
Early in the morning the housekeeper at the Hani and Dimas family residence had prepared breakfast. It has been two full weeks Haris and Jasmin become a couple, as well as Airin and Surya who still have not returned from their honeymoon trip.
Due to Dimas' request, while Jasmin and Haris stayed at their parents' house, this was because Dimas was often overtime so Hani had no friends at home, the second is because Jasmin can not cook, Dimas worried that Jasmin and Haris will eat carelessly and snacks outside every day because no one provides home cooking.
Breakfast with brown rice and vegetables full of protein runs quietly, two pairs of husband and wife who are different generations enjoying feed after mouthful without much talk.
"Oh yeah, you guys have any plans to have kids?" dimas asked as breakfast was over.
Hani and Dimas compactly glanced at Surya and Jasmin who since morning did not talk much.
Jasmin shook his head. "Not Pa, Jasmin is still KB, is it Ris?"
Haris grimaced as he felt a sharp surge in his left leg. He snickered towards Jasmin and hurriedly smiled forced towards Dimas and Hani.
"Eh, yes Pah. Jasmin and Haris wear KB."
"Loh why? If in KB it will be difficult to have children. Early marriage should immediately have children," said Dimas sage.
Hani clucked at the words of her husband. "Hmm, I don't have to ask Jasmin to have a child. Jasmin can't cook, wake up still bad luck. Mami agrees that you're still KB."
Haris closed her lips not strong to not laugh at Hani's reckless words about Jasmin.
"Yes, I'm glad I took the Pill. If Haris does not take the Pill like Jasmin will be pregnant with twins," said Haris, a kind of plain little boy, who was suddenly the whole dining table turned surprised towards Haris. Especially Hani and Dimas who glared at Jasmin's husband's statement.
Jasmin glared at Haris with a murderous look. While Haris with a sinless look looks casually plucking the parchment.
"Ris, guys aren't KB pills. You plain what a bego anyway!" jasmin whispered in her husband's ear.
Intentions want to mengomporin, Haris even hit the rubber, pale white man was immediately bowed and chewed the parchment with shame in front of Hani and Dimas.
Hani patted her husband's arm for laughing. Basic husband and wife, deserve their soul mate, the same attitude is exactly the same nature, similar.
Jasmin smiled wryly seeing her parents laughing at Haris's stupidity.
While Haris was still quietly trying to swallow the potato parchment in his mouth with great difficulty.
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"Road hunt!" pinta Jasmin after riding the Haris motorbike that has been starter. Still cuddled with Haris's koplak answer at the dinner table.
"Yes you think my motorbike is a tamiya car that runs out of stater directly. Patience dong!" reply Haris no less ketus, the guy immediately run his bike with Jasmin who he bonceng at the back.
"Ris, it's more if we gather with parents mending you don't have to talk," orders Jasmin treat Haris like a child.
Haris nodded then opened his helmet glass to reply to Jasmin.
"Makanya you tell dong KB theories, let me not look so much in front of the parents."
"Yes, that's why you wear a button not on the ass." What Haris heard Jasmin say. Until Haris' forehead wrinkled confused with his wife's remark.
"Yes, that's why you're asked not to answer." What Jasmin actually said. Because they were both on the bike so the sound became unclear, and Haris heard that neither did Jasmin.
"Idiih, who wears a button. You're the one with the braid on the ass. Don't talk anymore ah, dizzy I heard you talking mulu. Cake another lesson PKN."
"Who's debt is slipping in the ass? You're learning Ris's sensitivities again? What the hell, doesn't it sound?!" jasmin replied confusedly and half-cried.