Test Loyalty
Episode Eleven

After Bu Tina and Galih returned home, Aini headed to the parking lot where the motorbike hung for 2 days. Aini took the key nailed to her skirt, wearing a beloved jacket gift from her husband who had been in her hands since. Wear a mask with a helmet. Not far from Aini's location there was Abid who was getting into the car.

Aini drove the motor at medium speed, the view along the hotel trip where he stayed is a pity to miss. So beautiful, it is located at the foot of Mount S, which is in the city of P.

Legendary hotels in Baturraden tourist attractions. Has anyone been here before?

Aini paused for a moment at the center of the souvenirs she encountered on the journey. Her husband's favorite food is getuk. Hayo can be guessed yes .. getuk Sokaraja. This one food is made from cassava, has a unique flavor. The curious pass through the mandatory stop by gaes.

Currently, fried getuk sokaraja has several variants of flavors such as durian flavor, chocolate taste, jackfruit, pineapple, and so forth. Aini chose the original taste, jackfruit and durian, her husband preferred the original taste. In addition to buying sweets typical Dieng plateau.

"Mba, want to get the original 2, durian 2, jackfruit 2", "Otherwise, ma'am?" ask the shopkeeper.

"Carica 2 packs too, Mba," pointed to Carica neatly arranged on the shelf.

"Well, the payment's at the cashier, ma'am. I'll wrap it up first,"

"Well, I went straight to the cashier, Mba," Aini's way to the cashier at the corner of the room.

"How much is it, Mba?"

"What's up, Mom?"

Before Aini answered the waiter had already appeared and mentioned the groceries.

"Carika 2x30thousand, get it all 6x25thousand. So everything is Rp 210,000, Mom," Aini is giving money 50thousand 5 pieces.

"The money is 250k, ma'am. This is the change of 40k. Thank you for shopping at our store, ma'am," said the waiter kindly.

"Sama-sama, Mba," returned the shop maid's friendly smile.

Carica is a traditional food. Carica sweets are made from carica fruit, a type of papaya-like fruit, which is a typical fruit of the dieng plateau. Carica sweets are made from 100% natural ingredients and with no added preservatives. 100% is made from real sugar.

Originally this sweet is typical Dieng Banjarnegara, but this sweet we can find at the center of souvenirs in the city of P as well.

Aini hung her groceries on the motorbike, this time straight home.

"Finally can go home, bismillah," said Aini lirih

When the dzuhur adhan sounded Aini still on the road. Which should be a trip of only 1 hour, now you have to spend more time because you buy souvenirs first.

At 12:45 Aini got home, parked his bike in the garage. The garage no longer has a car. "It's been done, as it turned out," Inner Aini

Aini got off her motorbike entering through the side door.

"Assalamualaikum, Mas Al!"

"Wa'alaikumussallam, don't yell, honey" Al welcomed his wife. Aini immediately hugged her husband while whining spoiled.

"Mas, kangeeen,"

"Hmm."

"Kok just hmm, anyway?"

"Keep, what do you have to answer?" while tightening his wife's embrace, kissed his forehead and ended with a kiss on his lips.

"Mas, my body is so sticky. Ai to the room first want to shower and pray yes, Mas,"

"Hmmm, uh,"

"No, hmmm again,"

"Dear, take a bath there let it smell. Mas kangen heavy. How's it? Already satisfied with the reply mas," stroked his wife's head

"Banget.." while running away from her husband to the room.

Finished cleaning and praying Aini out of the room, saw her husband in the family room Aini sitting on her husband's lap.

"He ..., why Dear. Is it the same weight, Mas?" while pinching his wife's nose.

"Heem, but hungry. Temenin eat yuk, Mas," pinta Aini

"Mas make his own tea? Why don't you ask Ai for help, Mom?" say Ai again

"Udah down, ayok not cemenin" as soon as Ai down, Al followed his wife's steps while carrying tea in his hand.

"Just make tea Ai, Mas can be alone. Just cook it yourself, take care of the kids themselves, too,"

"Yes .. yes, Ai tau mas anything can be alone," while pouting at the arrogance of her husband. Seeing his wife pout straight "CUP" kissed his wife's lips.

"Don't get me wrong, there's something I can't do on my own. And really need you" said Al seriously

"Seriously, does it exist?" with curious mimic. They sat in the dining room, facing each other.

"Seriously that's Ai, where ever you lied,"

"ish ish ish full of mystery,"

"There are you. I ate first and then answered after you eat. Or if it is not answered later tonight all practice," said Al seriously as if it was something that really important. It's important, but it's not so. Looking at his wife's looks it was not strong enough to hold back a laugh.

"Kok laughing, lest Ai again be groomed by her own husband," while chewing food.

"Mas don't eat,"

"Had eaten Ai, same as the puffer,"

"The chubby cheek has not woken up yet, Mas. Ai's been missing a lot,"

"Your father came home, he was sleeping,"

"Eh mas, Ai forgot. Ai bought snacks that have not been downgraded,"

"Tell Ai first, just said,"

"Hehe...."

"Yes take it first" answered with a nod of the head. If answered with words, you can get angry again.

Aini is very grateful to be titipik Allah figure of a more mature husband, older than 6 years. Being so affectionate, protective, and clear that her way of thinking and her actions were never careless made Aini happy. But actually maturity is not measured from the age of a person, the reality is that many who are old still like to play tricks on a partner, underestimating a relationship. So the author emphasizes here age does not guarantee 100% of one's maturity.

Al enter menenteng crackle that contains snacks that were purchased at the center of the souvenir earlier. Al immediately opened the crackle and took out the original box.

"Thank you Ai, you always understand your favorite, Mas. Although our tastes are different, but you still remember, Mas. Right now I can't do anything. Poor disabled husband. Sorry, Mas,"

Not finished Al talk has been cut the same Aini.

"Mas talking what the hell. Not delicious? that's buy in the place we used to buy, Mas," diverts the conversation won't slow down.

"Dear boy, I want a story. The car has been sold, yesterday taken the same buyer. I was gonna tell you on the phone last night. But considering it's too late it's not finally so,"

"Alhamdulillah, yes it's okay," Aini got up to the sink to wash her hands and wash the dishes.

"Mas, sorry yes this morning I did not say goodbye to mas, did not reply to a message, Mas,"

"How come, you're in a hurry to prepare breakfast and packing for home, right?"

"Yes, but that's not all. Mas, I want a story but don't get mad?"

"Origin don't tell me you want to leave Mas, don't tell me you can't live the same. I'll make sure you're not angry,"

"ish ... do not ngaco mas by the way," finished washing Aini's dishes and then sat back in front of Al.

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