TOUGH WIFE
Dinner

By nightfall, Mazaya came out of her room. Since his argument this afternoon with a Scintillating, the man just disappeared. I don't know where he is, which Mazaya certainly won't take a headache.

Mazaya is looking for a kitchen. It wasn't hard for him to find that place. He then approached two servants who seemed to be cooks in the mansion.

"Can I help you, ma'am?" mazaya's question suddenly made the two women who were preparing dinner flinch and almost dropped what they were holding.

"Young no-nona? What are you doing here?" great-granddaughter of one of those who had middle age.

"I'm sorry, I surprised you!" mazaya said while scratching her nape. "I just want to help you, can't I?" mazaya said with a clear face.

"Don't miss!" call both at the same time.

"Why? You guys are afraid I messed up your cooking, aren't you? Take it easy, gini-gini I can cook really," said Mazaya full of confidence.

"Bu-not that, miss. We just don't want to let Madam or mister get mad at us if we let miss cook." Said Ms. Murti.

"My mother was right, miss. Miss, you better sit down. Can I make some juice or have a snack?" haggard Marta, daughter of Bu Murti.

Mazaya shook her head, "I don't want anything. I just want to help cook. Believe me, no one will be angry. If there is, I will be responsible. Yes, yes, yes! Please!" melas Mazaya put up innocent and innocent mimic making Bu Murti not to the heart.

"But if the lady is tired, the lady stops. Moreover, the new lady until this afternoon in the afternoon here, must still be tired. It should be non Mazaya just rest."

"I'd be more tired if I just locked myself away. It's my first day here, so I want to make something special, you guys want to help me, right?" mazaya's question made the two cooks mother and son look at each other. Marta nodded making Bu Murti also nodded resignedly.

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After almost an hour in the kitchen, finally all the cuisine menu has been in session. Bu Murti and Marta were stunned to not believe he could cook a variety of appetizing dishes. Even they had tasted it first and it indeed tasted really good. At first they tasted because they were worried that the cuisine did not suit the tastes of members of the Cakrabuana family. In addition, they are worried that it does not feel as expected. The smell can be fragrant, but about the taste, the tongue can not lie.

They also gave both thumbs up as an appreciation that Mazaya cuisine is really special.

Dinner came, everyone seemed to have gathered at the dinner table. Their eyes until rounded to see a variety of dishes that have been presented with a scent that is able to make saliva drip.

Gemilang thought this must be his mother's work as a welcome to Mazaya. For what to welcome the hick woman he thought. However, he is reluctant to comment now. He was already preparing to protest his mother's actions after this dinner was over. Because he was sure, all the food would be left a lot and end up redundant.

"Come on Zaya, please eat it, baby," said Anika softly. Mazaya also smiled and followed the movement of the mother-in-law who helped bring rice and side dishes for the husband, while she helped bring rice and side dishes for Gemilang. Thankfully, the man did not protest. Maybe with both parents.

"What do you want to eat with, mom?" ask Mazaya gently.

Degh ...

Hearing Mazaya's soft voice calling him 'gold' suddenly made his heart beat fast.

"Clear," replied Scintillatingly short, dense, and vague. Usually women who give answers like that, but this time it came out of a man.

"There's a side dish and a vegetable whose name is up to you, Lang. You're all there," said Anika but did not respond Gemilang at all.

As one mouthful of rice and side dishes entered the mouth, Gemilang's forehead frowned. Bu Murti does often cook a menu that one of them there is rib soup, but why it tastes better today and fits on his tongue which is a little choosy. So does the sauce that so shakes the tongue. Scintillating to eat so greedy. Not only himself, but it turns out that both his parents also ate so greedily. Lauk pauk that he suspects will run out earlier and end up redundant is now almost without rest.

"Did mom order our dinner from the restaurant? Mama don't spoil him too much, later he can be big head," said Gemilang while glancing at the cynical Mazaya who looked indifferent. 'Lacking! Why is he so relaxed?' rutuk Gemilang in the heart.

"What do you mean, Lang? Oh, you think mama ordered this from the restaurant huh? Do you think this is too special? Dinner this time is really good, pa, tuh papa child to think mama accidentally order this food from the restaurant," said Anika with a big smile.

"So this isn't mama's message from the restaurant?" It turned out that Mr. Guntara also thought the same thing with his son.

Anika gave a small chuckle then turned her eyes to Bu Murti, "clearly, mbak." The age of Bu Murti who was only a few years above Anika made Anika prefer to call Bu Murti mbak.

"Sorry sir, young master, tonight's cuisine is not ordered from the restaurant but cook for itself. Miss Mazaya herself cooked dinner today. Turns out, Miss Mazaya is very good at cooking." Bu Murti's words made Gemilang who was drinking, almost choking.

"Goodoo. It means he has special skills. At least a village girl like herself is of any use," the cynical Gemilang made Anika and Guntara glare in disbelief at the scathing Gemilang speech.

"So what you say, Lang! If she doesn't have any special abilities, she's still your wife. It's inappropriate for you to say such scathing words!" jolt Guntara with sharp eyes.

"Did you forget Lang, even mama has no special abilities. Cook can't, but papa really appreciates mama for who she is" Anika said, upset with her son's attitude towards Mazaya. "Zaya, I'm sorry Eagle! He is that nature, tight and hard like a new person. But he was a good boy. Mama is sure, slowly she will change her attitude to you. You are patient!" Anika said not well.

"You don't have to worry, Zaya is okay. Ordinary that. Zaya understood, her name was also we just knew each other today. We do not know each other's habits so mama does not need to worry too much," said Mazaya softly make the feelings of the two parents were more unpleasant.

"Elang, come with papa now!" guntara's word is firm. Scintillating snorting. Only one day the girl was in the house, but it seemed she had managed to snatch the affection of her parents.

...***...

Brakkk ...

Guntara kicked down his desk made Gemilang stunned.

"Papa warned you, be kind to Mazaya. She is now your wife. Your responsibility. But why is your attitude the opposite? Did mom and dad teach you to act like this? Especially for women? Have you ever heard me talk to my mom? Insulting? Condescendingly? Trivialize? Nope. But why are you like this?" sentak Guntara.

"Pa, you know for yourself, I refuse to be betrothed to the village girl, but you guys are forcing. If this wasn't Grandpa's mandate, I wouldn't have married her. I'm sure he's willing to be betrothed to me because I'm rich and handsome, try if not, where he might want to be. He's just after our treasure, pa. Papa don't be too good with her."

"You don't go too far, Lang. You just don't know Mazaya very well. She's not the woman you think she is. We're nothing compared to him. And you should know, we have a debt of gratitude with his family so don't make papa regret having a selfless child like you. Anyway from now on change your attitude to Mazaya. Mom and Dad don't want to hear you do things that aren't commendable to him. When that happens, just get ready, papa scribbled from papa's heirs. You understand!"

After saying that, Guntara kicked Gemilang out of his room. Scintillating came out with a reddened face.

"Not what compared to him? Bulshhiit!" aspir Gemilang who went straight to his office.

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