Married With Friends
CHAPTER 6
The day started late in the afternoon, and it was time for dance to come home.
because today Andra came home late, Tari went home using the services of online motorcycle taxi.
Dari went home to his parents first, the plan he would take his favorite motorbike and then go to the supermarket to buy cooking ingredients.
Tari was going to go to the market to make the price cheaper, but already this afternoon a lot of jongko jongko that has been closed, even if there is sometimes no fresh meat and vegetables.
The online object in the ride Dance stopped because of the red light, Tari accidentally glanced to the right.
How shocked Dari saw the figure of a man who crushed his hope was piggybacking on a woman, Dari, the woman affectionately wrapped her hands around Gerry's waist but Tari did not see the woman's face because she was facing right in the same direction as Tari's view.
But wait! it seems like Dance recognized the woman.
Ah no way, no way she.
maybe Tari guessed wrong.
Furious, disappointed, sad mixed into one.
the red light has now turned into a green light, all vehicles are driving back.
Dari wanted to chase after them, but considering that the day was getting late, Tari undoes her intentions.
Now that Tari arrived at the house of his parents, he knocked on the door of the house.
"Tok tok tok"
"Assalamualaikum Ma'am, sir?" call Dance
Silence has no answer.
"Where are they?how lonely?" dance mutters itself.
"Dance? been a long time, son? which husband? why themselves?" Sumi's mom came up from the side of the house.
"But Bu just dari sampe, Andra came home late ma'am, there was a visit from the center he said.
where's mom from?" replied Dance while greeting her mother.
"Son, the same husband do not call the name impolite." instead of answering the question of Tari, Sumi mother instead advised her son.
"Yes Ma'am sorry, the dance has not been washed" said Tari.
his mother smiled "get used to well son." as she rubbed her fist.
"What cooking is Mom?" Dance diverts the conversation.
"Favorite vegetable lodeh cooking of your father, son, eat first here well? later you bring home lodeh vegetables for your husband." hail Bu sumi.
"Later aja deh Bu, afraid of the kesorean Dance here want to bring the motor continue to the supermarket shopping kitchen needs so that tomorrow dance can cook." decline Dance.
"Yes, you have brought her lodeh vegetables to eat with your husband later, fear you do not have time to cook son." Bu Sumi offers a baperware containing vegetable lodeh, salted fish and vegetable bakwan.
Dari receives her, inserts the baperware into the trunk of her motorcycle and tells her mother.
"Bu Tari go first well greetings to the father, assalamualaikum." pamit Tari.
"Wassalamu'alaikum, be careful son" replied Sumi as she waved her hand.
Returning home from her parents Tari drove a motorcycle to the supermarket with the aim of buying the contents of the refrigerator.
The first dance is the trading area, Dance to look for fresh meat and cut chicken.
After that he went to the spice area, he tore some plastic roll that he filled with various kitchen spices.
Then he headed to the fruit and egg area, continued Tari bought some Snack for friends watching tv.
Not to forget he headed to the non-food area to buy other household needs such as bath soap, laundry soap, fragrance, tea, etc
Pretty much shopping, up to two large swish pockets.
quite heavy Dance took him, he kept his groceries on the front of his motor matic.
Tari took out a sheet of five thousand rupiah and gave it to one of the parking lotmen.
"Thank you, here's the change" the carpenter handed Tari the change.
"Thank you neng, please be careful on the road to the destination congratulations" said the father of parking again.
"Aamiin, both sir" replied Tari as she drove her motorcycle.
Arriving at his residence Tari parked the motorbike in the yard, he opened the door and then entered the house.
Dari kept her groceries on the dining table, then she left them to the room to change her work clothes with after home.
Finished changing clothes, Tari warmed the rice and served the side dish given by his mother, then he cleaned the groceries until it was finished. Then he cleaned the house sweeping and mopping her.
Dancing wiped the sweat on his forehead, the activity this afternoon was quite draining his energy "Huft quite cape too, turns out gini it feels like a housewife." murmured himself
the time shows at 15:30 wib, Andra has not yet returned.
While waiting for her husband to come home, dance to clean his sticky body first by doing rituals in the bathroom.
Half an hour he spent in the bathroom, until it did not feel adzan magrib had reverberated.
I immediately perform the magrib prayer.
The sound of the roar of the car rang out in front of his house, it seemed like Andra was coming home.
He had not yet opened his door, he went straight out and opened the gate of his house.
it was true that her husband was coming home.
Andra put the car into her yard and Tari closed the gate again.
"Assalamualaikum" Andra said, handing his wife.
Dance welcomes Andra's hand and endures her "Waalaikumsalam." Dance should get used to kissing her husband's hand.
I don't know why Andra's heart warms, there's something different this time.
Some were welcoming when he came home from work and smelled the aroma of cooking at his home.
now he is no longer alone, there are those who accompany his sleep even though they have not carried out the obligations of husband and wife at least Andra has friends in his house.
Someone prepared a meal for him, and took care of his house, preparing all his needs.
He was his friend from childhood and his wife.
"Write first! do you want to eat right away?" dance Word
"Just take it first, fear the hunt runs out of magribnya time I have not prayed magrib." replied Andra.
"Yas is already well" said Tari.
Andra went to the bathroom to perform her bathing ritual, after which she performed Maghrib prayer.
After the prayer, he went to the dining table, where his wife was waiting.
"Wiw vegetable lodeh" Andra's eyes sparkled to see his favorite menu.
"Yes this is a vegetable lodeh made by my mother, my mother was afraid I did not hunt down cooking he said.*" explained Tari.
"Sayur lodeh made by mother is TOP from the past, I like it very much." exclaimed Andra
"Oh yes dong, his son also did not lose tuh." timpal Tari boasted
"Times?" ledek Andra
"Yes, the proof is that you like my homemade noodle martabak" said Tari
"Whatever the cuisine is if my wife is cooking, I'd love it" Andra said with a smile
blush cheek Dance flushed, she bowed shy and amused with Andra's words when she called her MY WIFE
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cieee dance start baper nih kayaknya, hehehe ðŸ¤