
"All this food are you cooking?" ask Refan.
How come, I can't lie anymore. Mas Refan was already suspicious of this lunch.
"I. Yes. You. You don't like it?" ask Kinan.
"Like it, but you're sick. No need to force it. There is Bik Mar who is in charge of taking care of all the needs of this house" replied Refan coldly. He continued eating.
Actually I want to say the cuisine is delicious but later he became big head. I don't want to depend on him anyway. Naila's enough, that's because she's a kid. Otherwise I wouldn't want to owe Kinan a favor. I know she had to have this wedding, too. Inner Refan.
What else did Refan mean this time. She likes my cooking but it seems like she forbids me from cooking anymore. Where could Mas be? I know my job as a wife is to take care of all the needs of her husband. So as much as possible I will prepare everything you need including cooking. Inner Kinan.
"Emmmm.. Mama often - often donk cook food like this. I like it" Salman said happily.
"Dear baby, later if Mama's off, Mama cook food like this again huh" replied Kinan.
Kinan saw that Refan's plate was almost empty.
"You want to add more?" Tanya Kinan offered.
"May, a little more. I'm still hungry" replied Refan.
Kinan brought rice, fish and vegetables to Refan's plate with a smile. Refans pay attention to all Kinan's behavior.
Don't get your head big. I am very hungry. Saying Refan in the heart.
I hope you continue to like all of my cooking. Kinan Prayer.
Refan continued his lunch. He ate the food that was on his plate without leaving. Just as Refan was about to stand up and get out of the dining table Kinan held him back for a moment.
"So I made a dessert too, did you want to?" ask Kinan.
"Go to the room, I want to pray first. Later after the new prayer I eat" replied Refan.
"Well Mas" Kinan replied with a smile.
Refan walked to his room to change clothes and after that he performed the Dzuhur prayer. After finishing eating Kinan took turns keeping Naila so that Bik Mar and Bik Nah could have lunch too.
After finishing the prayer Dzuhur Refan came out of his room. Kinan remembered the words of her husband. He forgot to bring the dessert he had cooked earlier to Refan's room.
"I'm sorry I forgot to bring the dessert to your room because I changed it to Bik Nah gendong Naila" said Kinan as soon as Refan approached him.
Refan took Naila from Kinan's sling.
"Yes, it's just now. I finished praying" replied Refan.
Kinan immediately rushed into the kitchen and picked up the dessert inside the refrigerator. Kinan made agar - so that melons were doused with corn fla.
Kinan cut the agar - so that it and put it in a small dish then sowed it with corn fla on it. Kinan also brought a glass of water to drink Refan.
After that, Kinan brought him to the front with a tray.
"This is Mas eaten" Kinan said after putting the tray containing the food on the table in the TV room.
"In the meantime, I still want to carry Naila" replied Refan.
"Honey it's noon time to take a nap, yuk to the room" Kinan invited Salman.
"But I want to accompany Ma" replied Salman.
"Let's be with Papa, you sleep" Refan cut.
"Oke Pa" replied Salman obediently.
Bik Nah who has finished eating takes Naila in a sling Refan.
"Here Den Naila nya let Bibik gendong" pinta Bik Nah.
Refan handed Naila over and then sat down on the sofa to eat Kinan's cooked dessert.
Mmmm. This food is also delicious. She is really good at cooking. Inner Refan.
Refan looked at Bik Nah's face.
"Bik." call Refan.
"Yes Den" replied Bik Nah.
"Jawab is honest.. Does Kinan cook at home often?" ask Refan.
"M. Anu Den.. Ja.. Since Non-Kinan married Den Refan. Non-Kinan always takes the time to cook at home unless he is sick or late coming home. But so far, Non Kinan did not cook when he was sick yesterday" Bik Nah replied honestly.
"What is Bik Mar's task?" ask Refan again.
"Bik Mar helps Non Kinan also in the kitchen, nyiapin ingredients, clean fish that want to be cooked and so forth" said Bik Nah.
"If I work, she won't take care of Naila?" search Refan.
"If Non Kinan has gone home he immediately holds Naila Den after she is clean and change clothes" replied Bik Nah honestly.
Hem.. means he's not imaging. As long as I work, he takes good care of Naila. She seems to be a wife who knows her job.
Refan again remembered his wife first, coming home from work he went straight to the room to clean and then fell asleep to wait for him to come home from work. Renita has never been to the kitchen except during meals and wants to pick up something in the kitchen.
Renita can only dress up, take care of Refan and the house only she can't. Even Refan often brought food for Renita if Renita was lazy to eat out of the room. Renita is very - very spoiled but because Refan loves her he never takes issue with her.
Again, Refan compares Kinan to Renita. And the more he compared Refan the more he saw the advantages - the advantages that Kinan had.
But why was his heart so hard to accept Kinan. Moreover, actually he really needs Kinan's current existence because Kinan is sincerely willing to take care of and care for his son like his own son.
Kinan walked out of his room while carrying a bottle of Naila milk
"Here's my Naila Bik sling" pinta Kinan.
Now Naila has changed hands from Bik Nah to Kinan.
"Mamaaaa's son wants a bobok huh.. Du. du. Iaaang we're bobbing at noon huh" Kinan began to hold Naila and give the milk to Naila.
While eating dessert Refan again noticed the look of Kinan who was holding Naila. After Kinan took off the Hijab while at the house Refan also saw Kinan getting more beautiful.
Her hair was long and everything in her body was natural. No eyebrow embroidery, lip embroidery and others.
Refan recalled that during these two weeks of living with Kinan, He never excused himself to go to the salon. For the treatment of his face, hair, and body.
But everything Kinan has is not far from Renita's preening routine. Their skin color is a little different. Her skin is darker than Renita's. But it is natural. Ever since she knew Renita, Renita's skin had indeed been white from there not because she regularly went to the salon.
I'm getting late in comparing the two of them.
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