
“Honey, what are you doing here?” asked Karren confusedly.
Hearing someone ask her while she was focusing on cooking made Gibran shocked.
“Astaghfirullah! You make me surprised, fortunately my hand does not hit the pan.” Gibran.
Karren chuckled at Gibran grumbling like his mama, the woman now sitting herself in the dining chair while watching Gibran cook.
“What are you doing here? Isn't cooking usually ART?” ask Karren.
“I told ART leave.” Reply Gibran casually.
“What?! B-but why?” asked Karren who was surprised to hear that Gibran had sent his ART on leave.
The absence of ART will be a problem for Karren, inevitably Karren will do homework. Karren doesn't care if he has to do anything, but Karren is still not sure of his cooking skills, maybe his own tongue just does not want to accept the dishes he cooks.
“We need time with Karren, I think during our leave we can do all the homework together.” Gibran.
Karren is stunned to hear that, if the other couple will honeymoon by having fun together, Karren and Gibran even honeymoon cleaning house. What a stark comparison.
“You don't mind Karren?” gibran asked with a slight look towards Karren who was sitting behind him.
“E-cock mas, I don't mind.” Karren replied stiffly.
“Thank God, sorry not to talk to you first because here I forgot, earlier you were still sleeping so his ART had not been able to say the same to you.” Gibran.
Karren nodded, though Gibran could not see it as the man had already refocused on his frying pan and spatula.
“Keep you cook what now?” karren asked slightly to bend his head so that he could see the contents of the pan that was stirring Gibran.
“Fried rice, I am confused about what to cook so I cook fried rice only the simplest.” Answer Gibran.
“you can cook?” asked Karren doubtfully.
She doesn't want to honeymoon in the hospital after eating Gibran's cooking, but she can take it if she goes through her college leave only to return to the hospital.
Gibran turned his head towards Karren, from his expression it seemed he did not accept Karren's question which sounded like he was doubting him.
“You doubt me?” gibran asked, narrowing his eyes at Karren with dislike.
“Yes want how else mas, I will never see you play kitchen tools, usually you just play the same books and laptops aja.” Said Karren while raising his shoulders.
“If only cook fried rice like this I can.” reply Gibran.
“Terus why did you say you were confused about what to cook as if you could cook all kinds of food?” karren.
“I was confused about masakin you fried rice what instant noodles.” Reply Gibran.
Karren was again stunned to hear Gibran's remarks, already know no one is good at cooking but Gibran even a lot of style by giving leave to his ART. If this is the story, can be sure in the next week they will eat more instant noodles and fried rice.
Moments later, chef Gibran's fried rice was ripe, Karren helped move the fried rice onto the plate. The fried rice made by Gibran is quite complete because there are vegetables, chicken milk, sausages that have been cut into pieces and eggs as well. Looking at it from its appearance is quite convincing.
After the fried rice was served on the dining table neatly, Karren switched to preparing a drink for him and Gibran, he prepared two drinks at once, one glass of water and one glass of orange juice.
They began their breakfast in silence, Karren was amazed by Gibran's skill in cooking fried rice because the taste of fried rice made by Gibran can be said to be delicious. Maybe better fried rice made by Gibran compared to fried rice made by him.
Karren can not lie if the affairs of the taste of cooking, his tongue is like the tongue of a master chef jury who will not hesitate to comment if the taste does not match his tongue, even his mother's cooking if not delicious, he must have commented.
“Your fried rice is really good! Next time make it again mas.” Karren blinks his eyes to seduce her husband.
Gibran rolled his eyeballs off guard, he didn't even intend to cook every day.
“You should cook, not me.” Reply Gibran.
“You can also cook right?” ask Gibran.
“Could be, but all this time I often help mami.” Answer Karren.
“Alright then I will be ready to make fried rice for you if you are craving later.” Gibran.
“Masssss...” cried Karren when Gibran indirectly told her to get pregnant immediately.
Gibran only chuckled, knowing that Karren was not ready to get pregnant because he still wanted to enjoy his life and his marriage.
“Karren, you are so full of joy screaming.” Gibran.
“You're bummering! So if I want fried rice you wait to get pregnant first?” karren.
“Well, there you have it..” replied Gibran while aiming his shoulder.
“Th basic nyebelin!” ketus Karren's.
“Udah cepetan upin, I have promised papi to make him play chess.” Gibran.
“What!? Playing chess? Early-morning gini?” asked Karren surprised.
“Yes, you learn how to cook as well as your mom.”
Karren gaping to hear Gibran's words, he did not think that Gibran immediately told him to learn to cook this fast, when they should enjoy time together.
“She wants to be alone, but why even want to play chess with papi?” asked Karren with a frown.
“Well how else, papi you called me earlier because today he again does not work.” Gibran.
Karren could only let out a long sigh, he was annoyed why his papi did not understand the situation, did his papi not make out with his mama as usual? Why bother people who want to make out.
After finishing breakfast, Gibran immediately got out of his seat and intended to visit his father-in-law's house to keep his promise of playing chess.
While Karren was forced to obey only what was ordered by her husband and prepare to learn to cook.
Just as Gibran and Karren had walked out of their house, both of them could already see Bernard standing at the door waving his hands.
“See well, papi you are very fond of us to there.” Gibran said as he returned Bernard's smile.
“Not seneng we came, but papi seneng has been successful for us can not be alone.” Karren was upset.
“Ren, can't say that.” Gibran reminded.
Arriving at the home of Key and Bernard, Gibran immediately kissed the back of Bernard's hand and hugged a glance, as well as Karren.
“Bapi really happy anyway like, seneng ya has succeeded for me as well as Gibran can not be alone?” karren said with sewot.
Hearing his daughter's words made Bernard laugh, he even let out tears from the end of his eyes when he saw his daughter's annoyed face.
“Why did papi even laugh?” asked Karren not to like it.
“Papi seneng aja can see you like gini, first you also like to disturb papi same mami time alone wle.” said Bernard while sticking out his tongue to mock Karren.
Hearing the answer from his papi made Karren even Gibran surprised, Bernard's attitude was very childish in their opinion.
“What!? So papi again bales revenge with me?” asked Karren annoyed.
But Bernard just laughed as he walked into the house making Karren even more annoyed at him.