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Ngidam Lumpia

Indhira turned to her husband who was asleep in his sleep. She wanted to wake her husband up because she suddenly felt hungry, but before that they had dinner, but she did not have the heart, afraid that the husband was exhausted.

Now Indhira's view is fixed on the wall clock that has shown pu kul eleven nights. He got up and grabbed his blanket and slowly got out of bed

" Where are you going, Yank?" tanya Bagas, with a hand holding Indhira's hand. Apparently the subtle movements made by Indhira can still keep Bagas awake from his sleep, like there is a signal that wakes up when Indhira moves away from him.

" I'm going to the kitchen, Mas." said Indhira. " I'm sorry, I woke up Mas, huh?" Indhira apologized for feeling that she had interrupted her husband's sleep.

" It's okay, what do you want to go to the kitchen? Let me get it later." Bagas got up from the bed and forbade Indhira from leaving the room.

"I'm hungry, Mom." Indhira rubbed her stomach.

" Again hungry?" Bagas turned to the wall clock. " What food is there in the kitchen?" Bagas himself did not know, what food was in the kitchen.

" There is only fruit" said Indhira.

" You want fruit? I'll get it first!" Bagas rushed towards the door about to go outside the room.

" I don't want fruit, Mas." declined Indhira.

" What do you want to eat?" ask Bagas.

Indhira shook her head and walked over to the door.

" We'll see what we can eat, ma'am?" sahut Indhira walked out to the kitchen.

After reaching the kitchen, Indhira opened the refrigerator to see the food that can be worked on by him. There is only chicken and vegetables. Indhira also remembered that the rice she cooked today had been exhausted.

" What do you want to eat, Yank?" bagas asked back after seeing Indhira just standing staring into the refrigerator.

" Most make omelet only, but must cook rice first because the rice runs out," replied Indhira.

" It's time to cook first, Yank. What do you want to eat? I'll have people bring you food from the restaurant." Bagas intended to get one of the restaurant employees at the hotel to bring food for Indhira to shorten the time.

" I actually really want to eat spring rolls, deh, Mas. There's no hotel restaurant, Mas?" Knowing her husband wanted to bring food from the hotel restaurant, Indhira mentioned what she wanted.

" Lumpia? What's in the hotel restaurant?" Bagas took a cell phone to contact the hotel restaurant.

" Hello, Amir. Is there a lumpia menu there?" ask Bagas to one of the staff at the restaurant.

" Lumpia? Sorry, not available here, sir." said Amir.

" Do you know where anyone's selling that?" ask Bagas. He was convinced that his wife's desire was due to cravings, so he told his staff to look for the food.

" I'll be looking for a moment at the goo gle first, sir. Who knows if someone is selling and open for twenty-four hours." Amir is willing to help find.

" Yes, please call me soon. My wife is cravings. He wants to eat spring rolls." Bagas explained his reason for looking for the food.

" good, Sir. I'll call you soon." Amir.

" Thank you." Bagas immediately ended his conversation with Amir.

" You just wait in the room, Yank." Bagas brought Indhira back to his room. After that, shortly afterwards he got word from Amir about the location that sold the lumpia that was still open. And Bagas immediately told Amir's men to buy him and then delivered to his rented house.

Bagas was not ashamed if it was known by his employees at the hotel if he only contracted in a small house in a narrow alley when he was a General Manager of a five-star hotel. Like he is also not shy about having to use a motor matic for his daily operations.

Half an hour later, finally the food desired by Indhira arrived.

" Yank, is this ripe or not, anyway?" Bagas showed two spring rolls in a mica container.

" It must be fried first, Mas." Indhira returned to the kitchen to fry the lumpia.

" Let me fry, Yank!" Bagas wants to serve his wife well, until he is willing to shake the lumpia.

" Stay fried what's hard?" Bagas felt challenged by the innuendo of the wife.

" Later hosiery again .." Cibir Indhira.

" Sneaky, right!?" Bagas hugged Indhira's body and kissed his wife's cheek.

" Athaghfirullahal, Mas! Don't like to joke in front of the stove!" Indhira protested against her husband.

" You're sitting down!" Bagas then took a platic chair and told his wife to sit down. " Let me fry," he continued.

" The stove fire is reduced, Mas. Let's not be so fucking charred." Indhira gave orders.

" This oil's hot yet, Yank? How to check the hot oil, Yank? Swab the finger in the oil?" bagas asked sloppily, even he brought his hand close almost touching the cooking oil.

" Yes! No kidding!" reprimand Indhira, because her husband was deliberately playing around.

" Aaakkkhh .. aawww .. awww ..." Bagas grimaced as he shook his hand.

" Athaghfirullahal, Mas!" Indhira immediately got up because she was anxious when she found out her husband was exposed to the heat of cooking oil.

" Where am I treating, Mas. That's why I told you not to joke around in front of the stove, so it really does, right?" Indhira looks senewen.

" It's." Bagas then pointed out his finger which was not exposed to any hot oil at all.

" What is my imprank?" Indhira scowled because she felt that she had been bullied by her husband.

" I'm sorry, honey, sorry ..." Bagas hugged his wife tightly and kissed Indhira's lips.

" Be careful, me! I'm the one that's fried, it's already hot." Indhira unraveled the husband's embrace and approached the stove and put the lumpia into the pan with hot oil and moderate fire.

After finishing frying, Indhira then ate the food that he suddenly wanted.

" Thank God ..." Indhira spent his last lumpia po tongan.

" Have you been full now?" ask Bagas.

" No more, Mom? That's really good to taste. I want more ..." Indhira asked for an add.

" I just bought one serving, Yank. Want again?" Bagas was surprised to see his wife wanted spring rolls again, even though he only asked to buy one portion only, because he knew his wife had never eaten a large portion.

" Yes, the weather is delicious. I want more, Mas." said Indhira.

" Surely, Yank?" tanya Bagas wonder.

" Yes, Mas." Indhira nodded

" Yes, I told Amir to arrange for people to buy spring rolls again." Bagas grabbed his phone again.

" Don't tell anyone at the hotel, Mas. Pity is told to go back and forth. Just order G-food, Mas." Indira suggests using the services of online motorcycle taxi to buy spring rolls.

" Oh yeah, we can use G-food." Bagas opened an online ojek application and then looked for a lumpia seller store to buy more lumpia at the request of his beloved wife.

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