Wedding of Yuk Ma'am?!
chapter 50

"Sorry Zil, you forgot that you were there, so just play nylonong." Mother said chuckling.

"No papa, Bun." Ozil answered a little louder as they were on their way to the market on the bike.

Finally, Ozil drove you to the market. Because it's unbearable if on this cold morning, Nina got to the market by motorcycle.

Arriving at the market, the mother chose vegetables and herbs. Then they went to the fish and chicken sellers.

"Zil, do you want to eat chicken what fish?"

"What do you want Bun. I'm not a picky." Answer Ozil.

"Well, then, a fish? Uh, but your catfish yesterday was still Zil. Chicken ajalah, bosen don't you eat catfish?"

"Neither bun. Just..."

"What's free?" Mother turned to Ozil who walked a little behind because the road inside the market did not allow for both.

"Just tired of seeing the shape of catfish."

Mother grunting. "Just like Zil."

"It can be in the Bun filet, which is important that the shape is not catfish."

"Yes too, Zil." Mother chuckles to herself. "So want to eat chicken what catfish filet?"

"See Nina first." Want to issue hp, but Ozil's hand is full of shopping bags.

"No need to." Prevent mother. "Buy some chicken."

At the chicken shop.

"Well, who's Bu Anggi?" Ask the chicken man.

"Most, Mum." Answer mother."wings around yes, Mom."

"Oohh the ghost of yesterday? Good guy, young again." The chicken seller started weighing and choosing the wings. "Where's the job?"

"In the Buk pool." Answer Ozil.

"Color?" Brow-linking.

"Former catfish him." Sela.

"How many catfish are in your place? If it's appropriate, let me pick up the catfish at your place." Say mother chicken seller."ask your number, le. It'll be easy."

Ozil sumringah, there is also a blessing between mother-in-law to the market.

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"Mother Nina." Call Ozil while cleaning catfish in the kitchen sink. His nimble hands cut open the entrails of the catfish with a knife and threw out the feces.

"Why Oz?" Tanya Nina who was preparing the seasoning.

"This catfish in making filet, huh? Bosen sees catfish every day. From small to big, catfish. Enter the catfish pool. Harvest the catfish again. Eat catfish too. Ntar taik his out at eating catfish again." Babe Ozil.

Nina laughed amusedly.

"What are you doing in Oz? Until you eat catfish too?"

"Well, it's just a parable." Ozil Sahut. "Every day hold a catfish, bored mbak."

Nina glanced at little Ozil. "Bak's so scared of Oz."

"Fear why?"

"Fear you're tired of seeing mbak. Every day...."

"La yo is definitely not mbak. I can get bored with Nina. Beautiful mom, fine, cooking pinter. Anget again. That's something that can't make me bored. Do not equate to catfish much different.

Yes mbak, catfish smell fishy, if it smells fragrant. Pingin nyium continues to be." Ozil said at length.

Nina reviewed her little smile.

"It's straight me filet ya mbak." Ozil said again.

"Yes Ozil."

"Bak, later make catfish filet butter yes.keknya delicious."

"Yes, yes."

Silent for a moment, Ozil was busy cleaning and filtering the catfish. While Nina makes spices and prepares flour.

Ozil turned to look at Nina who was busy with her embellishment. Then Ozil stood up, after washing his hands for a while. Walking closer to Nina who was sitting back at the sink. From the back, Ozil suddenly kissed Nina on the cheek. Until the woman was shocked to the point of jumping.

"Ozeil!" Nina dyed, afraid that someone would see.

Ozil grinned and then stood back in front of the sink and cleaned the catfish while whistling merrily.

***

Dila sat pensively in front of the pool, for a few days Dila was not working. After college, definitely back to the old house. By late afternoon, Dila returned to Ben's house.

However, this time it was different, he chose to go straight home as soon as he finished college.

Sitting in the backyard looking at the fish pond, it felt like there was still doubt in his heart. Is he right to continue the marriage with Ben while he knows where Ben's heart is.

Suddenly, Ben Arfa sat beside him. Looking in the same direction. Dila who noticed Ben's presence turned to the left side, looking at the husband.

"Mas Ben doesn't work?"

"Work really," Ben replied, "This is back home. Come back again."

Dila looked back to the front. Look at the ripples of pond water that were blown by the wind that afternoon.

"Now, I brought Boba."

Dila turned her head, looking at the big glass of Boba in Ben's hand.

Dila received it, then sipped the drink that Ben had planted the straw.

"Seger?"

Dila nodded.

Simultaneously, looking forward.

"Where is your college?" Ben asked, breaking the ice between them.

"As usual."

"You're out of the shop?"

"Heem.... I have a lot of money, no need to work anymore." replied Dila sipping again his ice Boba.

Ben laughed a little.

"I have to go back to the restaurant, you want to come? Than to bengong here. Later even Kesambet, hard." Take Ben Arfa to stand.

"Why are you taking me?" Tanya Dila looked up at Ben who was already standing beside her.

Ben Arfa pinned Dila's head.

"You're this.... Not come?" Ben wants to say something, but he snags and chooses to offer Dila to come with him at the restaurant.

Dila speechless.

"Did your kids love their paper now?"

"Who's the baper?" Dila pouted and turned away.

I'm going back to the restaurant, maybe I'll be home a little late because there are some places I need to check."

"Yes." Yeah." Answer Dila lazily.

Ben was silent for a moment, looking at Dila. Then pull his hand.

"Follow ajalah. Come on." Come on."

Dila said nothing, just stared back at Ben.

"You let them know whose restaurant owner's wife is."

Dila. Then feel wrong.

"Mas, would you like to know Dila as a mas employee, as a wife?" Asked Dila Shamefully, Ben smiled slightly looking at her.

"Corn." While pulling Dila's hand.

Arriving at the resto.

Dila was impressed with the decorations at the restaurant. Very nice and romantic, lots of flowers adorn every corner and Tumblr lights that adorn the ceiling.

"I just found out that Ben's restaurant is this good?" Praise Dila looked around in amazement.

"Yes, it's because there's an event."

"Ooh, on booking huh? But it's a really big race. What are we not here for? The one who bokes gets angry again." Said Dila, Ben just threw a smile holding Dila's hand, and brought her to a table.

"Sit here." Ben pulled the chair and pressed Dila's shoulder to sit down. Then Ben sat down on Dila's right side. See live music right in front of them.

Both of them just fell silent to enjoy the music that the entertainer sang on stage. Without any meaningful conversation between Ben and Dila.

Until the singer got off the stage and gave Dila flowers. Dila looked at the male singer with a confused look. Then he looked at Ben who looked ordinary.

Dila smiled bitterly, what did she expect. Ben's gonna be red and not take it? The man doesn't even love her. That's what I thought.

"Sorry, I'm married." Dila said softly, she still had to appreciate the feelings of Ben who became her husband. Although, Dila is sure Ben will not be disturbed because he does not have any taste.

"Get it, this flower is beautiful just like you. Your husband won't be angry even if you take it." The singer blinked one eye.

"I don't like flowers."

The singer looked surprised. Ben smiled a little.

"Just give him spare parts. Must have been accepted." Chirps Ben.

The singer looked at Ben cynically. Then throw the rose in Ben's face.

"Well, how rude is that?" Dila protest stood up to see a man so disrespectful to her husband, upsetting Dila.