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"True, with myself. Who is this?" ask Sraya.

"I'm Labiqa, ma'am. The waiter of the soto stall yesterday, Pak Akram gave the number, mother. To me."

As soon as Labiqa mentioned his name to Sraya, Akram's wife immediately remembered the beautiful girl selling soto. He and Akram did offer a job to Labiqa, it turns out that Akram gave Sraya's mobile number to the sweet girl.

"Oh yes ... I remember, Biqa. It turns out you are."

"Yes, mom. Hmm ... Please save my number yes, ma'am. If there is information for the cooking test, you can tell me" said Labiqa in a soft tone.

Sraya looked at Akram, then he slightly moved his phone away. "Labiqa told me about the cooking test, Mas. About when can we start?" tanya Sraya asked for an opinion.

"Tomorrow, Sister. All of us are free, ask Labiqa to come at ten in the morning," said Akram.

"But we haven't prepared the ingredients, Mas."

"That's easy, then we can shop first before going to caffe."

Sraya nodded at Akram's suggestion, and he spoke with Labiqa again. "Hello, Bica. For the test held tomorrow at ten in the morning. I'll shareloc by message."

"Tomorrow, ma'am? All right, tomorrow I'll be on time. Thank you very much, ma'am. For the opportunity, I will give my best. And sorry for interrupting mom's break, because I called the nights" Labiqa said.

"OK, Biqa. No problem, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yes, mom. See you tomorrow, assaalamualaikum."

"Guil, Biqa."

After ending the phone call from Labiqa, Sraya again discussed the concept of caffe that will be carried. I listened carefully to every idea from his wife. He felt amazed at Sraya, because women who are now part of his life, turned out to have talent and intelligent thinking. Although Sraya is only a graduate of tataboga class.

The night changed very bright morning, warm sunlight, hit the reddish skin of Sagara who is currently sunbathing on the balcony. It has become a routine activity Sraya in the morning. From his mother and in-law, Sraya got the knowledge to take care of the baby.

It felt enough, Sraya immediately switched to the next task. That is taking care of the needs of Akram, including breakfast mandatory for her husband. Sraya could have ordered food from outside, but from the beginning they got married. Sraya always prepares the food he cooks himself. Unless they both decide to eat out.

When Sraya cooks or does homework, Akram will babysit Sagara. Unless Sagara falls asleep, he will help Sraya finish his wife's work.

Fragrant from the spices that Sraya uses for cooking, smelled very fragrant as usual. Makes people hungry and want to taste. Amel, who is on a day off from work, does not seem to have woken up from his sleep.

The breakfast menu was already on the dining table, Sraya knocked on Amel's room door to wake the girl.

Tok tok tok tok

"Mel, it's eight in the morning. Let's get up, breakfast. Later if you are still sleepy you can sleep again."

Amel who heard Sraya's voice trying to wake him cursed with annoyance. "Ahhh shit .. really disturbing, gor what other people sleep instead built. Very diligent."

Amel uncovers the blanket that covers his body. Then he lazily went to the door and opened it. "Yes, Mba. Amel woke up, sorry bad luck, Mba."

Sraya beat Amel from head to toe. Then she pushed Amel back into the room. "Duhhh .. Why the hell, Mba. Awakened Amel, is this why Amel entered again?"

Sraya folded his hands in front of his chest and clucked to look at Amel. "Mel, would you like to leave the room dressed like this?" ask Sraya.

"What's wrong, Mba?"

"Minimum you brush your teeth and wash your face first, Mel. Then change your clothes. I'm just a shy woman see you wear a skimpy nightgown rich in gini, rich in tofu filters. Moreover, as a man, I fear he will feel uncomfortable and clumsy himself."

Amel who heard Sraya's words just smiled forcedly, he felt sinidir. "Yes, Mba. Sorry, I'll change my clothes first."

"Yaudah, you wash your face first, you wait at the dinner table." Sraya immediately came out of Amel's room, and immediately sat with Akram who was holding Sagara.

"Why, Sister. Amel's not awake yet?"

"Already, Mas. I told you to change."

"Loh, just want to eat a change of clothes, we will not eat outside," said Akram who does not know anything.

Sraya, who was taking rice to Akram's plate, stopped her hand and glared at her husband. "Yes got to change clothes, Mas. Aja who does not know, Amel's clothes were minimal, thin. As the filter knows," replied Sraya annoyed.

Akram restrained his laughter by biting his inner cheek when he saw Sraya's expression and tone of speech. I really want Akram to bite his wife's cheek. "Pftttt .. sieve tofu?"

"Yes, Mas. I'm surprised, Amel really has a suit like mine."

Akram who heard the word dress service, his mind immediately breezed buana. Imagine when Sraya wears his unclean clothes because of his request. He smiled meaningfully at Sraya while raising his eyebrows.

"Dik, I want another breakfast," Pinta Akram.

"What would you like to have breakfast with? Here I'm cooking, try it, Mas. He said before I cooked. It was so sudden, Mom, so I had to cook again? Mother, Mas. What do you want to eat?"

Akram immediately stood up while holding Sagara, then he held Sraya's hand. "Mas wants to eat you."