8 To 4: The Mayor's Contract Wife

Dinner (2)

Pramusaji began serving scarf mayang, a drink from chewy cakes combined with coconut milk sauce, as an appetizer. Unlike mayang scarves in general, Ajeng adds milk and pandan aroma to add a guris and sweet taste to the meal. So that makes Mr. Susilo was forced to ask for added joy with dessert that Ajeng prepared that night.

Shortly thereafter, Wira joined them. “So, how long does Mr Governor intend to stay in our city?”

“It's kind of weird that you call papa that name, Wir. As always, call Mama Papa as you used to.” Sahut Bu Susilo's.

“Sorry, Mom. But I feel more comfortable with that designation.” replied Wira firmly. “Oh yes, Mon. How is Haris doing with Mayang? Why not come here?”

“Mas Haris there is a project abroad and Mayang can not be far from Omanya.”

“Any well today's child? Time is closer to Omanya than Mama herself?” sindir Ajeng's.

"Honey is a favorite grandson. People who do not have children will not know how the dilemma of such a position." reply Monica did not want to lose.

"Then it seems like I have to thank you again because you guys want to bother coming here in fulfilling our invitation to have to leave Mayang at home." said Wira.

"We came here on purpose. Mama wants to see how well you can live without Monica." - Miss Susilo again.

"So what do you think? Am I much better?" asked Wira while holding Ajeng's hand. "I am lucky to have such a great woman like Ajeng, not only beautiful but also smart and loved by the people. And most importantly, faithful."

Not wanting the chat to heat up prematurely, Ajeng immediately ordered the waitress to serve the main menu complete with the sequence and layout as Ajeng explained to them earlier.

“Wah! Whatisthis? Why does it look like a banquet in the country palace?” puji Bu Susilo.

“Mama this is nothing, make a shame aja.” Grouser Monica.

“Loh, really... You have never been invited to the palace. If you ever eat there would know that dishes like this are only in there.”

Ajeng chuckled, “Bu Governor is too much. I only prepared from the materials that were there because it happened to be a sudden event. Moreover, there was nothing special about the palace banquet. Children in school must also know and be taught by their teachers.”

“There really isn't? What is so special about food like this that it is not taught in schools?” jau Ajeng who actually just knew that life in the palace of the country turned out to be as closed as it was from the community.

“Bu Wali, even though we have reformed, but still can not arbitrarily interfere in the affairs of the palace. The protection of the president's private life and that of his family remains tight. How could a school dare teach such a thing to its students?” added Mr. Governor.

“That's yeah? I don't think there's anything good to hide. Wouldn't it be better if we as a society knew our leaders better?” joking again.

Mr. Susilo began to taste the roasted chicken taliwang in front of him. “Crue. It should be like that, but who would dare to go against the rules just for the sake of satisfying a handful of citizens?”

“Please sample!” wira said please.

“Heemmmm, chicken grilled delicious.” Praise Mr. Susilo again.

“That's Mr. Gik the cook, the senior cook in this house. He is native to Lombok, so very familiar with this one recipe. If Mr. Governor likes, he can invite him specifically for masakin.” Obviously Ajeng at length while glancing at the Wira who moved the chicken from the front of Monica and replaced it with meat in front of Ajeng.

And that just makes Wira, Miss Susilo and Mr. Susilo wide-eyed. Because they as officials usually always put themselves forward and almost never mention the little people behind them in the talks.

“You guys must have felt weird because we were discussing people who shouldn't show up in talks like this. But I don't think that's entirely true. Although their role is not always in front, they have a very important contribution and should be appreciated. This house is beautifully arranged and neat by Abdi and Bi Sumi. And I personally feel very happy and thank them.” Imbuh Ajeng is sincere and confident.

Mr. Gik, Bi Sumi and Abdi who had secretly heard their talk from inside jumped up in excitement. It was the first time their bosses were not shy about mentioning their names and roles to important guests. The three employees felt very happy and proud of their work thanks to Ajeng.

“So thanks to them you can make all this? It turns out that you are the same Monic, nothing but relying on the servants at home. The difference is, he can do it because our family is forgiven and you because you happen to be married impromptu with Wira.”

“Sorry, Mom. Shouldn't you be talking rudely like that to my wife?” reprimand the Hero who can no longer remain silent. “Do you think it is easy to think about and prepare all this in such a short time alone?”

“Mas Ajeng grasps the hand of the hero to prevent him from speaking more. It is not pleasant for Ajeng to attack people whose speech alone shows that his class is far below him. So Ajeng deliberately let him win and was satisfied this time.

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