MBA (Married By Accident)
Arfin's Oddity

At 10am Arfin had just come down the stairs, the man came down and went straight to the dinner table.

"Den, want to eat?" Ask mbok Ijah.

"Em." Arfin chewed on the apple he just bit. "May mbok, but I want to eat soto." He said, biting another apple.

"Soto?" Ask mbok Ijah to make sure.

"Yes mbok, soto." Answer Arfin.

"Em, good den." Mbok Ijah immediately did what Arfin asked.

"This crap please get rid of." Arfin clamped his nose when he smelled the pungent aroma of chili sauce.

"Eh, this is Aden's favorite sambal, the mother who told me to make." Answer mebok Ijah, but also immediately get rid of what Arfin wants.

"Em, but I don't like the smell of it." Arfin took a deep breath. "It feels nauseous." Said the man again.

"Heh, is Aden sick?" mbok Ijah looked at the face of his master's son.

"No, but if I keep smelling the scent for a long time I'm gonna faint." Arfin said while chuckling. "Come on, I've been wanting to eat soto." Said governing.

"Eh, yes den. Wait a minute." Mbok Ijah immediately did what Arfin asked.

While Arfin looked around like looking for something.

"Where are fried onions usually?" his tananya while approaching mbok Ijah in front of the stove.

"For what den, it's in the closet." Mbok ijah menagmbil small jars. "This is the bring."

Arfin smiled. "Thanks mbok." The man passed by carrying a jar of fried onions.

"Ah, it smells good." Arfin opened the lid of the jar, and smelled the scent of onions that he loved so much.

In front of the TV the man sat on the sofa while snacking on fried onions, until unconsciously his mouth continued to evaporate making him close his eyes.

"Kay, are you okay?" Sasi asked as she saw Kanaya coming out of her house.

"Em, why Sas?" Kanaya asked back.

"Normally pregnant women will experience nausea and vomiting, but it seems like you are just plain old." Sasi.

Both walked out of the complex to go to work.

Last night Sasi accompanied Kanaya, making Sasi stay the night.

"Good dong then, I can work as usual without any hindrance." Kanaya smiled.

"Yes too." Both giggle.

Kanaya works in a cafe, mekipun only as a waiter but Kanaya is grateful for getting a job, especially after this the burden re-increases for her baby, birth costs and so on. From now on Kanaya should be able to save.

"Well, cook what?" He asked when he saw Ijah mbok struggling in front of a pan that reflected smoke.

"This is Ma'am, den Arfin asked to make soto." Answer mbok Ijah.

"Heh, since when does Arfin like soto?" Olive was confused.

"No, ma'am, den Arfin is also a strange tone. Cook fried onions in cemilin." Mbok Ijah.

"Geez, this is so weird. He never wants to eat that way." Olive seemed to think.

What's wrong with his son?

Seeing Arfin sleeping in messy clothes alone had made Olive confused, and now Ijah's speech made her even more confused.

Does Arfin have any abnormalities? no, Olive shook her head.

As for what they were talking about, it just opened its eyes after hearing the ringing of its phone.

Arfin looked at the name that called. "Sir Gandhi."

"Hello sir."

"..."

"Em, do I have to go there now?"

"..."

"Yes, maybe my afternoon will come." Arfin hung up the phone.

"When did you like Soto?"

Suddenly Olive came with mbok Ijah with a tray containing soto complete with a companion.

"Em, it must use Mah's excuse." Arfin said while looking at the appearance of artificial soto mbok Ijah which was so tempting.

Olive stared fixedly at the face of her son who was so happy to see the fruitful food.

"Yes no, but you never want to eat if Ijah mbok make." Olive is sitting.

"See, ma'am, obviously I want to eat this." Arfin immediately tasted the hot sauce that he had added a complement.

"And what is this Fin, you just eat fried onions. You're like a craving person."Olive rambled at the strangeness of her son.

"I'm not pregnant mah, how can cravings."

"Who knows, you've left your tadpole on the girl."

Uhuk...