Nackal Duda
Familiar

Gnats

The atmosphere of lunch this time was different. Not because the lunch menu that Tari made is different than usual, the way Mama and Tari who work together to prepare an extraordinary lunch.

I kept noticing the familiar atmosphere that was beginning to awaken between the in-laws and the daughter-in-law. Apparently, Tari managed to conquer Mama, I don't know what she did in the kitchen.

"Let's try still hot his team rice!" Dance came to bring the rice team that he made in the bowl.

Mama put the hot rice team on the plate. Papa's face looks impatient to try artificial cuisine Dance.

"Where's Papa's?" papa protested because I was given the first time instead of Papa.

"Patience, Pa. Agas first. It hurts again! Papa can go later! Dance for a lot in the back!" mama said excitedly. Mama serves a plate containing rice team for Papa who is greeted with a hungry face owned by Papa.

"That's fragrant! Papa has come out of saliva first before trying." praise Papa.

"Eat dong, Pa!" tari said.

"certain. This is Papa eating. It must be delicious, from the smell it feels delicious!" joke Papa.

"That's an advertising slogan! Papa is still memorized!" chirping.

"Papa try! Bismillah!" Papa scoops the team rice and blows out the rice that is still puffing hot steam.

I did the same thing. Right said Papa, very fragrant. I tried to suck it and immediately liked it. I've never eaten such good team rice. "Good boy, baby! Great you can make a delicious team rice!"

"Yes. Papa agrees. It's really delicious. More delicious than what is sold in restaurants. The caldron tastes because of the original chicken. Not using a lot of powder broth!" papa's praise is more detailed.

"Mama try ah!" Mom sat down and ate hers. "Mh... Tasty. You can open a rice business team, Tari. So yummy! Must be good!"

"Then anyway? Though the new Dance try once for this!" said Tari who now joined the meal with us.

"Gas, love Capital Dance to open a business. Want a cake shop or sell rice team chicken mushroom kayak gini can also be! Hire an employee so he doesn't get tired! You've got a talented wife like this to be facilitated for her to thrive!" moansi Mama.

"Papa agrees, Gas! Talented dance. Papa really likes this team's rice tablets. The cake we ate last night was delicious. I don't know what a good secret!" papa added.

"It's a broth from a chicken, Pa. The chicken boiled dance used to be sauteed. His chest was just doused into his team's rice. That's why it tastes more savory." replied Tari answered Papa's curiosity.

"That's how not good try, use broth from chicken village. Nourishing and healthy. If you don't want modalin, let Papa!" Papa was very excited when he talked about business opportunities.

"Not want to. Papa just tried the rice team made by Tari already want to take business. Papa has never tried shrimp sauce Padang made by Tari yet? Later Papa want to open a seafood restaurant also again for Dance kalo nyobain!" ledek.

"Would you make good seafood too?" ask Papa again excitedly. "Dine tonight make it! Papa wants to try. Anyway all this time Papa wants to try all your cooking!"

"Poor Dance Dong, Pa! When he was told to cook? Who is Agas bobo? I'm still dizzy and need a private nurse." I said spoiledly.

"Well, you're the reason, Gas! All this time you were just taken care of by Mbak Inah. So spoiled!" papa Ledek.

"The idea is sick again, Pa. Gias a mild concussion this loh! Need serious treatment!" I still seek sympathy.

"Already! It's already! Anybody want to add any more? Mama spent it if no one wants to!" threatening Mom.

Quickly me and Papa finished the food on our plates and raced who ran out first.

"It's been good!"

"Papa too!"

Dance and Mama laughed at me and Papa who was competing didn't want to lose.

"Quiet down! All parts! Dance for a lot!" said Mama.

"Take it first!"

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Dance only briefly accompanied me in the room. Prepare a change of clothes and help prepare warm water for me to take a shower. The rest He was like dominated by Mama who seemed never tired of inviting him to experiment in the kitchen.

"Where are you going?" ask me when Tari wants to go again.

"You make a snack with Mama. Mama wants to teach me Om Agas' favorite menu." she replied with a happy smile.

"I didn't you take care of it?" my protest.

"Om dizzy again? Want some incandescent dancing?" offered to be taken by mouth yes I nodded in agreement. "But can't you? Dari is afraid that Om Agas's head massage. Do you want his foot?"

"You dong! Plus-plus seeds can be too!" godaku's.

"Gee! There's Mama and Papa. This is a shower! Is prayer not yet?" Dance sat on the edge of the bed and began to massage my feet.

"Udah praying earlier. Pas adzan I immediately pray." I said proudly.

"Good! It's called Om Agas Soleh!" praise Tari while giving her thumbs up.

"Replace my name as a child!" I protested, but smiling.

There was a knock at the door shortly. "Dance! Comeing! He said he'd make a snack?!" Mama's taking the Dance appointment.

"Yes, Ma!" Dance finishes her massage. "Om, Dance is called Mama! Dance ahead first, Om!"

Huft... Mama just bother me!

Like, I was left behind while being a pity. Again delicious massage eh left because Mama called.

Mama's presence at home really took up Dance time for me. Mama who likes cooking so have a friend to share the recipe. Dance whose learning desire is very high, such as getting a private tutor. All in explore. Learning this is as if there is no fatigue.

At night, Tari slept soundly due to exhaustion. I want to be angry, but I can't because my rival is my own Mama. Tomorrow, Mama can't interrupt Dance. The boy has to take a course.

Since I was a little good, I decided to drive him. My car is repaired. Just a little dent and now it's smooth back.

"What do you really want to bring?" tanya Dance.

"Yes dong. I want your anterin! I will also be returning home! Let me have a work holiday!" my answer.

"Assyc! Dance is happy to be accompanied by Om!"

"Let's go!"

I just got the car out, Tara's been stopping us.

"Gas, can I take a bellhop?"

I opened the window of my car. "Nabengs? Where's your car?"

"That's exactly what, I'm gonna grab my car at the garage. Can you go together?" her door.

I looked at Tari for permission. Dance nodded. He is good, Tara alone is sometimes confused with the same attitude of Dance.

"Get it!" I said.

"Ahead may?" his country.

It's clear there's a dance there, uh she wants to tell Tari to move. Not knowing yourself at all!

"There's my wife there! If you want, you're in the back! Don't take a taxi!" answer me with a ketus.

"Yes... Yes.." while grumbling Tara got into the car. "I used to be a regular in front!"

"Don't mostly reminisce about the past, Ma'am. Fear of failing move-on. The past is a lesson in the future!" dance Advice. I held back the laughter of seeing this innocent man advising Tara.

I drove my car while hearing those who were insinuating each other.

"Yes anyway. Learning that the past can return to the future as long as effort. Is it gas?" Tara said.

"Goodoo has its limits too. Don't get too suspended, Ma'am. Not until the target even fails later." reply Dance.

I let them snide at each other. As long as they do not thrash each other just enjoy the taste of being a man who contested two women ha.ha...

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