Aged With You

Episode 33

Ahmad finally drove his car to a large supermarket near the office complex. Rather than having to see the pujaan heart sulk.

Fitri is still in the snack mode when the car has entered the supermarket parking area.

"already there, you don't want to go down ??

Fitri was just silent without answering Ahmad's question.he wanted to open the seat belt but hard-earned could not be opened.

"here, can you?? let me help you." Ahmad

"no, I can do it myself" said Fitri

because it has passed five minutes Fitri still can not open the seatbelt.

"surely??? I'll see you when, here I don't papa open."

"you deliberately, made it difficult is not it so you can steal the opportunity of the same deket me."

"eh good you say, yes already not so bantuin. who want to be helped like negative thinking continues the same people. justin aja want to sampe when can open it yourself."

" yes .cepet the book."

"yes do not be angry dong. later if still angry I do not open."

"iya deh sorry, Ahmad Nur Hakim plisss may ask for help bukain seat belt?? " said Fitri with a sweet voice

"well, if I'm rich, I want to open it." Ahmad smiled

For some reason when he saw Ahmad's smile there was another turmoil in his heart..

"duh his handsome." Inner Fitri

a moment later Ahmad helped open the seatbelt and their eyes clashed. The distance between the two was no more than 5 cm. the roar of breath both of them were heard clearly, too, even their heartbeats sounded so loud that both of them were struck with nervousness.

If Fitri had been his wife, surely he would not hesitate to kiss the lips ranum. lips that always show his sweet smile. became opium to Ahmad.

"duh, consciously woy. not yet halal." inner Ahmad

ceklek...

a split second finally they realized when the seatbelt could already be opened."

hastily Fitri threw a glance in the other direction.he was nervous to look at Ahmad with such a close distance.

Ahmad then cleared his throat to eliminate the nervousness that hit his heart.

"ehem..it can be opened yet. yuk out."

Fitri got out of the car with red cheeks blushing in shame.he walked quickly without caring about Ahmad who called him.

"woy, wait for the spit is very road" said Ahmad while half-running after Fitri.

Fitri who was called was indifferent, as if he did not hear Ahmad's cry. Fitri immediately took the trolley and brought it into the supermarket.

suddenly Fitri was startled by Ahmad's soft voice beside him.

"the way is really the way of a very pinched Fit, richly pursued by ghosts."

"what a hell, afraid of the vegetables running out."

"yeah yuk, which way.where are the vegetables next??"

"pointing to the front."

they go hand in hand like a husband and wife making others envious when they see one handsome one beautiful and sweet.

After arriving at the vegetable booth, Fitri chose a variety of vegetables to stock for the next week.

"you used to shop here??" ask Ahmad

"no, it's rare."

"where do you usually shop??"

"usually in the morning market near the rented house."

"kok now shop here??"

"yes you know for yourself, some days I cook a lot for the same breakfast you also do. so my vegetable supply runs out. if you wait to the morning market must be Sunday. long."

"eh yes also yes, sorry so ngerepotin you, but I did not ask in masakin kok. let alone bring provisions to the office."

"no papa, just a sign of gratitude because you were waiting for me yesterday in the hospital."

"okay deh. I even have to say thank you to you."

"make what??"

"make the food you cook and make our closeness all this time."

Fitri only retorted because honestly, he was very nervous for the umpteenth time when discussing their closeness.

Fitri also directly put vegetables into his trolley.

Kale, spinach, carrots, broccoli, cauliflower, chickpeas, mustard, chilli, cucumber, tomatoes, long beans, peppers, and other kitchen spices.

after that he went to the booth of various freshwater fish and fresh sea fish.he bought squid, shrimp, crab, clams, cob, catfish, bawal, gurame. he also bought chicken and beef.

Ahmad was astonished by the amount of Fitri groceries in the trolley.

"is it full of trolleys, where are you going now??"

"go there, I'll buy some fruits."

"okay,"

Ahmad pushed the trolley and headed to the fruit booth.

Fitri choose a variety of fruits. after being satisfied around and in taste enough, Fitri then invite Ahmad to go to the cashier. because it does not feel the day has gone up in the afternoon.

"total is 400 thousand mbak."

"okay, wait a moment"

when all the groceries have entered the grocery bag and Fitri wants to pay, Ahmad immediately issued his atm card.

"already mbak, just use this." brandished the ATM card to the cashier

"good sir."

"eh, how come you pay anyway.it's my groceries."

"no papa, I'll eat too."

"yes, thank you, it's paid for."

"yes together. ya yuk go home to the afternoon. this is also 5 pm. later you do not cook."

The two of them left the supermarket to the car park area, put groceries in the trunk and then went straight to Fitri's residence.

" what are you buying seafood to cook??"

"yes make it in the dong cook"

"but how many."

"yes, later malem I want to make tomyam seafood."

"keep cooking yourself, do you???

"haha, don't dong. I masakin the Vina. later mallem after overtime he nginep at home. he request to be in masakin tomyam seafood."

"oh that. can you come eat malem ngga??"

"come on, may but invite your friends also one yes.fear of negative-minded people if there are male guests to my house mallem-malem . just alone again."

"okay be ready.I'll take Rio deh."

"okay, later at 7 pm yes come to my house. you want to request in masakin what??"

"don't be afraid you'll bother.anything you'll cook yourself no one helps."

"no papa, I'm a cheff pro" Fitri boasted

"yeah already, if you maksa. earlier as I recall you buy fish gurame right."

"heem,"

"bikin gurame sweet sour sauce, let's not complicated. can be"

"it could be dong. it's a little mah."

"okay,"

They talked until they did not feel it had arrived in front of the Contract. both went down and took the groceries into the house.

"yes, I've come home first, and I'll see you later, malem. bye"

"okay. bye"....

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