
Sifa was really nervous, since earlier she kept sending messages to Abash when she had the opportunity.Yes, what other message than if not threatening the lover not to say about their real relationship.
"So, why didn't you tell me that Sifa occupied your apartment?" mama Kesya asked after ordering their dinner at a restaurant near the apartment.
"Well, you know what Abash is, right?" replied Abash who was nodded by Mama Kesya.
"Sifa, don't you cook often?" ask Mama Kesya suddenly.
"Hmm? Yes, Auntie? How's it?" sifa asked nervously, as the girl had just caught a wet glance towards Abash.
"Aunty asked, do you often cook at home?"
"Oh, Often Aunt."
"It's good if that's it. Abash likes to stir-fry capcai with mushrooms. Anyway whatever the vegetable stir-fry that uses mushrooms, Abash likes. You will often masakin it for Abash huh! You're in the same apartment building. After all, this Abash likes to be lazy to eat and do not remember the time when it was in front of the computer. You want him to make a meal, yes" said Mama Kesya meaningfully.
"Y-yes, Aunt. God willing," Sifa's great-grandson nervously.
Abash smiled faintly, the man had guessed that the mother was the most sensitive woman in the world. The proof, Mama Kesya has told what her favorite food is. Though, without Mama Kesya mention it, Sifa already knows, because Abash himself said it.
"Ah, our order has come. Let's eat," asked Mama Kesya.
They ate three of them in silence,. Yes, although occasionally Mama Kesya continues to invite Sifa to talk about Abash and whatever the man likes and dislikes.
"Mama wants to talk to you about Papa. So, Mama's coming with you to the apartment, yeah," said Mama Keysa.
Mamam Kesya deliberately said she wanted to talk about her husband, because their current position is near Sifa.
"Yes, Ma."
Mama Kesya also came down from the car, because the middle-aged woman will speak four eyes with snag child. While in the elevator, Mama Kesya had offered to Sifa to always leave and go home with Abash, but Sifa refused to do so.
"Ah yes, the bike has been placed in a special parking lot. This is the key to the bike chain," said Mama Kesya while giving the chain key to Abash.
"Good thanks, Ma."
"Sifa, this is the key to your bike chain, yes."
"Yes, Aunt. Thanks a lot."
Ting ...
The elevator door was open, Sifa said to come down first from the elevator.
"Send my thanks to Oma, Auntie," Sifa said before exiting the elevator.
"You better say it yourself. Ah yes, Sunday to the house yes, Auntie there is a rally at home, you please help ya. So, later you can directly say thank you to the oma."
"Yes, Aunt, God willing."
The elevator door was closed, Mama immediately looked at the son.
"How long have you been dating?" guess Mama Kesya.
"Huh? Mama asked what the hell?' nervous Abash.
"Mama needs an explanation from you. Okay, Mama understands if you don't want to reveal your relationship. So, you have to tell me the reason before Mama drag you both to KUA," threatened Mama Kesya.
Abash opened his eyes, the man held the arms of the mother spoiled and smiled sweetly.
Upon arriving at her apartment, Mama Kesya immediately threw back the same question to the son.
"Hurry, explain to Mama, or Mama call Papa to take care of your wedding files tomorrow," threatened Mama Kesya who has reached for her phone and is ready to contact her husband.
"Ma, no, "please Abash.
"Eat him, don't be mostly dumb. Let's tell you the story," said Mama Kesya.
"So this is it, Ma. Abash and Sifa are dating. But, Sifa did not want our relationship to be known by others. Therefore, Abash hid this from Mama at Sifa's request."
"Loh, why is that? You didn't tell Sifa? If Mama doesn't choose a daughter-in-law. Yes anyway, Mama once told you, if you can if you want to find a wife who has finished college. Actually Mama from the beginning was suspicious of you," said Mama Kesya.
"Sifa has a good reason, Ma."
Abash tells him why Sifa wants to hide their relationship status. WHERE Sifa does not want to be labeled as benefiting Abash for his own personal interests.
"Hmm, so yeah. So, Sifa wants to prove to everyone who has demeaned and underestimated him, if he is able to graduate college without the help of others," said Mama Kesya.
"OK, Mama appreciate the decision of the two of you to hide the status of your relationship. But you have to remember, you guys are not yet muhrim, so don't macem-macem, okay?" mama Kesya's.
"Yes, Ma. Not a macem-macem really, just one macem, "keh Abash.
"Abash!" reprimand Mama Kesya again with a sharp gaze and also full of warning.
"Canda, Ma," puckered Abash while showing his two fingers in the shape of the letter V.
"Hmm, yes, that's it. It's late too, Papa must be looking for Mama. Then Mama came home, yes" said Mama Kesya.
"Don't sleep here, Ma?"
"You're supposed to go home, not Mama who sleeps here" said Mama Kesya spoiledly.
"Yes, beosk Abash is home."
Abash takes the mother to the lobby, and the man returns to his apartment.
Cling ...
A message entered his phone.
"Mommy, haven't you been home yet?"
Abash smiled reading six messages from the lover. Yes, it turns out that Sifa had sent a message to her, but because it was too fun to talk to the mother, making the man no longer look at his phone.
"Mama sleeps here. Mama said, tomorrow she wants breakfast from your cooking." send.
Abash chuckles as he sends a message to Sifa. For some reason, she was eager to prank her adorable lover.
"Huh? Seriously, Mas? What should I cook tomorrow?" ask Sifa from her short message.
"As far as you. Clearly, Mama likes to be chatty if the menu on the table is not complete." send.
Abash continued to smile, imagining Sifa's face which must be very adorable at this time. He wanted to make a video call, but he was afraid of being caught by the lover, if he had lied.
In another apartment, Sifa was pacing back and forth while biting her finger.
"Well, what's tomorrow's cooking for camer?" he murmured in panic.