
At a quiet dining table, where the Ustadz Rahmat family is eating a simple dinner served with some side dishes on the table, the, there was the sound of spoons and forks clashing with ceramic plates, as their base, cutting the ground chicken with soy sauce and pepper, also pieces of onions that are still seen attached to the chicken pieces.
With green vegetables accompanied mustard pokcoy sauteed along with white tofu there. Not to mention with a jar of fried onions Fakih's favorite, and peyek beans Abi Rahmat's favorite. Adding to the boisterous sound of the mouth that collided to destroy the crisp peyek.
"Pffffffffff." Suddenly Faqih chuckled. It's only natural to remember something funny, right? I think everyone would, suddenly, laugh indistinctly, giving rise to a question mark for those who see it.
Ustadz Rahmat raised his chin. "What's the A'? Something funny?" Ask Ustadz Rahmat.
Faqih also clenched his hands and closed his mouth, cleared his throat for a moment. "No Bi. Just remember the tick." He murmured, again chuckling.
"Lice?" Ask Umma Hasna. "Who am I going?"
"Huh?" Look, then laugh again.
"Faqih, finish your meal first. Later. Choking." Tell the father. Faqih took a stand and apologized and grabbed the water in a nearby glass and drank it.
In the Ustadz family Grace is like that. Very full of ketengan different from the Ustadz Irsyad family, where the meal hours instead become a means of war two brothers who sit next to each other.
As of now, we are turning to the Irsyad ustadz family.
Where Nuha had just fried sausage for him and his brother, he sat next to Rumi, then handed him the three sausages he had fried earlier, looks like there's only two of Nuha on top of the rice.
'good tumben this one child.' Inner Rumi who felt wrong. Until he reached for the plate of Noah, who was directly in his custody.
"You what? How come you got Dede's plate?" Ask Noah.
"Just wonder, I'm kind, you have three sausages, I have two." Rumi.
Meanwhile Irsyad and Rahma could only look towards them. Observing the two children, and waiting for the commotion what they would do.
The girl still held her plate. "Hey, I don't need brother's kindness, just eat your own there."
"Sir, I like the two sausages."
"can't. I'm a girl." Smile widely. The more suspicious Rumi is if her sister has buried something in her rice.
"You know the law of the greedy, right?" Smiling cynically.
"Who is greedy. This brother is yes." Starting to panic, because Rumi had already smelled something that he was hiding.
Rumi smiled too. He grabbed his fork and pointed it at Noah's plate.
"What do you want?" Nuhah cried, when the brother had poked a mound of rice on the plate of Noah. Noah swallowed his cavalry, and two sausages were lifted out of the rice.
"Your knowledge? Ckckck" held him up high.
Rahma also laughed at Rumi's behavior in front of her, especially the face of Noah who began to pias.
While Irsyad just smiled while shaking his head. "Astagfirullah al'azim." Mumbled her.
"Ckckck, I know the deck, you're not the kind of kind-hearted sister who would share fairly, what else puts my more than yours."
Noah fell down, feeling guilty.
"I confiscate these two sausages." Said Rumi who then put it on her own plate.
"Yes.yah.." feel not willing to two sausages in switching plates.
"Feel that, as your greedy punishment." Chuckles cynically. While Noah moved his lips, facing his Abinya.
"Abi?" Nuha's whine, Abi Irsyad just stabbed the fried tempeh with a fork and then turned, and thrust it towards Rahma, while chuckling.
"Hiks, Umma." Turning to Ummanya, but Irsyad had already grabbed his wife's chin to face him alone and ate the fried tempe from his hand.
"Sukurin, no one will stand up for you." Rumi said, then bit her sausage.
"Hiks, yahoo." Whimpering. Everyone there laughed.
"Let's apologize to Rumi first." Irsyad. Noah looked towards his brother.
"Sorry Brother Rumi."
"Emm." Answer's short.
"This is my brother."
"What?"
"My sausage."
"No!"
"Yetoooooooo."
"Rumi, love the sausage." Irsyad. Rumi glanced back at Nuha who was smiling pretentiously.
"Now, take it." Rumi said as she handed over her sausage.
"Thank you, my brother."
"Review repeated again yes."
"Hehehe yes."
And they went back to eating their dinner with the warmth of the family, after the sausage drama.