False Passion (Selfish Marriage)
9. Day Relax

"Thank you. I go home first. Assalamu'alaikum,,!" pamit Eril hastily.

He no longer saw the response from the faces of two men who were being watched. What is clear when last seen, only assistant Lucky who looked up to listen. While the white man seemed to ignore and bow to the phone on his lap. Also, replied the greeting when Eril had turned away, also only from the asluk.

Eril was increasingly convinced that the man was the weathered one who interviewed him that day. So, is that the man who is bothering to find a wife.? Ah, what a fad that guy is, he's good-looking! And certainly rich,,! There is no shortage of women. Maybe I just want to feel the sensation. Ah, I don't know!

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Almost ten o'clock at night Eril arrived at the rented house. Approach the water tap in front of the terrace to wash your feet and hands. Wash his face and neck repeatedly.

Having a toddler makes it a must to be extra careful. Wanting to slightly reduce the invisible things that he brought unconsciously from the outside. Especially because the virus issue is still heating up in this big city.

The house is empty and dark. Only the light from inside the room shines outward as a light. Because the door of the room is not closed tightly, open and show some of the contents of the room.

Eril had folded his face neatly. Approaching Evan who sleeps very well and is not disturbed by the return of the mother. Kissing her swollen cheeks with anxiety. And how many times it feels to kiss is still not satisfied.

Eliminate longing as well as guilt. Guilt for not taking the toddler everywhere. I've been leaving Evan a lot lately at home. Feeling defeated by the circumstances for which he cornered.

Tired with beloved toddler. Back to smell the ears and thick hair of Evan with his distinctive aroma. The fresh aroma of toddler oil mixes with a slight sour smell due to sweat. For Eril it was the aroma of therapy that gave his own calm and opium for him.

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Alarm in the morning blind who never forget to give a ring, again greet the owner. Welcomed only by wriggling back and forth without rushing over. Pull the blanket for a moment hoping that the alarm will no longer go off.

There was no pan noise from the Sulis tea hand gymnastics in the kitchen. Because there is no longer a dirty pot abundant in the sink. Yesterday's big cooking activity only happened in the morning.

Incidentally there are no more order orders until the online stall closes in the evening. And that night the online kitchen chef had gone to fulfill the land-based coffee call.

"Eh, you know, Sulis tea is awake, too,,?" eril was surprised. The person who is called is enjoying flat fried noodles that still look so hot.

"Yes, Ril, suddenly woke up stomach was very painful. Males wants to eat rice. Remember to make fried noodles, so excited," said Sulis tea while fanning fried noodles that scented spicy, sweet, delicious with the palm of his hand.

"Ril, if you want, there's still on the stove. Trinkets make a lot,,!" exclaim Sulis tea on Eril.

Eril's been lost behind the bathroom door. Birit entered because the contents of the kidney like will spill and leak seeps.

Although the toddler is often left behind, but will follow all the movements of his mother if she is together at home. As if you understand to take advantage of the moment with the mother before being left to go back.

"Ril, how was the result last night? There are probably no results... Ah, just praying is best for you, Ril.. Our soul mate and rizqi are just right," said teh Sulis full of hope.

"Aamiinu. Thank you for praying yes, teeh," welcome Eril happily. Also while fanning the fried noodles he took on the plate.

Sulis tea nodded while slurping the long fried noodles in his mouth.

"But I'm willing to give up tea.. Can Thank God.. did not pass ya disappointed also anyway, tea.,,hi.hi.." kikik Eril felt silly alone.

"What a man, Ril.. Getting old? Fat guy? Wrap?" tanya Sulis tea in between busy scooping her fried noodle fork.

"I'm not sure, tea. Like the person was clear," the gamang Eril said.

A glimpse of the handsome and white man he believed was the weathered man. Still doubtful, because the man who was arrested last night never answered Eril's question once. Only guessing was what he could believe.

"If the person is clear, smoga is also the nature and his heart is also clear yes, Rill," Sulis tea chimps.

Eril who was nodding agreed to agree. His mouth had just been stuffed with delicious fried noodles made by sulis tea at dawn.

"There's no order, tea,,?" Eril turned to the Sundanese woman who was approaching almost the middle of the century.

"Thank God still exists, Rill. Half a dozen, after ashar later in the afternoon. I think this afternoon we just relax, Rill," said Sulis tea on the faith of the number of orders obtained.

Eril only nodded in acceptance. The number of orders is not always satisfactory. But often also overwhelmed.

And all must be accepted gratefully. Hope that whatever order message comes, will always be able to meet the needs!

But not hypocritical, if there is more money, Eril does not want to rely only on online kitchens. Want to develop a pioneering business kulihernya.

Very confident that the demands of the cost of living will expand and increase. As Evan's toddler age grows more and more demanding!