Wedding Agreements
97.dreaming

Feeling the atmosphere of silence no one spoke Ega began to melt the atmosphere.

"So what if we can't make coffee in front?" bring Ega.

"No, Son Ega. Abah is old, Abah tried to reduce drinking coffee some days my stomach acid a little problematic. What if Abah just accompany you, we have not been chatting for a long time? How do you work in your office?" ask Abah Jafar.

"Thank God for all of this to go well thanks to the knowledge Abah and Umi gave me. Without your prayers I wouldn't be like this, I'm sorry if at the time I managed to leave the boarding school I should still be able to devote myself here longer but because of my busy work in the office and in the hospital there should be me," lirih Ega felt guilty.

"Don't think so, you don't teach here but you always make donations to pesantren even all the construction almost you who finance it. You also always give a side job to the students that have helped us all a lot. You also have a future, you can't just work and work, you need to be happy with your wife" Abah explained.

"Yes, Bah." Ega who saw the black luxury watch on his wrist had shown at ten o'clock in the night he immediately expressed his intention. "Well, it looks like we have to leave late at night. Abah and Umi also have to rest" said Ega.

"Stay here last night, Umi still misses your wife!" pinta Umi embraces Asha and slips the envelope she carries into Asha's pocket. "Umi put it in your pocket" whispered umi softly in his ear.

"Hindu want to let it go?" sindir Abah's.

"Change! Yeah, nope. It's a sin" elak Umi. Though she still wants to tell her about her mother Ega to Asha, so that Asha is more careful when her in-laws come in her husband's life back inward Umi Syarah.

"Other times we'll come again, Umi. Surely if Asha has time to play here often, is that right?" ega looked at his wife who was sitting in front of him with a table divider.

"True Umi, Asha will often come here after finishing her internship later. Umi we say yes."

***

In the car, along the way home Asha was still pensive thinking about the envelope given by Umi Syarah which she now had stored in her bag so that her husband did not know it.

"Darling, are you gloomy? Is there a problem?" tanya Ega glanced at his wife who had just entered the car just silently without saying a word.

Actually what were you talking about earlier why from the pesantren you became moody? Or maybe that was when I lived Asha met with Ustadz Afi to make my wife's mood like this and hurt. I have to straighten it out I don't want any misunderstanding between us inner Ega.

"Honey," said Ega again with a slightly high tone hoping his wife heard his call.

"What sich, Mas?"

"I'm sorry dear if I startle you, then I called from earlier with no response at all. What are you thinking again? How to daydream."

"Don't think of anything just want to eat on the side of the road, it must be delicious," she lied so that her husband did not suspect.

"The truth is you only want to eat at a five-foot stall?!" ask Ega to make sure again. "Honey, we were at the boarding school talking to anyone? What do you think the guy was there?" Ega tried to lure the speaker to know why his wife had been daydreaming ever since.

"Her man is ordinary, fine all just one that I think I hate but if he doesn't like my husband then I'll get used to him too. Forget that! It's just the past. Now I'm sure if you only love me, don't you, Mas?" ask Asha. Now Asha changed her seat slightly to face her husband who focused on driving.

"Change how? Turned out I don't love me anymore?" ask Asha in a high tone.

"Until my hair turns white, my gray hair is full, I will still love you. Until we grow old with my love just for you. I promise that there will be only one mother for my children in the future, only Ashanum Ananda, nothing else" explained Ega with one of her hands reaching for his wife's hand and clasping tightly, by occasionally kissing the back of his beloved wife's hand.

Asha who received the romantic treatment was her heart began to pump irregularly now her heart began to pound uncharacteristically with her face met with red.

"Mas Ega loose doang! The road starts rame it lo," said Asha reminding her husband to focus on the wheel.

"It's it's quiet, baby. Let it be like this, let us be like in the dramas in the Korean film that again fell in love lo."

I've seen you before, Mas. You will never have time to watch life first is only you spend on work and inner workings Asha stared at the pity of her husband whose youth was full of struggles until finally the struggle got such an amazing result.

"Do you ever watch Drakor?"

"Here you go, it's watching you on your laptop whose light is even molten" explained Ega. "Darling, what are you eating? What if it's cat rice or pecel rice? Or you want another menu but if this night there is most also fried rice, breakfast menu."

"It looks like eating fried duck favors ya mas, or catfish pecel. You've been eating your menu a long time."

Hearing the request of his wife who wants to eat fried duck Ega immediately drove his car to his subscription five-foot stall which is famous for the pleasure of sambal trasya with a tender meat texture that has a characteristic that is so tempting appetite.

Ega immediately stepped on the brake pedal, then turned off the engine of his car after getting a parking lot.

"Well, shall we eat here?"

"Yes, here the food is good. This is my subscription, the place is also comfortable even on the side of the road. Hygienic food, good views directly opposite the park. Come on, he said hungry!" Ega immediately pulled his wife's hand to go to the lesehan place where he would enjoy his dinner.

Asha immediately sat on the mat that had been titled by the tavern owner with a long table in his throat.

Mas Ega you even though you have a fancy restaurant you are never ashamed at the slightest bit of eating in a place like this I am proud of you Inner Asha looked at her husband who went to order food.

A few minutes later Ega walked carefully with a tray in his hand containing two servings of fried duck, pecel lele, gurami, lalapan along with two types of sambal that is sambel pence with sambal trasi.

Asha who saw her husband immediately helped put on the table one by one the food on the tray.

"Mas, this is seriously your order?!" asha asked probing while looking at the various menus in front of her without rice. "Where does it go? This is how it is if the message must be taken by itself?" ask again.

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