My husband is my teacher
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When Afriadi ate Latika cuisine.

Afriadi's face was shocked, his eyes glaring at the first mouthful.

The cuisine Latika makes.

"Should finish this food...

He's been working hard on making this for me. Although... Salty, but it must be spent."

So he decided not to comment, and preferred to spend the food on his plate, in order to keep Latika feeling and appreciating the dishes that Latika was hard-earned to make.

Afriadi smiled looking at Latika, and continued eating her.

With great difficulty Afriadi spent the food until it choked - sedak

Latika who saw him choking, immediately gave him the tea water that Latika made.

As he drank it, his countenance changed, his eyes flashing.

"Sweet... Madukah this," cried Afriadi inwardly. His stomach feels different.

Salty foods, drinks that are too sweet, complete right already.

After he finished eating Afriadi rushed away, as he could no longer hide.

Afriadi who went walking staggered, like drunk

Latika sees him walking away from her, and disappears behind the wall.

It turned out that he was hiding behind a wall eavesdropping on Latika's conversation.

Afriadi's expression looked sad as well, hearing their talk, especially the sobs of Latika's crying.

Dreeett....

Call in on Afriadi's phone.

He saw the call from who came in, it turned out to be from Hasan

Afriadi went away from his hiding place. After a long walk, he picked up the phone.

"Hallo. How's your wife's cooking?." Hasan's nice opening, you instantly get into the grueling core of the conversation for Afriadi to answer.

"Ec ... That's how it is." Afriadi replied weakly.

"Emmm... Let me guess, the cuisine is for sure...

Aaaaaaasiii."

"Where do you know? You're spying on my eyes, huh."

"Yes... You see, why am I spying on you, I better spy on my girlfriend" Hasan said.

"So where do you know?."

"Ah... I didn't say I was just guessing.

Actually it's normal, if the women's cooking tastes salty, because they're just learning. My sister was so old when she cooked I was always afraid to eat it, because salty is like eating rice with a packet of salt..."

"What's he talking about." Afriadi looked annoyed, his tone of speech was slightly emphasized. Hasan's words pierced through his ears.

"Ep... That's it." Afriadi glanced at the kitchen, his expression saddened.

"Hey!... What are you doing, comfort him," Hasan said, knowing that Afriadi had done nothing.

"Policy..." Afriadi has long not entertained women, what else after her departure, Naila. He no longer knew how to comfort a sad woman.

"Yes... Lah... You comfort him, "forcibly Hasan.

"Hmmm... Entertain..." Afriadi was confused to comfort Latika with what.

"Comfort him with what he likes," Hasan's voice was slightly pressed on the end of the amulet.

Emm... Afriadi thought, what does Latika like?

"Wait - wait....

Don't you know what he likes?."

"Ah... Honestly I don't know, about that." Afriadi answered honestly, he did not know what Latika liked, talking at length was rare. How to know what Latika likes.

"Astagufirullah's...

What kind of husband are you, not knowing what your wife likes. Um... Just look.

You take him for a walk - a way to eat the wind, or somewhere else" Hasan suggested.

Afriadi smiled at Hasan's proposal, his head nodding, "Ah... That's right, I take it the way, then later if on the way I meet my students how?. What should I tell them?.

And again, I'm sure he wouldn't, either, you know what we're doing now."

"Ah... Yes, yes too. Ah, what are you worried about, you just wear a mask, so your students will definitely not recognize you, at most they only recognize latika, and think that you are her boyfriend. You are also rarely close to him. Well, now is the time for you to PDKT with him," Hasan's bright idea is good too.

"Ep... You're right too, you,

Thanks."

"same. Um... Where are you taking him?."

"That's." Afriadi kept it a secret, he remembered a great place to take Latika for a walk.

"Let's... I'm proposing anyway, take him to the mall. Well... Usually all girls like to go there.." again Hasan gave a proposal to Afriadi, who was given a proposal to answer the hunt in pieces with Call Bik Ipah who suddenly came, "Mister..."

"Ep... It was a yes, then,

oh yeah, thanks."

Tut ... Afriadi disconnects the call, puts his phone in his pants pocket, turns around facing Bik Ipah, turns out there's Mang Juneb too, "What's the Bik?."

"Ep... It's about the whispers of the neighbors," said Bik Ipah shrinking his voice so that Latika did not hear his words.

Mang Juneb played down the sound, "True sir, I also keep being asked - ask the mothers around here. They saw Non coming in and out of this house, there was already some gossip circulating..."

"Bibik already wanted to tell you this from yesterday but mister seems very busy."

"What are they talking about?" asked Afriadi ready to listen.

Bik Ipah, and Mang Juneb recounted the neighbor whispers to Afriadi.