My ex-Ipar Candidate
CHAPTERS 154. Who Is Weird (Wife/Suami?)
Radha seemed to talk to the thin-moustached man. Somehow his wife got along so Radha seemed familiar with whoever was there.
"So don't be there, you'll get the oil."
Gian who gawked Radha tarik and made him momentarily surprised. The man was just astonished to see the process of frying the food that Radha wanted. He may have enjoyed it before, but Gian doesn't remember it.
"So don't ask for money dong, I don't hold money," he said as he raised the hands of the brothers, just like the SD boy who met his parents at the night market.
"How much do you want?" asked Gian carefully and caused various thoughts in Radha's mind.
"Well, just pack it anyway, one."
"One what? One serving or one which how?"
"One wagon!!"
Radha scolded, he was upset because Gian asked so, it should be enough to give without asking, even though as a source of money only natural he asked.
"Mas, I bought it all."
The man was surprised when Gian said to buy all his merchandise. Obviously so that Radha is not another snack. Not only the seller was surprised, Radha was also so.
"Sister, that's it," he stared at Gian's seemingly ordinary face, without the slightest bit of anger and was not joking.
"You're a wagon, what's my fault?"
"Yes I'm just kidding, that time is taken seriously, keep trying."
"Ck, it's already .. why are you confused."
"Yes obviously dong I'm confused, how will he eat?"
"Grandpa dong's mouth, time past the nose."
Gian's simple answer made Radha just sigh slowly. Wanting to tell the seller that her husband was joking, Radha was not that happy.
The man was already happy, even he took out all the tempe that he had just opened. What an unexpected sustenance did come without her expecting, the man thought.
Radha who wants to ask a lot of things to be reluctant, he is only afraid that Gian will no longer give him money because previously tempe mendoan as much as this turned out to drain the wallet also for Radha.
"What else do you want, honey?"
Gian menenteng big plastic contains a collection of mendoan tempe that is enough for a large family. Relaxedly and without the slightest awareness if now it becomes a spectacle of many people.
"Udah kok," replied Radha displaying his neat teeth, he really regretted having originally spoken to Gian before.
Tempe dean a wagon, as a result true Gian bought him that much. Somehow the way he spent it, while the people at home there were only a few.
"Seriously? Just tell me, before you regret."
Gian earnestly, staring at Radha's doubtful steps he was sure his wife wanted something. But asked many times Radha did not want to.
"Zura sure?"
The man asked again for certainty about this, he was afraid if things like the incident of lunch were repeated. Before Gian arrives home, he should ask first.
"Yakin, sister .. let's go home," said Radha who is now a little resigned, imagining how her in-laws will be if she is caught buying food that is only one type and as much.
"Well, we go home now .. If you change your mind say it before five minutes we're on our way, okay?"
He was only worried if later when he arrived at Radha's house even whined for this and that to Gian. And he doesn't want that kind of thing to happen later.
"Yes, that's real."
Gian sighed softly, hoping that what Radha said was true.
Their journey through, of course with Radha who has begun to enjoy the hot tempeh mendoan as he wishes. Even though Gian had asked that his wife eat when later at home only.
"Wouldn't you?"
"No, full."
"Such a boy in fact," he said and Gian only put his shoulders in response.
Her lips were full of oil, eating one was not enough either. Sitting in a position like a coffee shop while occasionally Radha moves her body to the music makes Gian just smile again and again, quite a free monkey mask, thought Gian.
Not only on the road it turns out, the woman is now excited not to play when she arrives home. He ran with a large bag of mendoan tempe that teased the taste, obviously the main purpose is the kitchen.
"Mama!!!"
"Geez, where are you from? What'sthat?"
Jelita who was curious about everything stared at what Radha brought with her enthusiastic bead.
"By-by," he answered briefly as he spread a warm smile.
"Well, you like, haven't eaten ginian in a long time, Gian boughtin?" asked Jelita a little doubt, because to her knowledge Gian never wanted to eat tempe from small.
"Sister Gian paid for it, I asked for dong."
"This much? You asked for it, honey?!" Honestly speaking, Jelita was surprised to see this number.
"I asked for one, but Kak Gian bought you a cart, Ma."
Radha explained innocently, considering how Gian had decided to buy tempe as if it was enough for one village.
"Ck, there's just this one of you."
Jelita spread a sweet smile, she clapped her daughter-in-law's hair. Jelita who understood what her daughter-in-law meant immediately took out a few dishes to hand out that much tempe.
"This is for Mr. Budi, this one is for Mr. Aryo, this is for bi Asih ama mba Layla, keep the others new for us."
The middle-aged woman smiled warmly as she looked at this daughter-in-law with a very sweet heart. He even remembered all those who worked at home, the housekeeper, Jelita's personal driver who also sometimes drove him, and also the two domestic assistants who he had not seen where he was.
"Bi Asih is there, isn't it, Ma?"
"Some, honey .. Just arrived a few minutes ago, maybe she's tired."
Jelita gave an explanation, the two domestic assistants did differ in age quite far. Asih who already has a family sometimes cannot if he continues to work there, sometimes he goes home because he has to take care of his children and grandchildren.
In the midst of the busyness of the two women, Gian approached them. Those eyes stared fixedly at Radha and shamelessly he peeked at her cheek suddenly.
"Ehem, there's still Mama, Gian."
"Why indeed? Papa used to do this kind of thing in front of me."
Jelita blushing, her son's mouth is amazingly annoying. While Radha who is now beside Jelita also felt the same thing, even though only a kiss on the cheek still he was embarrassed.
"You can answer, Gi."
"It's okay, Mama's talking facts." Gian pulling the corner of the lip,
"No, what do you want? Hungry huh?" Radha tried to ask because the man was now playing with her hair.
"Ehm, hungry indeed."
"What do you eat pack? I'm ready, yes" said Radha gave up her job, but Gian had already restrained her wrist.
"Pengen you," he answered innocently and made Jelita buyak hear the answer coming out of his son's mouth.
"Is Big Brother anyway, serious man too." His face was already completely like a wall this time, in front of Jelita he was extremely embarrassed.
"There, Ra ... let Mama who ready, you just your husband, still late afternoon have asked for a mute."
"Mama sewot!!"
"You're rude, yes" jelita said when her son answered so and pinched her chin.
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I'm writing from 2 o'clock, but I just ran this morning. Sorry gaes, I try to be more optimal. If it can't be three, God willing I keep trying at least can be up two. Babay💞 Warm regards