
"Lho, Ram, what's wrong with Sisil?" ask Yenny who just returned with sahur side dishes, then put them on the table.
"I don't know either, Mom," Rama replied, shaking his head.
"I want to go to the room, hiks!" pinta Sisil with a stifled voice from crying. He deliberately asked Rama to take him to the room, because he was afraid if Yenny would find out about the problems they were experiencing.
It is enough that Rama is indifferent, not again Yenny or Mbah Yahya. Because it feels so painful.
"I took Sisil to the room first, huh, Mom?" Rama looked towards Yenny, and the woman immediately nodded.
"Oh yeah, take Sisil to the room. Later the same banana compote with sahur food you will take Aunt to the room, huh?"
"Yes, thank you, Mom." Rama immediately grabbed his wife's body while standing up, then carried her and took her step up the stairs to his room.
After entering and closing the door, Rama slowly laid his wife's body on the bed.
However, the girl still continued to cry with both hands covering her face.
"Dek ... lase nangisnya," said Rama softly. He slowly opened Sisil's hands and rubbed the wet cheeks. "What are you doing? Same story I. Is there a problem?" tanyanya is attentive.
It seems like Rama was not aware, if the reason Sisil was crying because of dikeki. Or maybe, Rama did know, but intentionally did.
I don't know, only Rama and Allah know.
'Why Aa is insensitive, I obviously cry because of Aa. Because Aa is a bitch!' sisil was upset and came back crying.
"Lho, asked really you cry again? What the hell, Dek?"
Geck! Geck! Geck!
There was a knock on the door from the outside, and then no one spoke for a long time.
"Sir Rama! Excuse me! Aunty bring kolak and eat sahur Mr and Miss Sisil!" she was a servant aunt.
"Oh yeah, Bi!" sahut Rama's. He stepped towards the door and opened it.
Sisil had been silent since then and was staring at her husband's wide back. But in his brain, he was thinking of ways to keep Rama from being ignorant anymore. Even as a bonus, the man will ask her to make love.
"You want to eat sahur straight away, do you continue eating his collar again, Dek?" rama asked who was approaching. He sat on the bed beside Sisil. Then put the tray he held on the nightstand.
"Daddy, why are you still quiet? Ayok answered," Pinta Rama who looked confused by the strange attitude of his wife. Suddenly he also became alim once, not chatty as usual.
"I want to eat kolak, A," replied Sisil slowly.
"Yes, sit down." Rama pulled his wife's body to sit, then gave a bowl of banana compotes to Sisil's hand. "Look eat. I'm also eating sahur, Dek.
Now Rama has taken a plate containing rice, vegetable soup, fried chicken and potato paste. Then start to devour it.
Sisil who saw him immediately swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. The food Rama ate seemed so appetizing. He wanted to eat, but while being fed.
"Lho, how are you still quiet again, Dek?" Rama looked at Sisil who was still frozen. "Quickly finish the collar. Later it was eating rice," he added then returned to eating.
"I wanted to eat together with Aa," pinta Sisil with a sad look. His eyes look back in tears. He just finished crying.
"It's not like we're eating together, Dek." Rama really did not understand his wife
"I mean a plate of two, A."
"Oh that's it." Rama immediately took a spoon on the other plate, which contained the same menu. It was for Sisil. "Nih hold the spoon, let's eat together," he asked while giving a spoon.
"Oh, yes." Sisil with a disappointed face immediately took a spoon in Rama's hand. Finally, he ate alone, although he thought it was not as good as the food Rama ate.
Though actually their food is the same, but strangely the mouth of Rama looks good. Not as good as his mouth.
'When I was fed. But I don't think I dare to say it, while Aa herself is insensitive, Sisil's inner self. He chewed slowly on the food, and swallowed it forcibly.
But at once, he also remembered the time where he and Rama honeymooned in Korea. While eating ketoprak, Rama even bribed him. And he really wanted to repeat that moment.
"I want that chicken, A." Sisil pointed at the thigh of the chicken that Rama had just finished biting. And the man immediately gave it to her, but Sisil quickly took it by biting her directly. Not taking it by hand. "The chicken is good, A" he said with sparkling eyes.
Actually what makes it delicious is the bite marks and from the hands of Rama directly. That's why.
"Yes." Yeah." Rama answered him briefly while nodding his head.
^^^Connected....^^^