Almeera's Persistence

In the kitchen

Four days passed, Almeera was struck by Gibran's decision to stay at home, and it also had the support of the Abi.

Abi also gave input so that Almeera recruited several more designers to help Almeera work, Almeera could control the work in the boutique from home.

Even Gibran to buy tables and design tools that are maintained at home, so that Almeera there are activities.

Almeera was in the kitchen, not cooking the dinner menu, but pouring the cake dough into the baking pan.

Suddenly a pair of circular burly hands on the waist of Almeera ‘’ dear ...Again what sich..??” gibran said while sticking his chin on Almeera's right shoulder

‘’Mas..shame on Atun tuch.. Meera again made a banana sponge’’lirih Almeera while blushing shyly, and it made Gibran turn to Bik Atun who was smiling looking at his young employer.

‘’just relax, bik Atun most understand us, right bik..??" gibran

‘’Lagian if bik Atun want to be friendly stay call sir Yusep’’ added Gibran while chuckling

‘’iih aden yes,, it is not such a bibik time.’’ reply Bik Atun

‘’Wah bibik wrong bik, usually getting older it is more friendly, if sir Yusep not friendly, later let Gibran reprimand.’’ Gibran

‘’Maaass...’’ Tegur Almeera and bik atun just chuckle to hear and see them

‘’ya already dech, bibik to the gate first, followed the father,,’’ said Bik Atun while chuckling

‘’Ih, this mas, shy tau..’’ sewot Almeera

‘’be ashamed that if this one is single, rich Bimo, pity his single soul thrashing’’ reply Gibran did not want to be blamed and Almeera can only shake

‘’mas just returned home, shower gih..’’ Almeera said

‘’kangen.’’ spoiled Gibran

‘’mas iih, this is in the kitchen loh... later Meera sponge gosong loh..’’

‘’loh what is the relationship of his spoiled mas in the kitchen the same sponge gosong.???’’

‘’malu mas this in the kitchen, what says bik Atun and with mas here mas make Meera can not move, later how Meera mengeluarin his cake oven, can gosong later.’’

‘’ya we're in the room.’’ goda Gibran

‘’Maaas,,,’’ Almeera protested and it made Gibran kiss Almeera's right cheek briefly then run towards the room, Almeera could only shake

Less than 30 minutes, though,

Ting

The sound of the oven indicating the cake was ripe, Almeera opened the oven door with her hands that had been wearing anti-heat gloves

Cut his bolpis which Almeera had moved to the plate.

One cup of coffee and a few pieces of bolpis were already on the tray and Almeera was ready to take it to the room.

When entering the room, Gibran just finished wearing his clothes

‘’wich apa tuch..perfumed very..’' Gibran said while sniffing the fragrant aroma of bolpis kan coffee that makes worms d his stomach dance

‘’ada coffee and also bolpis , may you like.’’ reply Almeera, Gibran embrace Almeera and bring her towards the sofa.

Sitting on the sofa, the tray containing the bolpis and coffee Almeera was placed on the table, sitting with Gibran sitting cross-legged on the sofa, and, facing his beloved wife with his hands leaning against the wall of the sofa. Staring fixedly at Almeera

‘’why?? Something wrong with Meera's appearance.??’’ ask Almeera

‘’kok instead manyun.??’’

‘’Mas joking mute from earlier..’’

‘’kan is indeed, the wife of this mas is beautiful, and mas Happy because of this beauty certain people who see, and mas is in her.’’

‘’gombal..’’

‘’sayang..gombalin wife was worship loh... Rasulullah just exemplify her, kan mas also want to have a reward..’’ reply Gibran

‘’why..??’’ ask Gibran who saw Almeera was silent

‘’Gak why napa, a bit surprised by the change mas. 'alah ah, try deh in a tasting...’’ while feeding Bolpis into Gibran's mouth, not unhappy with the flirting of the husband, but, but Almeera was embarrassed.

Gibran also chewed bolpis made by his wife..

‘’Masyaallah... this is very tasty love dear, soft and not drag..’’ again compliment

‘’indeed yes said Azzam, you are good at the kitchen..’’ added Gibran take his coffee for him to drink.

‘’Alhamdulillah if mas like, it just happened to be a banana that has been cooked really. yes Meera made bolpis..’’

‘’oh yes, about recruit new employees for the design part is already suitable.???’’ ask Gibran while returning to feed the bolpis to his mouth, then to his beloved wife

‘’again waiting, plans to open also for children who want prakerin, yes want to share knowledge.The boutique is a business Umma from the first single period, Alhamdullilah also already have branches, it is a boutique, so we should be able to develop her..’’

‘’mas no problem, that's all, I want to love not too exposed, just control it..’’

‘’iya.. Meera manut her tree. but sometimes Meera also bosen loh mas..’’

‘’Once in a while you can also go to Boutique or to SKY, but for now at home only yes’’

Almeera replied with a nod, happy for sure, the husband is so looking after her, providing everything she needs, even tampa in requested.

Moment after moment they passed, even the worst moment at the beginning of the marriage they had passed, the moment of losing Umma, where Gibran never let go of his embrace to always be his back. Almeera's only hope is one, in the future if they go through another bad day, he hopes they can all pass, and happiness is the result of it all.

Gibran suddenly made Almeera's thigh a pillow, Almeera happily indulged Gibran in his way, albeit only in a simple way.

‘’Ahad tomorrow we exit yes, we rarely loh streets, enjoy the courtship time.’’ invite Gibran

‘’Malu mas.’’

‘’loh why??? We are husband and wife.’’

‘’toknya we take a walk, and soon Soraya also returned home vacation...’’ refused was free right?? and nodding his head was Almeera's reply

Gibran smiled with a nod to Almeera.

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