Mr. Amnesia's Wife
Slanderer!
In the morning, the door was knocked by someone. Aida woke up slightly surprised, then went out to open the door.
"Bima Sister? How early in the morning?"
"Eh yes, Da. Wanted it was a mallem, but apparently there was activity." he replied, not feeling good. "You get between clothes, make Mas Tono. Presumably this fits, our posture is not much different."
"Yes, thank you, brother." Aida accepted it with pleasure.
Bima was immediately ready to go home, because he will be in service this morning. And Aida went straight in, to start cooking Tono and her grandmother's breakfast.
"Nur, how are you cooking?" tanya Tono, who woke up from her sleep.
"Aida, Mas." he said annoyed.
"Sorry, this tongue is used to being comfortable with that call." Tono scratched his head.
"Au ah, kelp." Aida's back on the ingredients.
Grandma came, wearing her face without letting go. He used to perform dawn prayers in the mosque near there. He immediately greeted Aida and Tono who were chatting in his kitchen.
"Grandmother, where?" ask Tono.
"You are, what amnesia is that? Do not know at all, if you wear that face, the sign abis salat? Don't-don't you, yesterday's shower wasn't clean?" Aida sniffed Tono's body with her nose.
"When I take a shower, I know how. But if I pray, I don't know. Sorry." Tono bowed and moody.
"Russia, Nur. You are, menggeledek continue." reprimanded the Grandma, who immediately called Nur if near Tono.
"Nur, can I help you?" tawar Tono to him.
"What help? Want to cook?"
"Perhaps, it will be spontaneous." replied Tono, grabbing a few carrots neatly arranged on the table. He peeled it cleanly, then sliced it according to instructions from Aida. A little horrified when I had to keep asking, especially with Aida's cynical look at her..
"If not for advertising, why would you help me get here?" her mind.
"Mas, what's wrong with Mas Tono?" Aida looked worried to see it. He immediately helped, and asked Tono to lie down on the existing sofa.
"Aida, Tono why?" ask the grandmother who was no less worried about him.
"Mr, Mas Tono's head is sick. Maybe this is what made her memory disappear." Aida rushed to take the medicine that the Doctor gave her to Tono, in her bedroom closet.
"But he hasn't had breakfast."
"Father, it's an emergency" replied Aida.
Tono took the medicine, and lay down trying to calm herself down. The pain was mild, although there had been no progress on his memory.
"Sleep here. I want to prepare breakfast." pinta Aida, and Tono nodded at him.
Aida immediately continued her cooking. He also intervened himself to feed Tono until the food was toilet.
"Nur, thank you."
"Later thank you. If it is healed. At a minimum, remember Mas's own name." replied Aida, wiping Tono's face with a damp cloth for his sweat.
Braaakk! The door opened violently. It looked like a woman with a cynical face, entering without excuse. Moreover, when staring Aida and Tono both in the living room of the house.
" Oh, is this why you don't want to go home to Auntie?"
"Aunt Rum? Why here?" asked Aida, who was slowly standing up to him.
"You are the one who did it! Same old man in this house. Pantes you ran away yesterday. Not done with you, long time." raged.
"Rum, they're not both. Mom's at home, accompanying them all night." Grandma said to her granddaughter.
"Mother won't realize, if they're in the middle of a room together!" hatchlings.
"Astaghfirullah, Arum! Sometimes come, just make a storm. Do you want to come here?" ask Grandma out loud this time.