Marrying Two Widows
Cooking For Wife

Rafka and Azura were shocked. The two of them released themselves, standing parallel to Gista. Rafka walks over to Gista. He squatted in front of his wife's wheelchair.

"Darling do you want breakfast too? I'll cook it for you too" Rafka said, offering Gista.

"May, but tumben you cook Mas" said Gista.

During his stay in the mansion Gista never saw Rafka cook. This is the first time I've cooked. That's why Gista was astonished.

"Azura cravings, he wants me to eat my cooking" Rafka said.

"Nwidam? Azura's pregnant?" ask Gista. She was quite surprised by Azura's pregnancy.

"Yes, this morning Azura did a test pack and the results thank God line two" Rafka explained to Gista.

Gista smiled at the news. Although she was a bit sad because she was not pregnant yet.

"I'm happy for you" said Gista.

"Azura congratulations on your pregnancy" Gista congratulated Azura.

"Yes Gista" said Azura.

Azura approached Gista she stood behind Gista holding her from behind.

"Hopefully Gista will get pregnant soon as well" Azura said.

"Amin" said Gista.

Gista smiled even though his heart was anxious. During his years married to Derry, he had not been given a child. She herself doubted that she could get pregnant. Gista once checked his contents into the hospital. Gista declared barren. That's why he probably won't be able to give any offspring to Rafka. The harsh reality that he had to swallow. He can only see the happiness of Azura who is pregnant with the fruits of her love with Rafka.

"My dear angels, you wait for me to cook first" said Rafka.

"Yes Mas" said Azura and Gista.

Rafka cooking in the kitchen witnessed by his two wives. They both smile at Rafka's hilarious, stiff and messy demeanor while cooking. His clothes got all dirty. Her eyes shed tears from peeling onions. Not to mention he coughed while sauteing herbs containing chili.

"It's ripe, special fried rice for my beloved wives" said Rafka.

"Mas I have a gift for you" said Gista.

"I also have a gift for you" Azura said.

Rafka puts the fried rice first near the stove. He collected gifts from his two wives. He sat in front of Gista.

Cup

Cup

Both his wives kissed Rafka's cheeks.

"I want more than that" Rafka said.

Rafka kissed his two wives in turn.

"Mas" said Gista and Azura timidly.

"Let's eat my angels" said Rafka.

Gista and Azura nodded. Rafka pushes Gista's wheelchair towards the dining table in the dining room. Azura brought the special fried rice to the dining table. The three of them sat down to eat. Suddenly Radhitya entered the dining room.

"Boil fried rice, it's delicious" said Radhitya want to take fried rice on the table.

"Stop! that's fried rice for my two wives" Rafka said.

"That's kirain for me brother" Radhitya said.

"You want to?" ask Rafka.

Radhitya was already happy to hear her brother's question. She thought her brother would be kind to her. Maybe she'll cook it, that's what she thinks.

"Yes my sister" said Radhitya.

"So yourself there!" Rafka's orders.

"Cirain? mau dimasakin" said Radhitya.

"What's so great about rame?" ask Luna who just entered the dining room.

Seeing Luna who entered the dining room Radhitya directly asked Luna for help.

"Lun masakin nasi goreng brother dong" said Radhitya.

"Be sure to ask Bi TK B only" said Luna.

"Everything has a wife dong, it's a playboy but it's hard to find a future wife" said Luna mocking Radhitya.

"Bawel, it's hard to tell you. Look at it tomorrow, brother bring a future wife" said Radhitya.

"Please, at least the bottlenecks you brought. She was married to her sister" said Luna.

Rafka and his two wives laughed at Radhitya and Luna's endless quarrel. They never get along or make peace.

Because no one wants to cook fried rice for him. Radhitya tried to cook the fried rice himself. He prepared all the ingredients and ingredients.

"Look at the medsos how to cook good fried rice" said Luna approached Radhitya to the kitchen.

"No need, big brother cook, already master nih" said Radhitya boasting himself.

"Yaudah, it's up to you if the gazebo" said Luna out of the kitchen.

Radhitya did not listen to Luna's words. He is confident in his own way.

"Just make fried rice what the hell is difficult" said Radhitya.

Radhitya was about to cut the cayenne pepper but he hesitated.

"Diputong is common if mocked using rich hand dough would be better" said Radhitya.

Radhitya took twenty cayenne pepper and crushed it with his hand until it was crushed into small pieces.

"Kok my hand is very hot, it is rich in burning" said Radhitya.

"Huuuu ..heat, red again" Radhitya said, blowing his flushed hands together.

"Forgot this pain, the onion has not been peeled" Radhitya said.

Radhitya peels a jumbo-sized red onion. He originally peeled up ten seeds.

Her tears kept flowing down her cheeks.

"The feeling of not watching the cry of stepchildren kok baper gini yes" said Radhitya.

"Well the more tears my eyes, the father-in-law is cruel times yes or many wives are hurt" said Radhitya.

Radhitya started to cut the vegetables, he used a meat knife of considerable size.

"Well, where are my fingers that I cut, where are the knives" Radhitya said.

"Aw..perih nih if hit by water, torture even though only want to make fried rice" said Radhitya.

Radhitya started putting cooking oil into the frying pan. He put in enough oil and then put the chicken to fry first.

Pleetuk.....

The cooking oil exploded into Radhitya's hands.

"Aw.

"The mother-in-law has lost sadistic nih ma this cooking oil" said Radhitya.

Finished frying the chicken, Radhitya sauteed the seasoning that was in his blender.

Sreeeng..sreeeng...

The spice was sauteed back and forth by Radhitya.

"Ugh...ugh...ugh. How did it go?" Radhitya.

Radhitya began to include side dishes and vegetables to be sauteed first, then white rice.

Radhitya turned the fried rice back to overcooked.

"Kok is a bit brown, maybe this is a sign of perfect maturity" said Radhitya origin concluded the cuisine.

"But the vegetables shrink and even dry, this is really not yes" said Radhitya.

After the smell of his cooking began to strange then Radhitya lifted his cooking.

"This is the result of master Radhitya's cooking, guaranteed delicious" said Radhitya boasting while holding fried rice on his plate.

"Hi Radit's sister"

A young woman dressed in sexy clothes was at the kitchen door. She looks fashionable and menor. His hair was long reddish, he was wearing black glasses. He looked flirtatious with his flirting style.