My Son Is My Strength
Cook Together

Azzam in the midst of them, sighed. The problems of the people today are never finished, he shrugged his shoulders again, continued playing. And soon the couple came down to see their son.

"Eh, it's rame again...." Arini came down from the stairs with her husband after taking off her longing until her roots.

"What are you talking about? It looks so exciting." Tanya Bian went down the stairs by embracing his wife's possessive waist.

All eyes looked up, looking at the couple who was down the stairs.

"Hm.. discuss pa, there are no exclamations at all." Azzam sighed, kept his toys, then folded his hands together on his chest. All the unmarried couples were swallowing their saliva hard, even Rio to the gurgaar. Bian and Arini came to the sofa, they pitched against each other, frowned, heard the words of their son.

"Did anyone?" Bian's birthday was still frowning, asking clearly the words of his son just now.

"Yes, ayang pa. That made Azzam confused!" Azzam competed massaging his temple, then shook his head.

Azzam's words further confused Bian and Arini. While Rio, Rangga, Arumi, and Hana, their jangtung are encouraged because they have contaminated the mind of the owner of the house.

"So Om Rio call Aunt Hana use the name of ayang, keep Om Rangga said that it was ayang. So what is true? As Azzam nanya, they are busy playing by themselves. Om Rio with Aunt Hana, Om Rangga with Aunty Arumi. Azzam told me to play by myself." Azzam told his parents all.

Bian and Arini's eyes widened, now they understood Azzam's explanation. Bian took a breath, then released it. Staring at the one of the four of them who had contaminated the eyes and ears of her baby who was still polospolos, Arini shook her head inexhaustibly with the four of them.

The four people lowered their heads, not daring to look at old man Azzam. Rangga glanced at Rio, this is all because he started. And now they're all going to get a tantrum from the father of this child.

"You're all too outrageous to pollute my son's innocent brain! And you're Rio, I asked you to look after my son. Not even having fun with these three guys." Bian Sontak's words made them all lower. Guilt enveloped the four of them.

"I know it's not your job, but I'm asking you to take care of my son for a while." Bian looked at his secretary whom he trusted a lot.

Rio felt more and more guilty, he should take good care of his superior son. Because after all this boss always gives him a bonus for work in the office or personal work.

"Mas.. already." Arini rubbed her husband's back to calm down, and Azzam seemed to be fine.

"Sorry, Sir. We admitted to being wrong." Rio said softly.

"I also plead wrong, but he's more guilty." Said Rangga pointing at Rio, and of course immediately get the cubita from Arumi.

"I'm sorry for us." Arumi and Hana said simultaneously.

Bian sighed again, this was also actually his fault. Wrong for leaving his son to these people.

"All right, I forgive you. But I don't know about our little prince." Bian glanced at Azzam who still looked angry because he had been harassed by the four of them since.

"Boy... Oh, I'm sorry." Said Rangga smiling sweetly at Azzam who was folding both hands on the chest. Azzam did not reply, he stared coldly at the four men.

"Later buy something, or Om take Azzam to the company tomorrow. Kan said Azzam wanted to see his company Om, later Om ready for food. We're eating." A tempting offer was launched, making Azzam's eyes slightly sparkling.

"Yes, there Aunty brings me another new toy." Arini sprinkled seasoning so that this little boy would forgive them.

"OK. okay, Azzam would but on some terms." Azzam said, not letting go of their mistakes.

"What's? Just say, Om will do anything to qualify from you." Said Rio solemnly.

"Yes." Yeah." Hana nodded, chimed in.

"Hm... Azzam received an offer from Om Rangga and Aunty Arumi. But Azzam wants to take mom with you too, continued Aunty do not buy toys that already exist. Tente Hana buys ice cream that we often eat, and Om Rio... What is Rio?" Azzam thought hard for his requirements on Rio.

"Umm. if it's Rio...." Azzam still thought, everything he wanted he had brought to these three people. "Yes... Om Rio friendin Azzam go play, later we ride a comedy play." Azzam continued to inform her of her requirements for Rio, and was immediately taken in by Rio with gusto.

"Alright, all the terms we accept. So Azzam's sorry for us, right?" Ask Rangga.

"Yes, Azzam is sorry." Azzam pointed out his finger ok, and the four men breathed a sigh of relief at the answer.

Seeing that the atmosphere had improved again, Arini opened her voice. "Hmm. 'cause everything's here, so we'll just have dinner together." He proposes.

"Then let's cook...." Hana welcomes the cheerful proposal of Arini's superior.

"Come...." Bring Azzam spirit.

"Eh.. men wait here, let women cook." Arumi's words made Azzam look down gloomily.

"Yes... Azzam wants to cook Aunty, too." Azzam turned his lips in disbelief.

"Yes, we also want to cook so that the husband is alert if the wife becomes pregnant. Heheh...." Rangga blinked at Arumi, making Arumi's eyes bulge wide.

"Tida-" Arumi had just wanted to refuse, but Bian immediately chimed in. Apparently he thought about what Rangga said just now, he also wanted to be a husband on standby if his wife later became pregnant for the second time.

"We don't accept rejection." Bian.

"Yes already, let's cook. But beware if you're just a troublemaker!" Arini allowed all the men to cook with them.

"Yeii.. come...." Azzam ran his spirit towards the kitchen.

Arriving in the kitchen, the women directly lead the agenda of the activity. And those who are men also do not want to lose.

Bian and Rio approached Arini and Hana who were cutting vegetables. While Rangga and Azzam approached Arumi who was pouring wheat flour into a bowl.

"Here let us help you cut the vegetables." Bian Barat followed Rio who was already holding a knife for the two of them. Arini and Hana looked at each other, then they both nodded inviting the two of them. Bian and Rio smiled widely getting that nod. And over time, they like forming a group put up. Arini with Bian, Hana with Rio, and Arumi with Rangga and Azzam.

"That's not how the cut is mas. tuh, look at Rio's way. Everything is equal, not rich you are long short like this." Arini shook her head, looking at her husband's long, short pea cut.

Bian turned to Rio's piece which was indeed very neat unlike his piece. He also laughed shyly at the wife who is now clucking.

"Hehehe..ajarin darling." Bian Cengengesan.

"Yes, already. Here." Arini grabbed a long bean in the hands of her husband, she began to exemplify the right way to cut.

"Try repeating it." Arini tells Bian to practice the cut he has taught. Bian began to practice it, but the result is still the same as the previous piece, short panjak.

"Well, that's not. You have to match the length of the first piece with the second and so on." Arini shook her head again.

"Where's honey...?" Bian said giving up, he did not understand at all how to cut this long bean.

"Ck, cutting the easy one like this you can't mas." Decak Arini stands behind her husband. She began to hold the hand of her husband, who was holding a knife, and the other was holding a long bean. Arini began to explain and exemplify the good and right way of cutting. While Bian was tensing up, his wife seemed to be hugging him from behind.

What his wife described and exemplified was not at all noticed. Yes.he was watching the face of his wife who sipping this, very nice to note. And unknowingly, his lips dyed those white smooth cheeks.

"Buck...!" Call Arini furious, apparently her husband is not paying attention to what he is explaining. And fortunately the scene just now was not seen by all of them because they were busy with their respective work.

"Hehehehe." Bian praised his angry wife.

In Hana and Rio's group, they cut the vegetables quietly. Throwing each other a smile, occasionally uttering affectionate words that make Hana's heart flowery.

While in the group Arumi, Rangga and Azzam, the three of them play flour. Put flour on each other's faces.

"Ahhhhh... Om Rangga cheated, time in Azzam continued to smeared flour, Aunty Arumi no!" Azzam is on his back over Rangga's cheating.

"Heheh.. Om dong." Rangga laughed with satisfaction.

And finally two hours later, their cooking was just finished. Then enjoy it together at the dinner table with a laugh, retelling how to cook each.

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