MY CHATTY WIFE
REND
I'm busy cleaning up my not-so-extensive yard. Mas Baskoro had left earlier at dawn, because there was an emergency he said.
"Ih. diligent newlyweds.." ledek Mpok Rodiyah. He walked towards me while feeding Nabila.
"Hehe yes, Mpok. There is no problem." I replied while plucking the grass that thrives.
"Yes yes, there is no child yet. What's that farm for?" he pointed with his lips.
"Hmm. don't know yet, Mpok. The flowers haven't bought either." My real answer is confused also want to be planted so that weeds do not grow quickly. I glanced at the yard of Mpok Rodiyah's unique house. All the yard is grown in vines, beautiful and even neater on appeal should be a lot of pots right left. There are children who are active.
"You want that flower." The question made me feel caught off guard.
I smiled shyly, "Hehe can, Mpok?" many shame.
"Taken alone, the time yes Mpok who takein. Take aja. stacking neat there later the results are also good. No need to bother using pots, throw away money." he said plain as it is.
It is true, beautiful and neat it does not need to cost even the most important in properly cared for.
The yard of Mpok Rodiyah's house was neat, colorful flowers creeping on the ground. Although the flowers are only in the morning, the afternoon will be eyeing. Maintaining it is easy only in flush does not need fertilizer and such.
"Yes Mpok, I I take ya.." my permission before picking the flower arrangement.
"Iye, take it."
I put the pattern I want. The flowers are several colors, red, pink, yellow and white.
"Well, that's good. Stay in a diligent flush." said Mpok Rodiyah.
"Yes, thank you. Oh yes have lunch ballom.. eat at my house just want not ?" take me with hope.
"Wah windfall, incidentally Mpok has not cooked. What cooking, Ma'am." he asked enthusiastically.
"What do you want?" my question made him frown.
"What cook aje, until I ask you to eat ape?" he was shocked and curious. His facial expression is funny.
"Well, complete yes.. You can kick it." he said.
"Ready, just a second. Sit down first." I asked him to sit in the front seat of my house.
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"Comm, Mpok. Please enjoy." I served water and noodles rendang flavor on the table.
He turned his head with a surprised face, "Good shit, I think rendang really, this is a mama instant mbak noodles. O Allah, it is far too much to wish to eat free rendang." his voice echoed making me laugh. When she laughed, I didn't know if she understood or not.
"Yes, Mpok." I said plainly.
"Mr every day eat this?." take a bowl and stir it.
"Yes not, Mpok. Only this often, if the husband comes home just bring the side dish. I can't cook yet." I said shyly in a little laugh interlude.
Mpok Rodiyah ate voraciously while nodding her head nod.
"Learn, newlyweds. It's also delicious, make a stomach wedge." he talks like that without any expression on his face. Makes me more embarrassed.
We ate with the instant noodles I provided.
"Other times, go shopping. Later Mpok teach her cooking, want to." he said while drinking.
"Yes, Mpok! Teach me." I said gladly.
"Yes yes, so later if there are guests not in suguhi noodles again can maag later." his words hurt the heart, but it is true. Instant noodles too often are not good. I had to learn to numbness to his spicy talk.
"Yes, Mpok. Tomorrow I can learn, Mpok." I asked. Because I know, we have the same family. It would be disturbing if I had to trouble him.
"Yes. Tomorrow shopping together at Mpok Surgical in the morning. So Mpok will all teach you to buy the fuel."
I nodded in spirit.