Almeera's Persistence
Like a Reliable Chef
All the way home Almeera was still quiet.
She was just an ordinary woman who could also be disappointed, even angry, but she was aware anger would only harm her.
Staring at the street decorated with street lights, before long Almeera closed her eyes, the shadow of the afternoon was still clear in her eyes.
Gibran was confused as to what to say, but he was quite worried about the wife's attitude.
the distance of Aki's house was quite far, and it made Almeera fall asleep on the way, when she arrived at Gibran's house did not wake her, Gibran immediately carried Almeera to the room.
His body was shed slowly Almeera, not want if until the wife woke up.
But it doesn't seem to work, Almeera wakes up.
"i'm in my room, I didn't wake up Meera...??" rubbing your eyes and taking a sitting position on the edge of the bed
"don't want to disturb the wife's deep sleep" Gibran replied as he sat under the bed, right in front of Almeera, holding Almeera's hand
"is it under...??" almeera asked but not the answer Almeera got.
Gibran instead hugged Almeera's waist, resting his head on his wife's thigh.
"mas...??" call Almeera
"mas won't stand until he can apologize from his wife." Gibran said regretfully.
"Meera also has a sense of disappointment, anger mas, but however Meera can not be dissolved in those emotions, Meera learned to fade it" Almeera replied
"accept, even ready to accept your anger baby, as long as you do not just shut up..."
"Verily most of the sins of the son of Adam are on his tongue.” (CHR. Ath Thabani, Ibn Abi Dunya and Al Baihaqi)
"Meera doesn't want Meera's tongue to bring on her later misery"
As the Prophet's Word
”Silence it is a jewelry for pious and a blanket for fools.” (CHR. Abu Shaykh, from Muharriz)
"So much meaning from silence, silence can move us away from the fires of hell and bring us closer to heaven.."
”Who warrants to me (to keep) what is between his two beards (tongues) and between his two legs (********), then I guarantee him heaven ” (HR. Bukhari)
"Meera just needs time.mas no need to worry." said Almeera gently while stroking Gibran's hair.
"sorry, once again sorry" Gibran said as he turned his head to look at Almeera and in his kisses Almeera's hands with affection
"mas mau di bawah aja, gak mau nemenin Meera tidur di atas...??" tanya Almeera
Gibran stood up and pulled Almeera's body into the bathroom to clean up, and they rushed to rest.
....
It seems like last night was not just a break they did, but also a worship that was able to make love stronger.
Almeera had come out with her hair rolled with a towel, Gibran also looked fresh while wiping her wet hair with a small towel.
They also perform morning prayers.
Finished with the dawn routine, Almeera headed for the kitchen accompanied by Gibran.
"mas why come down." asked Almeera.
"can't you eat fried rice with Krispy squid today..??" ask Gibran
"it takes Karbo high nich the story..??" ask Almeera
"can't you...??" ask Gibran again
"prepare husband. fried rice with Krispy Squid so the breakfast menu this morning.." reply Almeera in the interspersed with a small laugh.
"want Meera to make milk first...??" ask Almeera
"that's a real hunger drug." replied Gibran as he sat in the dining room.
Almeera also brewed a cup of powdered goat milk with hot water, Gandung's bread became a friend of this morning meal.
"it's a aunt, I don't know." Gibran replied and it made him get a pinch on his shoulder.
"pity hurts.." whined Gibran spoiled and it made Atun's bik chuckle.
"understand me.." said Bik Atun and it made Almeera's cheeks flushed.
"tuh will be in the ledekin bik Atun..masak itself just fried rice.." upset Almeera.
"wow, Gibran's bik was told to cook, not knowing Gibran's wife how Gibran cooked.." Gibran replied.
"cats can cook...??" asked Almeera astonished plus hesitated
Gibran stood up, grabbed Almeera's shoulders and sat on the chair.
"sit here, this morning mas mas mas.." said Gibran.
"mas seriously...??? not the laper anymore, right?? trus sure can cook...??"
"one glass of milk and wheat bread, Thank God the hunger is reduced. about cooking later you just enjoy it" replied Gibran as he passed to the kitchen and put up the Apron.
Almeera gave the code to Bik Atun.
It made Almeera more hesitant.
Gibran began with his attractions, not magic attractions or breaking bricks.
but starting from the attraction of breaking eggs into a bowl.
Prepare the seasoning, then grind it with a seasoning grinding machine.
heat the oil, then after the heat of the seasoning was in the cladding.
Already like a reliable chef, but not as reliable as the famous chef Jun Jun in one of the famous chef events.
"honey how to cook Krispy squid??" gibran asked while stirring the rice he had put into the pan.
Almeera went up, preparing flour, eggs and also squid that she had washed, cut her to the size of a thumb hand, dip into eggs, then poured into flour.
And it was done over and over again.
"want Meera help her fry..??" ask Almeera
"enough. honey please sit back, let the fried mas.." reply Gibran while pouring a little soy sauce to his fried rice.
"sure....??" ask Almeera convincingly
"sure dear." and Almeera sat back down, her smile etched beautifully, the husband this morning looked so enchanting.
Bik atun who just came down from the top while carrying a basket of dirty clothes also smiled to see his young master
the fried rice was cooked, and it was put into a bowl.
Now Gibran took another frying pan, pouring oil to fry squid that has been dressed, aka already wrapped by flour.
After a few minutes everything was ripe and already in plating.
Gibran also brought the breakfast menu that he had requested himself, but today he himself cooked all of it.
about the taste. has not been in cicipin, but it looks so tempting, plus the stomach is already rumbling.
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