My Imam, Surgaku
(11). Cook Together.

The open door features Husain with his shirt sleeves exposed and legs wrapped in slippers of Azalea's choice of cat. The man's eyes scoured every corner of the house that looked lonely. There was no sound of his mother or wife being clean - clean house or cooking food in the kitchen. Slightly anxious, Husain stumbled to the outside door to see if his mother and wife were sitting in the front yard.

Husain sighed when he found his wife sweeping the courtyard while giving a message.

"Assalamu'alaikum, my heavenly angel" said Husayn who immediately embraced Azalea's body from behind.

Azalea jerks.

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Did you finish the meeting?"

The broom in Azalea's hand rests on a mango tree embedded firmly in the yard of her in-laws' house. After that he immediately turned his body to face Husain who was hugging his body.

"Udah, baby."

"Cappies no?"

Azalea's right hand gently rubbed the jaw firmly Husain. While his hand again welcomed Husain's warm embrace.

"Eumm." replied Husain spoiled.

"What to make?"

"Abang wants to eat chicken rica-rica dong, baby,"

"Okay, Aza makein."

"Well to help, baby."

"Yes, come on!"

Husayn and Azalea walked to the kitchen.

"By the way, you haven't seen Mom yet. Where's mom, honey?"

"Mom's playing next door, by the way,"

"Oh that,"

Arriving in the kitchen, Azalea deftly removed all the ingredients that would be used to make chicken pepper.

"What help you with?"

"Potongin onion. Can you?" asked Azalea a little hesitating - doubtful.

With a confident face, Husain answered Azalea's question, "Can dong, dear. Cut the onions."

Looking at the confident Husain, Azalea nodded her head. His hand placed a cutting board and a knife in front of Husayn. After that, Azalea put some red onions and also garlic.

"His skin was peeled first, it was finished and then brought in chopped" said Azalea showed her way to Husain.

"Okay, baby."

While waiting for Husayn to cut onions, Azalea decided to wash the chicken and basil leaves. After that, Azalea cut her chicken several pieces.

When Azalea wanted to take a plate to put the chicken that had been cut, Azalea's eyes accidentally saw Husain who was wiping his eyes using the back of his hand.

"Loh brother why? Brother's finger is hurt?" azalea asked in panic.

"No, dear." replied Husain as he pulled the water that would come out of his nose.

Azalea grimacing.

Husain who had only been holding a stack of files was a bit overwhelmed when dealing with onions. At first Husain thought cutting onions was the same as cutting fruit, but it turned out Husain was wrong.

"It was the one who cut it. Look at that brother's eyes are red."

"Done, baby. Brother can do it." said Husain reassured.

"Related?"

Azalea could only resignedly see Husayn who still kekeh wanted to cut the onion in front of him with watery eyes and nose.

One minute after Husayn had convinced Azalea that he could cut onions, Husayn had placed the knife he held roughly on the cutting board.

"Dream away, baby. This is very sad for my brother's eyes." said Husain.

Azalea turned towards Husayn who was already in a sour face.

Buru - buru Azalea washed her hands in the sink and then wiped it with a tissue next to the sink.

"Here let Aza elapin's tears Brother."

Husain walked with a sash toward Azalea who was standing in front of the sink. His face was grim.

"What a great thing, already want to help Aza cut onions." praise Azalea while wiping the melted tears Husain using a tissue.

Husain's face that was originally scowled sour now immediately smiled proudly when he heard the speech of praise aired by Azalea.

"Thank you, help Aza."

Husain nodded in spirit. His eyes stared fondly at Azalea who was helping him to wash his hands.

"His hands are clean. Now my brother is sitting in the family room watching a movie. Later if the chicken is ready, Aza call."

"No, no, baby. I want to wait here for you."

Husayn immediately hugged Azalea's body from behind tightly. Rejecting Azalea's orders telling her to wait in the living room while watching a movie.

Actually Azalea wanted to protest when Husain hugged him tightly because this way his movement became a little disturbed and not free. But seeing that Husain was in spoiled mode, Azalea let it go.

Occasionally, Husain pestered Azalea who was focusing on putting up with a kiss on the cheeks of a red chubby - the Azalea's moor. His hands even disturbed Azalea by gently rubbing Azalea's slightly fatty stomach.

Dead - the Azalea dead held in tingling sensation when Husain stroked his stomach. It's nothing, it feels like a lot of butterflies are flying in his stomach.

"Later, in here will be the place where the little baby God gave us to be our son." whispered Husayn in the ear of Azalea.

"It would be funny to wriggle you with a distended stomach running around. But you are calm, in the eyes of your brother will still be the prettiest woman after mother no matter what your condition. Even brother is sure you will look much prettier when pregnant with our child." continued Husain. His hands still faithfully rubbed the belly of Azalea.

Momentary silence.

Azalea let Husayn's hands constantly stroke her stomach while occasionally kissing her cheeks.

"Darling!" call Husain arrived - arrived.

"Hm? Wh why? You need anything?" tanya Azalea who is still focusing on frying chicken rica-rica.

"He said, for those who read al-Waqiah for 40 days and 40 nights, God willing, God will open the door of sustenance and grant all our wishes,"

"really. Do you want to ask Aza to read al-Waqiah's letter for 40 days and 40 nights?"

"Yes, but what if we also add the same 40 days make a baby. How's it? You agree?"

The movement of Azalea who wanted to pour her homemade chicken rica-rica on the plate immediately stopped. The woman turned her body towards her smiling husband with imagination inside her head. However, it seems like it was an improper choice. Because just after Azalea faced Husayn, Husayn immediately greeted Azalea with a friendly kiss of the lips. Luckily there were only the two of them at home. What if arriving - arrived at pergoki by the mother, maybe Azalea will be embarrassed by the indecent actions they do in the kitchen area owned by the mother.

After five minutes, Azalea patted Husain on the shoulder to let him finish his kiss. But it seems that Husain still wants to enjoy the sweet lips of Azalea. The man completely ignored the clap of Azalea on his shoulder.

Annoyed by Husayn, Azalea pinched Husain's box-box to let the man give up their kiss.

"Ouch. Sick, honey." lamented Husain when their kiss came off.

"Abang wants to kill Aza with anti-mainstream or how?" azalea Syndir.

Husain only chuckled while scratching the back of his head which was not itchy. Every time he faced Azalea, Husain always lost his mind and control.

- To Be Continue -