Unknown Baby
Kitchen

Noodles in a pan emit smoke, perfectly smell delicious and delicious. Suitable for the hungry. Myesha stirred the noodle with a fork, blew it then put it in her mouth.

"I don't care at all, Mom.  It was chili pepper, wasn't it?" asked Myesha while chewing on the noodles.

"It's said three chili seeds, but I threw them away." Faiq ate the noodles with his fork.

Myesha raised her lips, looking at Faiq with the corner of her narrowed eyes. Piqued.

"Mending don't have to be given chili, Mas. Just as there's no sense of pain." The girl protested while turning the fork in the pot. Taking noodles.

"Well, you like chili."

"I like chili peppers because they are spicy. If it's not spicy, don't like it." Myesha stuffed the noodles into her mouth.

They took turns taking noodles in the pot, there is no scene of each other pulling noodles using the lips. The fact is that a hungry stomach is more important than being romantic.

"Oh yes, his wife Riki gave birth, maybe you will meet in posyandu. If you can get him to find the info." Faiq chewed his noodles.

"Posyandu's mothers are very crumpled, I'm not comfortable there. But I'm trying to get in on the gossip, say you know the info."

"Yuno is already quite big, take him to study every Friday. Just two hours, I finished my studies after I had a lecture. Come along too."

"Catcher dishes?"

"No, but weekly chanting."

"Oah, but I'm really sorry to come along. Don't know how to gossip about me."

"Search in yt, gossip tutorials." Faiq suggested while thrusting HP.

"Oh yes, the mothers in posyandu once said about sports malem. I don't mean. There are many things I don't understand."  Myesha ate her noodles again.

It was difficult if Myesha was too innocent like this, Faiq sighed while chewing her noodles. It seems he has to be more patient. It could be that if he directly asked for the first night it was not impossible that Myesha would be frightened to see her snake. 

Nyicil in starting the first night does not seem like a bad idea. Myesha must first get to know the snake, make friends and then just be able to explore together looking for heaven.

"The body of the malem ...." Faiq stopped his words. Doubt to tell. He could not choose the right words.

"What's? Playing basketball?"

"Well, it's like playing basketball. Just like we did."

"What the hell, I don't mean. When do we play basketball."

"Anytime I explained, which is important from now on I will also participate in the event. I think we can be slandered because it does not blend in with the people here. That's why it can be digosipin weird."

Now the sauce is left in the pot, they drink it alternately by lifting the pot using a washcloth. A pot that leaves only a warm taste.

Faiq walked up to take the kettles and glasses. Pour and drink after that fill the water in the glass again and give it to Myesha before sitting back down.

"A guest like that?"

"Who is it, Mum?"

Faiq shrugged the clueless sign then walked to the front door followed by Myesha from behind. The door opened revealing the large family of Faiq with a neat makeup.

"Assalamualaik." Greet them.

"Waalaikumsalam, you're not here first?" asked Faiq while kissing his father's hand.

"Yes, the intention is not to come here, just go home from Pringsewu and kemaleman." He entered the house and was immediately greeted by a hand kiss from Myesha.

Faiq's mothers entered alternately, complete with bags of condangan containing food. They hugged Myesha.

"Where's yuno? I want to share my puffer's grandson." Ask Faiq's birth mother.

"There's room, Mom. It's sleeping."

Faiq's biological mother invited the other three Faiq mothers to go into the room to look at their grandchildren. I sat on the couch and looked tired.

"I'm going to the kitchen for a drink first, yeah." Myesha told Faiq. The man nodded then sat down with his father on the sofa.

Myesha doesn't know what they're talking about. For sure, at this time the girl was confused because she had no food. Fearful old man Faiq is hungry. Want to cut chicken but do not have chicken, there is no way they cut the orange to serve. Time shows ten o'clock past five minutes. The Riki shop is closed.

Soon Faiq entered the kitchen, approaching Myesha who was making tea for five people.

"Sha, is your front room clean?" ask Faiq.

Myesha nodded, "Our mother has no food. How's it?"

"No papa, they've eaten, tomorrow morning we go to the morning market to shop."

"Oh yes, Mas. I'm afraid your mother told me to yuno again." This time Myesha looked at her husband's eyeballs.

"I don't want you to nyuin Yuno, mending nyuin me."

"Ehhh ...."

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