
After the dawn prayer. I decided to go down to the kitchen to replace Mbok Jum who had been busy cooking, making fried rice squid menu this morning.
When I wanted to help Mbok Jum, he refused on the grounds of fear if Mas Arfan knew.
He'll scold Mbok Jum who let me be in the kitchen. But with all my might, I managed to convince Mbok Jum that Mas Arfan would not scold him.
..." Mbok's? "...
" Is every morning the Mas Arfan family breakfast Fried Rice or something else? "
ask me while stirring the fried rice.
" Depends on Non. Sometimes if the mistress again does not want to eat rice Mbok likes to make sandwiches or there is only Bread, Fruit and Milk at the table "
Mbok Jum replied who was next to me.
" then? Did Omah or Papa never ask Mbok to make something different than before? "
Ask me while pouring soy sauce into the rice.
" If Tuan and Non Nabila do not dispute about the breakfast menu, except with Omah "
^^^Slightly hung explanation from Mbok Jum. ^^^
..." Why is it Mbok? "...
" Every morning Omah always asks to make chicken porridge so Mbok must make it "
obviously Mbok Jum.
^^^" If so we are for the task only. Mbok makein Omah Bubur while I will continue to make Nasi Goreng "^^^^
..." Let our task be finished quickly " ...
answer me at the end of the smile.
Tampa of intrusion or rebuttal. Mbok Jum nodded in agreement, Then I started to cook the fried rice of the squid with eggs and sausages.
While I cook. A hand was already coiled above my plate made me shocked and Mbok Jum who saw the morning scene bowed embarrassed while smiling.
^^^" Pantesan I look for you in the room, Kamunya no turns my angel is again cooking in the kitchen "^^^
He said while putting his face between the nape of my neck.
" Den, I'm sorry Mbok. Because Non Nayla helps Mbok Cook in the kitchen "
^^^Sahut Mbok Jum cut our conversation. ^^^
" Mom, don't feel bad. Mas Arfan wouldn't possibly scold Mbok Jum because I was cooking in the kitchen. Bear is so "
Say it while facing his face.
" Right Honey, I wouldn't be mad at Mbok if Nayla wanted to help Mbok cook in the kitchen. Anyway I want to eat my beautiful wife's cooking every day "
^^^ he replied while hugging my pinger, then pinched my nose. ^^^
" Mad, don't praise me for overdoing it like it's not nice if Mbok Jum laughs at us "
^^^ My refutation while elbowing Mas Arfan's stomach, Meanwhile Mbok Jum just laughed amusedly at our behavior. ^^^
" dear. Who knows you are the facts. The fact that my wife is the most beautiful. Isn't that right, Mbok Jum? "
^^^ask Mas Arfan on Mbok Jum while giggling. ^^^
..." Bener Den, Non Nayla is beautiful " ...
sahut Mbok Jum at the end of the laughter.
" Dear, you know what Mbok Jum said. You are beautiful, baby "
^^^he said then tightened the embrace to leave a distance between us. While Mbok Jum is still cool concocting chicken porridge for Omah. ^^^
" She, you better take a shower, while the sun starts to rise. You have to go first to get to the hospital "
obviously I am as calm as possible.
..." Good Buk Boss " ...
with a spoiled tone, then his face approached me. Gave me a little morning immunity. Both of my cheeks were getting hot, making me misbehave.
How not he gave me a kiss morning witnessed by Mbok Jum.
^^^" Mas, I'm ashamed. We are being seen by Mbok Jum "^^^
" Don't you baby, besides I'm your husband and you're my wife. Is that Mbok Jum? "
He said while laughing.
^^^" Aden and Non Nayla emang masanggan most so the sweet. Sosweet "^^^
while throwing a laugh at Mas Arfan.
" Iag. Are you you I repeated it ? " a seductive grin from Mas Arfan.
..." Mas !! " ...
scold me while glaring.
" Haha.... Oh, baby, I'll take a shower.
You hunt down to the room. We can finish it there "
he said while raising his eyebrows while smiling. I just shook my head at Mas Arfan's behavior.
' Astagfirullah, But I'm happy to get a husband as sweet and as good as Mas Arfan '
Staring at his shoulder saw the departure of Mas Arfan who began to walk away from the kitchen to immediately go to the room .
' Basic Mr. Mesum. Sucks '
After 30 minutes, Mbok Jum and I finished cooking. Now all breakfast is ready to be served on the table. I am with Mas Arfan and the whole family is now starting to eat breakfast when someone talks a little.
" What This Morning, you helped Mbok Jum prepare breakfast? "
^^^ asked Papa Fajar. Which breaks the silence. ^^^
..." Yes Pa, does it taste bad? " ...
ask me to doubt.
..." It feels very different " ...
Heard Papa Fajar saying that my cooking is very different. I felt in danger while on the other hand, Mama Ayu who had not tasted my cooking laughed a little at Papa Fajar's reaction.
..." Too Salty Yes, Pa " ...
answer me back.
..." No son, it's really delicious " ...
he continued, which made me feel relieved, then Mas Arfan grasped my hand while calming me.
..." Calm down baby, it's so good " ...
whispered Mas Arfan.
I could see the chest expression of Papa Fajar, Nabila and Mas Arfan who were so greedy eating my cooking, another thing with Mama Ayu who arrived did not want to eat my cooking. He only ate a few pieces of bread.
..." Your cooking is always good Nay, Yesterday Papa nyobain soto made by you. MashaAllah, very nice Papa with Mama to spend your homemade soto " ...
papa Fajar's.
^^^" Do not overdo Pah, Toh it feels ordinary. The thing that exists he even feels flattered by you "^^^
mama Ayu said in a cynical tone and I just smiled.
" Ma, Papa is not excessive ma. The fact is that yesterday Mama was the one who liked Nay's soto the most "
the next second Papa Fajar called me.
" Nay, when did Papa ask Soto again, you don't mind, son? "
ask Papa Fajar.
^^^" Alhamdulillah, if Papa And Mama like Soto made by Nay, Tomorrow Nay will make again for Mama and Papa "^^^
reply at the end of the smile.
Heard my conversation with Papa Fajar. Omah, Nabila and Mas Arfan smiled at me except Mama Ayu who turned her face.
After the whole family finished breakfast that morning. I drove Mas Arfan to the front door of the house while bringing me a suit and also a briefcase belonging to my husband.
^^^" Honey, I'm leaving first. Take good care of yourself both and janga too tired "^^^
she said, stroking my hair covered by the hijab, then kissing my forehead and kissing my husband's right hand back.