Grasping Longs
Part~88's
"You think Mama's a waitress here, huh ?" madam Anggoro was furious when Demian asked him to cook fried rice for his wife.
"Not so Ma, Ariana was cravings. Mama knows that cravings are weird" Demian said.
Madam Anggoro sighed harshly. "Mama doesn't want to." she refused keukeh while staring at her long, red-painted nails.
Her pretty nails would break and her skin would be rough if she was in the kitchen, she thought.
"Grandma's not a waitress, but she cooks for Ricko's younger siblings, and Mommy makes Ricko a meal every day, but Mommy's still Mommy and not a waitress" Ricko said, sitting next to her mother.
"Patience Deck, later if you have come out and the ilean means one of the grandmothers who did not grant your request" he said again while gently rubbing his mother's flat stomach.
Hearing Ricko's words madam Anggoro immediately glared, but not with Demian and his father two men of different generations seemed to hold back his laughter. Truly his grandson was very smart to make someone feel guilty.
"That's just a Ricko myth, there's nothing like it." Anggoro's mistress was upset, how could her granddaughter say that it was all there.
"It used to be Ricko's neighbor in the village, his baby brother ilean Nek because he said time in the stomach wanted to eat laron but the same father was not allowed it was not food." said Ricko.
"Laron ?" Demian looks at Ariana and her father alternately, it seems the man does not understand.
"Laron Daddy, that's a flying ant. It comes out every night after the rain subsides" Ricko explained.
"Are ants flying ?" Demian was getting yawning because he didn't understand, you rich man.
"That's not an ant, son, but a termite that likes to eat wood." Ariana explained to her son.
"Oh yes." Ricko seemed to be smiling.
"Oh my God, that's your friend's sister, not a monster is her cravings for termites ?" madam Anggoro said shuddering in horror.
"Not the termite Nek, but that has turned into a laron" Ricko explained.
"That's whatever it is, but it's very disgusting." muttered lady Anggoro.
"Ricko so sad, how about if his younger brothers Ricko later ileran Mom will be slovenly" said Ricko with a sad mimic.
"It's okay baby, if the reel can be on the lap."
"But it's still slovenly, Mommy."
Hearing the conversation of her granddaughter and daughter-in-law, Madam Anggoro immediately sighed in annoyance.
"Alright, I will make fried rice" he said despite the tone of compulsion there.
"Huh, really Ma ?" mr. Anggoro seemed to gawk in disbelief.
"Of course Pa, Papa thinks Mama can't cook anything." said Madam Anggoro.
"And you don't be happy just yet, I do this for the sake of my grandchildren so as not to be upset" he added while staring at Ariana.
"Okay Ma, thank you." Ariana who seemed enthusiastic he immediately hugged Madam Anggoro because he was happy and it immediately made the middle-aged woman glare because of the sudden embrace of her daughter-in-law.
But deep in his heart was a warm feeling that he had difficulty explaining.
"Sorry Ma, I'm too happy." Ariana immediately let go of her embrace when she realized what she was doing.
"Troubt it." madam grumbled.
"Thank you, Ma. I also want to taste Mama's first cooking." This time Demian who hugged her mother and then kissed her cheek which immediately made Madam Anggoro smile.
I don't know when the last son of his puppet was spoiled and honest he really missed this kind of warmth.
"Well Mama will cook for you too" said Madam Anggoro.
"Yes, let's cook quickly, me and my two beans can not bear to taste it." urged Demian.
"Ricko wants Nek too, Grandpa wants it too ?" ricko looked at his grandfather.
"Of course, dear." said Mr. Anggoro chuckled.
"Basar sucks, still in the stomach alone is smart to affect many people especially if it has been born later." grumbled madam Anggoro while stepping her feet into the kitchen that she rarely ever entered.
However, for some reason he was suddenly very excited to cook when he saw the faces of the people who were waiting for him.
Aided by the chef, Madam Anggoro seems to mix the seasoning fried rice made.
"It tastes better in ulek, ma'am." said the chef.
Again madam Anggoro clucked upset, as difficult as this cooking. Suddenly there was a feeling of guilt in his heart, considering he often scolded the chef if the food he made sometimes did not match his will.
After berjibaku with ulekan, now madam Anggoro began sauteing the fried rice seasoning. Sweat started pouring down his forehead as hot steam hit his face.
It was a very exhausting struggle, he thought and hopefully they all liked it later.
A few moments later his fried rice was on the dining table.
Mr. Anggoro, Demian and Ricko seemed hesitant to eat it because seeing the appearance was very unattractive especially some of the spices look charred.
Another case with Ariana, the woman devoured it greedily. It was as if fried rice was the best food in the world.
And secretly madam Anggoro seemed to smile thinly at the daughter-in-law.
"Why not eat ?" reprimand Ariana when she saw her husband just looking at the fried rice.
"Of course this will eat, baby." said Demian who was immediately nodded by his father and Ricko.
They seem to eat it, but just getting into his mouth feels like they want to take it out again.
But they did not do when they saw the tired face of Madam Anggoro who looks hopefully anxious.
"How does it feel ?" ask madam Anggoro curious.
"Very good." said the three of them simultaneously which immediately made Madame Anggoro happy.
"really ?" madam Anggoro was immediately enthusiastic.
"Of course Ma, this is very tasty." lied Mr. Anggoro.
"Due the hell ?" madam Anggoro became curious about her own fried rice, then she took a spoon and tasted her husband's.
He immediately ran into the bathroom not far from there.
"You tricked me, this is very unpleasant even cats may not be doyan." murmured madam Anggoro, he immediately took all the fried rice dishes and would throw them away.
His tears had condensed because it turned out that his hard work was in vain.
But Ariana who just finished finishing her food, immediately prevented it.
"Ma, give it all to me. I want to add." Please Ariana.
"You don't have to lie, they even keep vomiting from eating it." Anggoro said.
"Mama's fried rice is really good and Mama's grandchildren in my stomach love it" Ariana said.
Mrs Anggoro seemed silent when Ariana spilled all of the fry into her plate and ate it voraciously.
"It's so good Ma." praised Ariana with her mouth full, for some reason she felt the fried rice made by her mother-in-law was very fitting on her tongue.
Madam Anggoro was touched, seeing her daughter-in-law liked her cooking. But he immediately threw away his face when Ariana looked at him, then he put his haughty face back on.
A few moments later.....
After cleaning himself Ariana seemed to lay her body in her bed.
"The real taste of Mama's cooking is very good" said Ariana when her husband was just out of the bathroom.
"It feels like nano-nano is so good what is dear, even my stomach feels stirred after eating it." said Demian while laying his body beside his wife.
"It was good, but it was delicious" said Ariana.
"Get it to eat you, baby."
"Mas thinks I'm food." grumbled Ariana.
"Of course, you are my soul food." said Demian, whose hand had now slipped into her nightgown and touched what she wanted to touch
"Mas." sighed Ariana restrained as her husband's hand crept everywhere to make a strange swish all over her blood.
"I'm taking your word baby, you said we'd do it after dinner" Demian said with a passionate look.