Akad Undereviled

Akad Undereviled
Chapter.9 Jengkol



"How are you, ready?" ask Jimmy.


"Udah, sister, stay in a suit" replied a MUA.


Arsya stood up, assisted by MUA he wore a navy suit and then followed his manager.


"Remember, Shay, don't get me wrong. Could be ruined later on this show."


"No need to teach me!" arsya Sentak. The man walked firmly to meet the group of journalists who had been waiting for information from him.


Accompanied by his manager, Arsya held a press conference to give a statement on the case. In front of all the media present, Arsya said that what he did to Alisha who is now his wife was an error and Arsya admitted it. That is why he took responsibility for what he did.


The press conference was very short, because Arsya did not open the space for questions and answers between himself and the reporters. He just gave a statement. After being escorted by security officers he left the event without pembris questions that many thrown from the news seekers.


Arsya went straight to an office of jeans products where she became an exclusive brand ambassador. He tried to explain and try to gain confidence about the employment contract that was suddenly decided unilaterally by the company that owned the brand.


On the other hand, at Surya Bagaspati's house, Alisha was talking to her mother-in-law. Apparently, Sarah—sang mother-in-law—not a woman like the one in Alisha's shadow before. A proud and fierce socialite woman.


Sarah is very friendly with Alisha. As of today, he shows photos of Arsya as a child and tells the story of his son's past.


"From the first Arsya was a stubborn child, if he wanted one thing he would try any way to get what he wanted" said Sarah given the nature of his son.


"But, even so Arsya is a child who cares deeply about her family. Behind his arrogant and angry attitude, Arsya always tried to protect his mother and also his sister." Sarah's eyes look teary when telling stories.


"Sister?"


"Yes, Arsya has a little sister. You must not know."


Alisha shakes honestly.


"His name, Naima, he's not here."


"Then where is he?" alisha asked a little doubt.


"He's in London."


Alisha was a little surprised. Arsyanendara Bagaspati was never told in the news if he had a younger brother. In fact, it is always mentioned that Arsya is the only son of Surya Bagaspati.


Seeing Sarah suddenly glazed over, Alisha wondered. "Ma, I'm sorry if any of Alisha's words are wrong."


Sarah rubbed her eyes so no tears could come out. "Ah .. no, it's not your fault. I'm always sentimental when I remember Naima. I miss him so much."


"Why isn't there a picture of Naima here?" Alisha pointed at the photo album she was holding.


"Nothing, not a single photo of Naima in this house. We just keep Naima and her memories in our hearts."


Bizarrely.


Not wanting to see her mother-in-law's grief continue, Alisha immediately closed the photo album on her lap. She distracts Sarah by asking, "What do you like cooking?"


I don't know why Alisha's question immediately made Sarah smile. "You want to cook for Mama?"


Alisha hesitated but she nodded as well. "I'm not good at cooking, but if you want, I'll learn."


"I like spicy food, but here I rarely eat it because Arsya and also the Papa don't like spicy."


"What do you like best?"


"Balado jengkol," Sarah replied with a laugh.


"really?" Alisha went agape to hear what her mother-in-law liked.


"Why, is something wrong?"


"No .. no, I don't think rich people will eat jengkol. Well, you know, don't you, how does it smell?"


"How about you, do you like it?"


"Yes, Alisha likes it. Really like. Budhe and Pakdhe Imran liked the jengkol menu so at our house very often we cooked jengkol. Not only processed balado but sometimes in stew, sometimes also cooked rendang, or opor. Anyway as long as it's jengkol we really like." The excited face of Alisha.


Sarah was so serious about listening. "Well, you sure enjoyed it a lot. If you can't eat the menu even though you want, because papa and Arsya really hate the smell of jengkol."


"Do you want to eat jengkol now?"


Sarah shook. "No, Mama doesn't want to get angry with Arsya."


"We cook a little, then we eat ourselves. Later when papa and Mas Arsya come home no one will know if we have eaten jengkol. How's it?"


Randomly without prior plans Alisha immediately asked the housekeeper there to buy him a jengkol. After that, he mix spices and cook the jengkol with a recipe ala Budhe Laras.


It was quite time consuming, but Alisha managed to finish her cooking. Once ready, he called his mother-in-law and invited her to eat together. Sarah loves Alisha's cooking. Even the classy woman to add rice so happy.


"Taste you good, honey."


Alisha blushed to be praised by her mother-in-law. "Thank you, Ma."


They continued eating until Sarah felt full. The Jengkol that Alisha cooked was not exhausted if it was just the two of them, so Alisha gave it to the housekeeper there.


After eating jengkol Alisha advised her mother to immediately brush her teeth and gargle with a dessert solution. So that when his father-in-law came home, his mother was not found out if he had eaten jengkol.


Surya's erratic work schedule made his father-in-law come home late. He said there was a visit to a remote area that was affected by the flood.


While Arsya, the man also came home late, but Alisha had no idea what the man was doing out there. When she came home, Alisha had even laid herself on the bed. Still the same as the night before, Alisha slept using an instant hijab.


Alisha jumped in shock when she heard the screams from the bathroom. He ran to see what happened. Arsya is vomiting in the sink.


"W-what happened?" alisha asked who went straight in because the door wasn't locked.


Alisha saw Arsya's tired face from vomiting. The man rubbed his lips with a small towel.


"Lo is so dirty. You use the toilet and don't you flush?"


"What?" Alisha confused. I always clean the toilet after using it. "I-I cleaned it up. I even brushed it off."


"Then why is there such a stench here!"


Alisha confused. What smell, according to his kiss the bathroom already fragrant. Even the usual smell of jengkol left after going to the bathroom was not smelled. Then why Arsya is angry.


"There's a smell, what?"


"Nose of dead-end, yes, this is that stinky to know!"


"Sorry, what's the smell of jengkol?" ask Alisah fearfully.


"Jengkol? You eat jengkol?"


Alisha nodded.


Arsya faces wrathful sectika. His hands clenched as if holding back anger. Want it he screamed at the person who ate jengkol then used his bathroom.


"Gue doesn't want to know, you clean this bathroom again until it's clean. Until there's no smell anymore. If you need to wash this bathroom with perfume!" Arsya came out of the bathroom in anger. He even threw a small towel in his hand at Alisha's face.


The woman could only stare at Arsya who looked strange. Just because the bathroom stinks jengkol only angry already like a bomb eruption in Hiroshima.


"The bathroom is clean" reported Alisha finished cleaning the bathroom but was not responded by Arsya who was sleeping on the sofa.


Seeing her husband who had fallen asleep, Alisha chose to sleep too. But before that, he took a blanket to cover Arsya's body.