Tasbih Love Fatimah
Opor Ayam Satya Demand

"This is the coffee, Mas," said Fatimah as she put the cup of coffee she had made right on the table where Satya sat.

"Where are you going?" the question that emerged from Satya's lips was able to prevent Fatimah who was about to leave Satya alone in the room.

"I'm going to the kitchen to help mom. "Jawab Fatimah who now stopped stepping and turned to Satya.

Satya who had intended to stop Fatimah's steps and asked him to accompany her now changed his mind, he did not want to disturb Fatimah or block Fatimah's intention to help the mother.

"Take me chicken opor!" satya Pinta.

"Can you cook chicken opor?" Satya continued when she saw Fatimah just silently did not answer her request.

"Of course, I would force chicken opor for you if the ingredients were in the kitchen," could Fatimah who was really good at cooking, he said, during the boarding school Fatimah often helps the ummah to cook in the kitchen not infrequently Fatimah also helps the cook in the boarding school, because that's why Fatimah became a person who is good at cooking.

"Good, my cooking is good chicken dishes" Satya said.

Fatimah no longer mengubris Satya speech, she chose to step away leaving Satya alone in the room.

"Tumben once he asked for company, usually also shaken with my existence," muttered Fatimah who was only able to be heard by herself.

"Mother!" Call Fatimah as soon as she gets to the kitchen.

"Are you sorry Fatimah?" sahut Halimah's mother immediately stopped her work when she heard the call from Fatimah.

"Is there any ingredients in the kitchen to cook chicken opor?" ask Fatimah.

"Let me check first" replied Halimah's mother who immediately looked for the ingredients desired by Fatimah.

"There are still, do you want to cook chicken opor?" ask the mother while bringing the ingredients to be cooked.

"Yes, I will cook chicken opor to mother's house" replied Fatimah.

"Since when do you like chicken opor?" Ask Halimah's mother.

Halimah's mother was surprised by what Fatimah would do, because all this time she knew Fatimah was not fond of chicken opor or chicken-smelling dishes, Fatimah did not refuse to eat chicken dishes, but she did not, but he can't eat chicken too much or too often.

"Mas Satya who asked in chicken dishes, Mother," explained Fatimah.

"Why are you smiling like that?" Fatimah asked when she saw the mother acting a little strange in her opinion.

"Mom only feels happy if Satya asks you to force something, it means your relationship is getting closer and I hope your relationship will be closer again" Halimah explained why she smiled.

'Mother does not know how Mas Satya behaves to me, she always behaves sweetly if in front of you and in front of Mama also other people, but Mas Satya's attitude will turn cold as snow when we're alone, ' once again Fatimah is only able to satin without being able to say it directly to her mother, he did not want to make his mother sad or even think about what he was going through, because Fatimah knew for sure if the mother was still not healed, he only pretended to be healthy and strong while in front of Fatimah.

"Why are you just silent? He said you want to cook chicken opor, how the chicken opor can ripen if you just stay like that, darling," said Halimah Mother who saw Fatimah instead she pegged in her place, honey, instead of cooking chicken opor now the ingredients are in front of him.

Fatimah did not acknowledge the mother's words because she did not have the right words to describe her current mood, so he just smiled in response and continued his job of cooking chicken opor for Satya who was definitely waiting for him in the room.

Cooking chicken opor is not an easy thing there are many things that Fatimah has to do because that is why she takes a little longer to finish her cooking.

"Mom, try to taste my cooking is there anything lacking or is it fitting?" ask Fatimah to the mother by bringing a spoonful of her cooking as a tester for the mother.

Halimah's mother who had been sitting quietly at the dining table while paying attention to the movements of the princess who looked so agile to cook, said, Halimah's mother was very happy to see her even though Fatimah did not grow up at home and did not get any lessons about cooking from her but Fatimah was able to finish her cooking perfectly, so the bird news that Halimah's mother had heard about the santriwati who couldn't cook was a hoax, because it was very much different from what she saw today, Fatimah was very good at cooking and understood the function of the cooking utensils in front of her.

"Enak, "told Ibu Halimah when she tasted the Princess's cooking that turned out to be so delicious.

"Where did you learn to cook from?" Halimah's mother tried to figure out where Fatimah learned to cook until she was this smart.

"I often help the ummah or the cook in the boarding school, ma'am, whenever I have free time or every time I have school holidays I will help them, and I get a lot of knowledge that can not be obtained in school" explained Fatimah.

"Mother is proud of you, Son, I'm very lucky to have a Princess like you," praised Ibu Halimah who felt so proud and happy to have a child like Fatimah.

"It is precisely me who feels proud and happy to have a mother as strong as you and as firm as mother," sahut Fatimah who was happy because he had a mother like Ibu Halimah who helped him get his identity and helped him find the right path by putting him into pesantren.

'The 'Drama, ' inner aunt Husna saw the two women she hated hugging in the kitchen she just came out of the room feeling fed up with what she saw, both women were so naive and pretentious.

"Bibik" said Fatimah when he saw the new Bibik coming.

"Yes, Fatimah" said Bik Husna who had looked disgusted now put on a friendly face full of affection and love.

"Bik, try the Fatimah cuisine! delicious or not," pinta Fatimah who is now back scooping chicken opor that she just cooked.

Bibik Husna smiled in response to Fatimah's request, he also said that if Fatimah's cooking was delicious, although in his heart said something else but Bibik Husna still smiled to cover up his rottenness.