Reversing the Ex
Uduk Sambal Rice Terraasi

Rumbles of rain, hitting the roof of the house. His voice was very loud, but did not make the inhabitants of the simple building woke up.

Still writhing the blanket, she hugged the pillow bolster. There is a little saliva on the corner of the lips. He wiped it as soon as he smelled an unpleasant scent.

Nevertheless, he still did not move. Looks like the rain this time successfully made him feel at home for a long time in bed.

"Hello." Suddenly there was a phone call. He answered, but still closed his eyes.

"Where's my breakfast, Yumi?!"

Is Yumi, just got a phone call from Fabian. The man yells at her, causing Yumi's ears to hurt.

Instantly Yumi woke up, then watched her phone screen carefully.

At first he thought Erika was contacting him. It turned out Fabian was the one who had disturbed her morning.

"Do you think I'm your wife?! You're weird!" Yumi ended the call without giving a cue.

"My cousin wants to break. Absolutely outrageous. In the morning I asked for breakfast. He thinks I'm his assistant? Basic suck!" Yumi muttered, without realizing it, that time had shown at nine in the morning.

"Aakk.." yumi screeched as soon as she saw the wall clock. The woman began to panic.

"It's worth Fabian to call me" Yumi muttered increasingly worriedly.

Fifteen minutes later, Yumi was ready to go to the office.

"Breakfast first" said Zara.

"I'm late, Ma" said Yumi as she put bread in her mouth and drank milk.

"When built it, yes do not visit. Mama woke you up, uh you pulled the blanket," Zara protested.

"Yaudah, I say yes. Assalamualaikum." Still with bread in her mouth, Yumi hurried away.

"Be careful" Zara shouted.

"The kid always does."

"Here you go, justin. He's just enjoying his job." Unlike the more vocal Zara, Gautam seemed relaxed. The middle-aged man read the newspaper while brewing a cup of tea.

Meanwhile, outside. Yumi is getting ready for the office. Dressed in her white metic motorbike, Yumi penetrated the raindrop.

However, in the middle of a sudden trip Yumi remembered Fabian's words asking for breakfast rations.

"Jeez, fuck me. Should I buy rice just like Mas Tukul, huh? itung-itung covered up the mistake of coming late," muttered Yumi, still riding her motorcycle.

"Buy it, ah. I can cook. Wake up all the bad luck." Then Yumi stopped by Mas Tukul's restaurant, his subscription with Erika.

"Eh, there's Neng Yumi. Want to order some rice, Neng?" tanya Mas Tukul's.

"As usual, Mom. Don't wear it for long," Yumi replied in a hurry.

"Neng Yumi's in a hurry, huh?" tanya Mas Tukul while preparing Yumi's order.

"Yes, Mas. It was bad luck."

"It's worth it."

It did not take long, Mas Tukul also gave Yumi a packet of rice.

"This, Neng. Fifteen thousand," said Tukul.

"Return, Neng." Yumi gave Mas Tukul a piece of money twenty thousand.

"Make it happen to hit me." Yumi looked rushed. He didn't even get to take his change.

Yumi gasped her motorcycle, while Fabian was already very hungry in the office.

"Good morning, sir." Yumi had arrived with a pack of rice sitting in hand.

"It's breakfast, Father." The woman also presented Fabian rice-seated made by Mas Tukul on the table.

"What's this?" Fabian was confused at what he saw. How not, the package of rice is made from banana leaves.

"Breakfast, Father. Kan was asked for breakfast," explained Yumi with the rest.

"Yes, I know. But why should rice sit with banana leaves?" fabian protests.

"Oh, so you don't want to use banana leaves. Yaudah, wait a minute, sir." Yumi walked out of Fabian's room into the pantry. There he took the plate.

Fabian was getting confused and wondering. What his ex-wife is doing.

"Well, here it is. Have a good meal." Yumi poured the rice on the plate, complete with salted fish and sambal terasi.

"Terations? Do you want me to smell dried shrimp? this again, why did you give me a salted fish? Did you forget that I'm allergic to salted fish?!" Fabian grumbled as he closed his nose.

While Yumi was quite relaxed responding to the spoiled attitude of the former.

"Yes how do I know. Am I your housekeeper?" yumi without sin.

"But you're an ex-is-" Almost Fabian brought up his past with Yumi, but I don't know why the man's tongue suddenly complained.

"Ah, forget it. Now tell me, why are you late? And where did you get this indistinct rice from?" Fabian was still closing his nose due to the sharp aroma of the terasi.

Fabian was allergic to salt fish.

Not intentionally, Yumi was not aware of the contents of the nasi uduk sold by Mas Tukul. After Fabian protested, Yumi realized the habits of her ex-husband.

"I woke up bad luck because of the rain." Yumi responded to Fabian.

No fear or unease, Yumi continued to answer each time Fabian asked a question.

After all, Yumi was only a secretary, not a housekeeper or his wife who had to prepare breakfast.

"Why is it suddenly raining in your house? Is there no rain handler?" I don't know what the thirty-six-year-old man was thinking. Suddenly he acted like a fool. Maybe the worms in the stomach made his brain become like a shrimp, empty.

"Do you really think I take care of the rain and the handler? Why are you angry when it rains? You're weird!" Yumi did not want to continue the conversation. He went out and went to his room.

Yumi's room is next to Fabian's. Only the glass walls separate them.

berr...

Fabian's stomach voice started to shout loudly. A sign that he is hungry.

Fabian glanced at the rice sitting on the table. Between wanting to eat because of hunger, but afraid of allergies to salted fish and the smell of terasi.

Desire to eat Yumi cuisine this morning, know-knownya served rice made by Mas Tukul.

"Damn it! Where the form is tempting again," muttered Fabian.

He's not allergic to terasi, it's just that the aroma is very pungent. It is not appropriate to consume while in the office.

Moreover, at ten Fabian had to meet a client from America. It could be that today he lost the project because his mouth stinks.

"Erika, please order one package of food that employees usually order at meetings." With no other choice, Fabian was forced to contact Erika for help.

While Yumi watches Fabian from her room. "Good stuff? Who told you not to eat breakfast from home. Why should I ask for breakfast? Now you're getting a stomachache, right?"

Seems cruel indeed, but what can Yumi do? Should she treat her ex-husband like a couple? Prepare breakfast every day, and accompany him wherever he goes.

Yumi was already quite frustrated with being Fabian's secretary. Suppose he can ask Rohani to replace him, then he is sincerely born inward.

However, unfortunately Fabian only wants Yumi. No other woman.