My Berondong Husband
#17 The Story of Siomay and Batagor
"Nih," said Kevano while putting siomay full of peanut sauce on a wooden table.
"Wah siomay, that's delicious. Uh for a second, you really want to make me fat, huh?" Despite speaking so Kesya still took the food.
Who will resist the temptation of a soft siomay, with a mixture of fish meat and dumpling wrap, plus potatoes, tofu, vegetables, steamed bitter melon and boiled eggs, and, then doused with a sweet peanut sauce.
"Gini jiang delicious eat Siomay tau, let healthy. I think I'm."
"Siomay is good to eat in the morning, anyways you just eat Batagor." Kesya said while taking one of Kevano's bricks with his fork.
"I'm doyan batagor, the crispy outside is soft inside."
Kesya held back her laughter as she watched Kevano eat the batagor while practicing like a televised advertisement.
That day at lunchtime, Kevano deliberately invited Kesya to eat outside, on the side of the road with a breath of fresh air, as well as proving to Kesya that he can also eat cheap food.
"Where, good?" Kevano asked then, as he saw Kesya so much as enjoying his meal.
"You know, the food is only two, if it's good, it's really good."
Kevano just nodded while continuing to enjoy the batagor which cost only fifteen thousand.
For Kevano eating with Kesya like this is the rarest thing. Kesya is always busy with work, and maybe after marriage they will not have time to be together again.
While enjoying the food, Kesya's phone rang, there was a very clear call in Kevano's eyes that had glanced, the lover Bian.
Kesya held up the call while slightly moving away from where they ate. But, before long Kesya returned again like nothing happened.
"Who? Boss sir?" Kevano asks a lie when he knows that the call was from Bian.
"No. From Bian. Ngingetin's lunch." Kesya said as if lazy to answer that question.
"Oh, like a kid."
"Not often. Bian's not usually like that."
"Why? Aren't you guys dating for a long time?"
"Yes I'm busy, Bian's busier. Meet once a week is very lucky."
"so. Try going out with me, I'll keep in touch all the time, I remember eating, sleeping until worship."
"That's his possessive name, anyways I've told you that..."
"Yes, you don't like leaning together." Cut Kevano before Kesya continues his talk.
While Kesya held up her thumb.
"But I'm gonna make aunty like me." Keep Kevano in a confident tone.
"Yayain is Lah."
"Seriously you know."
"Udah continued eating. Ngaco is never really."
Kevano put on a sullen face with Kesya's words. Kesya never responded to Kevano's words correctly, all the words Kevano had long ago only considered the babbling of a child.
"Mama tumben here?" Said Kesya when he saw the mother suddenly came without giving any news first, even though their house was not so far away.
Kesya had just returned home from the office, when she saw the apartment already had the mama, who was indeed Kesya living in the spare key.
"Pengen aja play. Mama's been lonely since you moved the apartment, and after you married Bian's just getting lonely again." Said aunt Susan while taking a drink that was in the Kesya refrigerator, which was only a drink, plus bubukan maca.
Kesya was silent, not answering her mother's words. Every time I see her, my mom always says that. Saying that he is lonely because the child prefers to stay in the apartment rather than at home, even though the reason Kesya moved to stay in the apartment has been said repeatedly.
Four years ago since he was accepted to work in Mr. Ruben's office, he wanted to concentrate on working, let alone his workers were not easy, had to come on time, had to overtime until he came home late at night, that's why he chose an apartment that is closer than Putra group.
In addition, near the apartment, many places can be bought for office needs.
"Why don't you have any more kids?" Ask Kesya then, just kidding. Because he knew his mother would never have another child. More precisely not.
"Your mother is old. You should have kids, let me have grandchildren."
"Good-boy huh? If it's the same Bian nunda pregnancy how?"
The mother walked over to Kesya who was sitting on the sofa carrying a glass of orange juice, which she bought before coming to the apartment, because she knew Kesya would not want to drink like that.
"Why should it be delayed? The child is the sustenance of God's gift, what's wrong if we immediately pick up sustenance. If you can, you'll have a lot of kids, so the house won't be quiet if we go."
Lady Susan recalled the incident after Kesya SD, when the doctor sentenced her to no longer be a child because of illness and had to remove her uterus.
"Judah ma, don't talk about it." Say Kesya before her mother remembers past events.
"Yes. What's your wedding plan?"
"Tante Mira ngajak choice of clothes ma, the day after tomorrow."
Lady Susan nodded.
"Ma, Kesya's choice to marry Bian is it true?" Kesya asked doubtfully with her own question.
Actually the question continues to disturb his mind since the wedding plan with aunt Mira.
"What the hell is it?" Lady Susan approached Kesya while clasping her hands. "You still doubt?"
Kesya.
"Look at Bian, his son was kind, polite and learned. Despite her silence."
"That, Ma. Even though Kesya is the same Bian has been dating for almost two years, but Kesya does not know who Bian is. Bian busy for us rarely meet."
"Yet your father didn't know each other, we were arranged instead. But look at us for almost thirty years."
"But that's Mama not Kesya. Mama knows that Kesya is very easy to think."
"Yes Mama knows, so Mama will always support whatever your choice."
Kesya nodded as she hugged her mother tightly.
Choose it is good to tell his mother, because it must have a good way out.