Not A Liar But A Hated Wife
When the second son-in-law cooks

“Yuni...Yuni...just an assistant you serve well..cih!” chirps Delila doesn't like to see it.

 “Eh assistant..you during your stay here should know yourself yes, do not like to rule us here. It's on the second floor, it should be the same room as us in the back, not next to Mr. Kavin's room!!” cerosus Delilah.

O Allah, grant me patience to face this reality of life.

“Don't listen to the talk of Delila ya Non, the person is a bit judes and jutek, but the work is not becus,” reply ketus Yuni, who does not like Delila, his servant Yasmin.

The girl took a sip of the warm tea she had made slowly, while scanning the woman who often said no to her. Not yet known but already ninyir.

At the taste of her stomach was warm enough and filled with sweet bread, the girl moved from her seat and approached Yuni and one of the chefs like her.

“Can I help cook?’ Salma offers help.

“No need Non, this is our job. Non Salma just sit down,’ replied Yuni.

“Udah let it go if he wants to help, remember he's a maid also in this mansion!” ketus Delilah.

Yuni felt bad about Delila's words, the woman glanced at Salma, then the girl reviewed her thin smile.

“Gak pa-pa kok mbak Yuni, here I help cook for a while before leaving the office, I also want to make lunch,” pinta Salma.

“Ya already if Non Salma force, the ingredients are in the refrigerator. It is up to Non Salma to cook what, this is partly I have prepared the ingredients,” said Yuni.

“Makasih mbak Yuni,” deftly the girl saw what was prepared by Chef, then check the contents of the refrigerator cabinet that looks full of contents.

Her tiny hands began to process the ingredients in the aid of Yuni and one of the chefs, while Delila just crossed her arms, the song was like a foreman, did not help in the slightest, instead sitting sweet while sipping warm coffee.

For an hour the girl struggled in the kitchen of the mansion, the cooking menu that had been made there is kimlo soup, shrimp sweet sour sauce, broccoli meat and sapo tofu.

“Mbak Yuni keep food containers? If I have to borrow?” ask Salma.

“There is Non, I get it first,” reply Yuni directly to the storage drawer, and get the food box.

“This is non Salma,” thrust the box.

“Makasih mbak Yuni,” Salma directly prepare provisions for herself.

“It turns out that Non Greetings are good cooks too, it turns out delicious cuisine,” praise Yuni who had tasted Salma cuisine.

“Ah normal course mbak Yuni,” Salma humbled herself.

“Salma do not praise Yuni, later can be big head,” said Delila.

“Eeh this is right to ask mbak Kiki than you can not cook. Can only play orders just mentang mentang you Innate Mrs Yasmin, want a good job,” replied ketus Yuni, by pulling the corner of her lips when replying to the disgusting look of Delila.

“Indeed yes, the cuisine is delicious,” said Kiki one of the chefs in the mansion.

“Ck...you two really sucks!!” delila grumbled, then just walked out of the kitchen.

“Reran people can not work, how can be accepted. Just because it is close to Mrs Yasmin, why not work in her company, make it complicated at this mansion,” Yuni added upset, while tidying up the tools.

Salma had neatly packed her lunch, and had filled her stomach a little. “Mbak Yuni, mbak Kiki thank you yes, I live first,” say Salma.

“O-oh Yes Non Salma, thank you for helping cook,” reply Yuni.

The girl returned to review her thin smile, then returned to her room to change clothes.

“The girl is very beautiful yes Yuni, it is so friendly people and it turns out to be a cook,” praise Kiki.

“Iya perfect so woman, Mrs Yasmin actually lost, boro-boro ever cook or come to the kitchen,” said Yuni.

“The name is also Madam, rich man. Later if to the kitchen his hands can be rough and scuffed, Yuni. Different from our hands, indeed looking for money using both of our hands, yes cook, yes make it right,” reply Kiki.

“Iya.ya..indifferent,” Yuni chuckles.

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8.00 Wib hours.

Dining room

Kavin's face looked lethargic this morning, in contrast to Yasmin's fresh and cheerful look.

“Morning, Mam,” greet Yasmin when the woman walks into the dining room with Kavin.

“Morning, Yasmin, Kavin,” Reply Mama Rossa.

“Tumben you look lethargic, kayak not excited?” ask Mama Rossa.

How not to be lethargic, all night the man could not sleep, besides thinking about his relics, the man also had a nightmare, a dream accident four years ago that suddenly appeared.

“He said his head was a little dizzy, Mam. Maybe due to a wound on the forehead Kak Kavin,” replied Yasmin.

“Oh..ya now eat first. Then take her headache medicine," said Mama Rossa, scooping some side dishes onto her plate.

“Ya..mam,” briefly replied Kavin, lazily scooping some side dishes onto his plate as well. There was actually no appetite this morning, but after seeing the dish on the table it seemed to arouse the man's appetite.

“Mam, mama's assistant don't come downstairs, have breakfast together?” ask Yasmin.

“Open mom until I forget. Mr. Ridwan please remind Salma for breakfast,” pinta Mama Rossa.

“Sorry Mrs Rossa, it was 7am. Non Salma has departed with his motorbike,” reported Ridwan.

“Loh already departed, should be with me to his office,” said Mama Rossa.

Because of last night, Salma dodged.

Kavin is indifferent to the girl's absence. The man started eating his food, a spoonful, then another spoonful, again.

Tasty....

“Mam, the chef in the new replace yes?” ask Kavin.

“No mama don't change her chef, still the same,” Mama Rossa started eating.

Tumben tastes different, more delicious.in Mama Rossa.

The old woman again took the side dish, and tasted it again.

Yes, this is really good...

“What's up with the food, Kavin?” ask Mama Rossa.

“This is delicious Mam, the cuisine is different from the usual,” reply Kavin, the man asked to pour kimlo soup into a bowl by Mr. Ridwan.

“Yuni, Kiki has made a lot of progress in this cooking, maintained yes,” said Mama Rossa.

Yuni and Kiki play the lyrics.

“Sorry Madam Rossa, this morning the cook Non Salma,” replied honestly Yuni.

“Uhuk...uhuk...uhuk,” Kavin directly to the selak of his own food. While Mama Rossa was silent when she wanted to return to spooning food into her mouth.

My second daughter-in-law can cook, food as good as this.

The old woman immediately glanced at the first daughter-in-law who had barely four years of cooking for herself and Kavin.

“Lumayan yummy mam, Salma cuisine, means may mam assistant mama add duty to the kitchen,” said Yasmin with leisure.

Hearing Yasmin's words just now, somehow Mama Rossa was a little offended.

“If you are when Yasmin, masakin for mama with your husband, occasionally,”, said Mama Rossa.

“Kak Kavin forbade me to go to the kitchen mam, Kak Kavin was afraid that my face or my hand would get splashed with cooking oil, yes dear,” Yasmin said, while looking at her husband.

Kavin just kept quiet, not answering.

 seriate.....

Hello Brother Readers don't forget to stay in his tracks huh. Who still have a vote want dong in throwing to Salma and Kavin 🙂. Thanks before.

Yasmin, the first wife of Kavin

Kavin, arrogant man

Salma, Kavin's second wife he hasn't heard of*.