
Siska put some groceries on the pantry table. It was after his meeting with Raya and Feby. Siska had bought some kitchen needs that she planned to use to prepare dinner and breakfast tomorrow for Zidan. Because from now on, Siska has established himself to fight for forgiveness from Zidan.
Siska glanced at the clock on the wall. It's still 4pm which means he still has 2 hours left until Zidan's usual time comes home.
All the contents of the groceries in a plastic bag are removed Siska. And then Siska also pulled out her phone. He intends to contact Bu Resti to ask - ask the delicious ingredients - the ingredients are cooked what let Zidan like.
"Hallo Mama."
"Hem, what's wrong, honey?."
"Ma, not busy? Siska wants to ask - ask."
"No, why are you so relaxed when you see Drakor."
"Ma, I want to cook, only to be confused about what to cook. The intention is to make capcay, but even forget not to buy carrots as broccoli, continue there is only mustard chicken alone."
"Well, if so, sauteed it. Keep the chicken cooked using rujak seasoning. Zidan likes it too, even if it's just that."
"Em, is that it?." Siska mangosteen - mangosteen.
"Yes, can't you just make mustard chicken?."
"If I had sauteed anyway I could. But if chicken is the spice, I doubt it. Never cooked." Out of mangosteen - mangosteen is now grinning.
"Well that's it, my mom. How do you use videocall to make it easy?."
"He'em can Ma."
And finally with the guidance of Bu Resti, Siska was busy cooking. Busy also ask this, it must be cut how, directly mixed or how, how much salt, how sugar. The point is to be busy but also while joking, enjoying the moment of cooking with direct guidance from the in-laws. Until finally 1.5 hours later all the dishes were ready to be served and Siska closed her call.
"Fuih .. finally ..." Siska stared at the relief and amazement of her work today.
"Now take a shower. A lovely shower."
And Siska also moved from the pantry, not forgetting to cover all the food on the table. Then go into the bathroom.
A few minutes later. Siska who had finished her bath sat on her dresser. Her hands nimbly began to apply some beauty products on her face.
For a few weeks he has not paid much attention to his appearance because of the fight with Zidan. So yes Siska must be willing if there are some acne appears eventually. But fortunately only a few pimples, not his face that turned dull.
Finished with face and body. Siska opened a towel wrapped around her hair. His movement stopped for a moment. In his brain now again hesitating - ninbang. Want to be cold or not this hair. Because of his desire now Siska looks beautiful and sexy in front of Zidan for the totality of being sorry.
"Dry not?."
"If it's not cold, the clothes get wet, and the smell doesn't smell good? if it's cold, how less is it?."
"Gee! just want it, let it not smell. There are still many ways to win the heart of the husband." Disconnect Siska later, which is more concerned with the smell of fresh than wet hair.
The sound of the hairdryer had already filled the entire room. A fraction of a minute later made Siska's hair dry.
Now all that's left is clothes. His eyes again - again confused, must wear what kind of clothes. The shirt that opens? or a slightly covered shirt? or the usual clothes? wear long sleeping pajamas or a tee shirt with triningnya?. But because it's his mission to get sorry. You should wear open clothes, right?. So quickly Siska's hand grabbed a nightgown just above the knee with a thin singlet strap.
The clock shows at 6 p.m. Siska was already sitting on the sofa of the living room. Her hair has been curled randomly - scramble as if it was ready to be the wife of sholeha he said.
Nervous for sure, afraid for sure. Even Siska's hands were already sweating. Afraid of Zidan even more angry with him and more away from him if Siska behaves as if there is nothing.
15 Minutes walk. Siska who did not release her eyes towards the door. Zidan hasn't come home yet.
30 Minutes later. Still the same, there is no sign - the door was opened from the outside.
2 Hours later. Siska's face was already sad but she was still faithfully sitting on the sofa. His stomach also began to get hungry, but tried to be detained and chose to wait for Zidan.
3 Hours later. It feels like his heart is being pinched. Sad, disappointed and also starting to rile.
4 Hours later. The breath of disappointment and sadness was piled up. It's 10 p.m., but Zidan's not coming home. Nor is it. I don't know where her husband went. Siska doesn't know. Siska finally resigned, and her tears began to flow down her cheeks.
Tired of crying by yourself. Siska grabbed her phone while wiping away her tears. He has to find out where Zidan is. And the choice falls to Egi who is likely to know more.
"Hallo Egi" said Siska, who tried his hardest to make the call.
"Oh, yes Ma'am, what's wrong?."
"Zidan's overtime today?."
"Yes Mas Zidan is still overtime in the office. Again the preparation of the mega project of the southern crossroads." said Egi who remembered Siska if not wrong is one of the big projects. And from Egi's speech can be concluded that Zidan managed to get the project? wow ... instantly Siska's feelings became proud of her husband.
"So you guys managed to win Gi?."
"Yes mbak, this morning in general we continue to get, did Mas Zidan not tell ya mbak?."
"Not Gi."
"Oh, maybe make a surprise later if you're home. I'm leaking this how I'm doing."
"Hee, it's okay Gi, I'm not going to say it. Keep Gi, I guess it's still a long time overtime huh?."
"If I've come home, if Mas Zidan I don't understand. Mas Zidan was still in the office. Don't try Ma'am Siska call me directly?."
"So called but not picked up."
"Oh."
"Yes yes Gi, thank you for the info."
"Yes the same - the same."
"Yes, I've turned the phone off, greetings to your wife Gi."
"Yes, I'll see you."
The call was cut off. There was a sense of relief after hearing from Egi. There is a sense of pride and pleasure also because Zidan managed to get a big project. But there is also a sense of worry because Zidan has not gone home and is still overtime until this hour.
Siska picked up her phone again. And the screen also displays the WA application where Zidan number as the main display.
Tut's.
Tut's.
Tut's.
Siska dialed Zidan's number for the first time after 2 weeks of cold contact.
There's no answer. Siska immediately typed a message for her husband.
"Where areyou? when you go home, that."
And for the first time, Siska called Zidan with the affectionate call they used to be when they were dating.