
"It seems like there's nothing good about me in the eyes of that haughty, oppressive base, handsome pretentious and powerful pretentious, wanting to feel like I'm cursing that shitty guy to stone." Along the way to the kitchen Shafana unceasingly berated her husband.
In the kitchen her mother-in-law was tasting her homemade milk grits in order to help the waiters to prepare some other menus, Shafana glanced at the dining table and was filled with food half of it, already filled with food, how many menus will be served there? What has become a habit for the rich is always excessive in everything including food.
"Honey here, you've got to try it!" the middle-aged woman several times blew a puff of smoke from a spoon containing grits.
"Sorry Ma, Fana's bad luck."
"It's okay, you wake up too early, the breakfast menu isn't ready yet."
"Yetoo." Fana opened her mouth to welcome her in-laws.
"What's Delicious?"
"Very Good Ma, looks like I'll make a new menu in my Caffe. I'm asking for Ma's recipe"
"Yes, darling of course. Do you like her? "
"Maaa I still want to, is it okay?" Lily was stunned to see the spoiled behavior of her daughter-in-law, behind her quiet and independent personality stored an adorable spoiled sikaf.
"Come here! Mama get it."
In the end Fana had breakfast first, indeed from the first taste that he could not hide was his hunger that sometimes shameless.
"Darling you look beautiful when you're brushing your hair."
"really?"
This was the first time anyone else had praised her as beautiful other than her father.
"Well this new occupant, it's very presumptuous to have breakfast first, ahead of the rest of the house." Kenan always said spicy.
"Shut up! oryou're the one I'm gonna eat."
"What's the fuss?" This time Papa joined.
"Ma, please put Papa's tie on". Papa approached his wife while holding out a tie.
"More." too."
"If you have a wife, ask your wife for help."
Fana did not testify anything, she continued her breakfast.
"Are you deaf? Didn't you hear what Mama said?" Kenan Sembur.
"It's precisely because I'm still normal, you don't hear that your mama told you to ask for help instead of telling you to be disrespectful. Anyway I'm not senile, remember the last time you scolded me for preparing your clothes."
"Good child ask for the right help. " Mama mediates the debate between the two.
"Miss Mozaaa please button my shirt sleeves, and tie it for me. "
"It's good to hear it." Fana got up from the chair and grabbed the tie in her husband's hand after previously buttoning the arm of her shirt.
"Be careful, you're wrong, you're trying to strangle me. "
"honestly, I really wanted to do it, and then I hung you next to the front pillar."
Kenan's parents even chuckled amusedly.
after finishing the tie all enjoyed breakfast with a mix of debates among the new couple.
Kenan was really upset when his mother told Kenan to take his donkey wife to Caffe when he had a meeting this morning.
When it was quite far from the house Kenan told his wife to go down.
"Quick down."
"Down? whatchu mean?"
"Down you can go alone, don't get spoiled."
"I'll get off but at least drop me off at the crossroads up ahead until I can stop the cab."
"Down now you can walk or crawl to that crossroad."
Shafana came down and slammed the car door violently.
Kenan immediately continued his car leaving Fana alone on a deserted road.
Kenan thought that when he told Shafana to get out of the car in a deserted place the woman would beg him and he would apply the conditions in his favor, but unexpectedly the girl actually went down, actually there is a sense of pity but he does not want to be too good to the geeky.
"It's my fault why not beg me." Kenan continues his car back regardless of his wife on foot.
"Basar tega, arrogant and grumpy, somehow pregnant Mama cravings what could-can mama give birth to a human incarnate Fir'aun." The various curses he gave to Kenan.
Tired of Fana walking, suddenly the crossroad seemed very far yesterday he passed through but not so far.
Nick.... Nick....
The car horn rang and then stopped.
It appeared that a man was wearing a white suit, a suit that Fana believed the pride of every doctor.
"Moza, you're Moza, right?" Show the guy.
"You... " Fana tried to dig into her memories of the man before her.
"Ziano, you're Ziano?"
"Yes, I'm Ziano, where are you going?" Ask.
"I'm from home working. How are you?"
"I'm good, you moved? Because as I remember your house is not in this area."
"Yes I moved, where are you from?"
"I'm from my patient's house. Come on in. Let me take you guys." Zi had already opened the passenger door beside the wheel.
"No need to Zi. Let me walk up front to take a taxi. "
"Get in still quite a distance to walk forward, if it is very difficult to get a taxi here."