cell phone he kept in his pajama pants pocket vibrated. Take that phone.

"Papa?" muttered.

"Forward!" the Eagle orders the servant and he immediately heads to his study.

As soon as he arrived at his study, the Eagle immediately contacted David because of a call from David to die earlier on the way to his study.

"Hello pa, I'm sorry El was in the shower," the reason, he was too proud to say he was cooking, afraid of being laughed at by David. In fact, his adoptive father was not far from daddy Alex, who was also a cook. He was even smarter than Amel, his wife.

The eagle listened carefully to David's explanation, occasionally showing a surprised expression and sometimes he nodded his head in understanding.

"Thank you pa for the information, papa can indeed be relied on," he said smiling.

The eagle again listened to David's words from across the phone.

"Hem, El understands. El will wait for the next news. If it's clear everything, El knows what El has to do" he said later.

"Hem, greetings to Amel's mother, El hang up," the Eagle immediately closed his call. He breathed a sigh of relief. Although not yet one hundred percent, only one step left then the origin of his wife will be clear. And his promise to the deceased grandfather, will increase another one that he kept.

The eagle went back to the kitchen to get the breakfast ready.

"Let me take it" he said to the waiter as he was about to lift the tray containing the breakfast.

The eagle walked to his room.

"Luckily, his favorite food is not difficult, only omelets," the smiling eagle looked at the almost charred omelet.

Arriving in the room, Dusk was still asleep in the blanket roll. She was exhausted from having to serve her husband after the dawn prayer for the second round.

The eagle pressed the remote he had just picked up to raise the window curtain of his room until sunlight entered the room. Because of the glare, Dusk opened his eyes.

"Wake up, what time is it? Come breakfast duku I've made food for you," said the Eagle while shaking his waist standing beside the bed dispelling the incoming light so that his wife did not glare.

"What time is this?" ask Dusk lazily.

"Look at yourself" the eagle pointed to the wall clock in the room.

"God! It's seven o'clock! I'm late for this office!" dusk is straight out of bed. He forgot that his body was still plain without a single piece of clothing.

The eagle chuckled to see his wife run to the bathroom without wearing a shirt, like a baby he thought.

The eagle waited for Dusk to come out of the bathroom while playing his cell phone.

"El..!" scream from behind the door.

The eagle turned to the source of the sound and approached.

"What's wrong? Want to take me to a shower?" ask with a smile.

"Handel, I forgot to bring a towel," said Dusk.

"There is inside" replied the Eagles.

"If there is, I do not ask you to take it. Hurry El, hunt late,"

"No need to use a towel, just entered do not wear clothes not shy, now it is clean, already fragrant does not smell hot sweat even embarrassed. You're strange. Who is ashamed of it? I've memorized everything," Eagle deliberately teased Dusk. He was happy to see his wife pursing her lips, adorable to think.

"Ambilin or fasting a week, eh wrong a month," threatened Dusk.

"Annex? I've just been fasting Ramadan," said the Eagle.

"If the husband wants but the wife does not love and the husband is angry until sleep is still angry, then the angel will curse the wife until dawn, loh," The eagle remembered the hadith he had overheard accidentally from his car's television show upon returning home from work a few days ago. (Hadist Abu Hurayrah).

"If the husband is not ridho and angry to sleep in a state of anger, but I am the Eagle is not Ridho," joked Eagle who had seen the aura of feeling guilty his wife.

"I'll get you, let's not fast," he continued, then quickly picked up a towel for Dusk.

"Thank you" said Dusk take a towel offered by the Eagle.

"Return" replied the Eagle. He sat back and played his phone.

Dusk came out of the bathroom and immediately rushed into the walk in closet to wear her work clothes.

"Aren't you working?" ask the now neat Dusk.

"Ngantor is a bit of a pity, breakfast first I'm already masakin for you," jawan Eagle.

"But I was in a hurry" said Dusk.

The eagle looked at him sharply, half forcefully.

"Well, because you were kind enough to make breakfast for me" Dusk relented, he sat down beside the Eagle and took the food that his husband had made.

"This what?" ask Dusk.

"Omelet" replied the Eagle who remained focused on his phone screen. His gaze then turned towards his wife who did not eat.

"It was almost charred, but it was a real omelet. It can still be eaten as well" continued the Eagle who saw Dusk a little hesitant to eat it.

"Not toxic either" he added convincingly.

"If you don't believe me, bribe me! Let me eat first, if there's poison I'm dying first," the eagle changed his sitting position from selonjor to cross-legged.

"No, I just prayed in my heart again," said Dusk reasoned.

"Pray for a long time," the Eagle who returned to focus on his phone.

Dusk began to scoop up his food and put it in his mouth. He was slow to observe the taste.

"Lumayan, can still be eaten" he murmured.

"Kan, what I said. How's it feel?" asked the Eagle without looking.

"The omelet taste is half-empty, there is a savory but bitter win. Itung-itung jamulah bitter-bitter," replied Dusk origin.

"Wanna try?" tawar Dusk's.

"Byeah" replied the Eagle.

Twilight fed the food she had just scooped into her husband's mouth.

"Bitter!" The eagle narrowed his eyes.

"What did I say?" Dusk turned the Eagle's words.

Although bitter but Eagle still wants to eat because in the bribe by Dusk.

"El you do the hell, from earlier the eyes can not be separated from the phone?" ask Dusk.

"There's a new game" answered the Eagle with his mouth open waiting for a bribe from his wife.

"Well, the spoon wants to eat?" Dusk feeds an empty spoon into the Eagle's mouth. She was furious because her husband if he had met the game would have forgotten everything.

"out?" Eagles looking.

"Yes, ah, I left first, because of you I can be late," said Dusk while taking his bag.

"Mistake it yourself, your room wants me to play again earlier," said the Eagle.

"Forgot the same hadith that you said?" Dusk reminded. The eagle scratched his head in a smile.

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