Arrived - Arrived Matchmade

Like last night

After all the work he did was done, Adam immediately tidied up some files that he had to hand over to the boss tomorrow. The man immediately stood up and hooked the bag to his shoulder and approached the friend who was still sitting at his desk.

"Let's go home." Take Adam and pat Andi on the shoulder.

Andi nodded. "Yes for a second, I turn off the computer first." Andi answered and got up from his seat and put the chair to the table.

The two of them stepped out after bidding farewell to the fellow who just happened to still be in the room. They also headed to the motorcycle parking lot.

"And I go first, go get Mila." Said Andi who was sitting on his motorbike.

Adam nodded. "Yes, you go first. I'd like to stop by the stall, too." Adam wearing a helmet.

Andi's motor has left the parking lot. Adam also drove his vehicle to the stall that he had visited this afternoon to buy his beloved wife soto. After his order was finished Adam immediately paid, he bought two servings of soto. Do not forget to also stop by the roadside to buy some fresh fruits.

Thirty minutes drive Adam was home. The motor he put in the garage. With a small run Adam entered through the connecting door did not forget to also say hello.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Adam Say.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." Answer Mother.

Adam approached the mother who happened to fold the clothes in the middle room and put the item he bought earlier on the table and leaned her back on the sofa.

"You bought what that kid in the white crackle was?" Ask Mom pointing with her chin.

"Soto Lamongan Bu, this afternoon Zahira wanted to eat this." Answer Adam.

Mother nodded in understanding. "You just take it to the kitchen and then you pour it into the bowl. Right now your wife's not home she's out." Said Mother.

"Where to go?" Ask Adam who is standing.

"To the store, just for a second." Answer Mother. He already understands with this handsome son if he has come home from work and does not meet the wife at home then will ask questions continue.

"Oh.." Nod Adam.

Adam stepped into the kitchen to pour soto into a bowl and then he put it on the table not to forget he also covered it with a serving hood. Adam went into the room to clean himself up.

Zahira had not been back for a long time. He bought the same sugar as ground coffee. Seeing that there were some fresh fruits on the middle room table Zahira immediately approached and sat down next to the unfinished Mother folding clothes.

"Who bought these fruits?" Ask Zahira.

"Your husband bought it." Answer Mom briefly.

"Mas Adam's home, ma'am?" Zahira asked back.

Mother nodded. "Yes, your husband is home. Now in the room maybe another shower." Answer Mother.

Zahira got up from her seat to approach her husband in the room.

"Oh yes son, your husband also bought you soto Lamongan. If you're hungry, you just eat still anget." Said Mother.

Zahira stopped and looked at Mom. "For what did Adam buy soto everything?" Zahira muttered in wonder.

"Lho, why even? He said you wanted to eat that one afternoon." Sahut.

"But I'm not interested in soto anymore, ma'am." Zahira answered lightly and then walked to the kitchen putting the same sugar coffee into the closet.

Mother's shaking head. "It's in vain my handsome son bought soto but not eaten either." Mum muttered while chuckling.

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Zahira went into her room and saw her husband wearing a t-shirt. Adam who heard the door open turned his head and saw his wife. The man approached Zahira with a smile.

"So Mas already bought you soto, later eaten ya." Adam said, holding Zahira's hand to the dresser.

Adam took a comb and gave it to Zahira so that his wife would comb her hair.

"Ngapain Mas bothered to buy. I don't want to eat Soto." Zahira answered while putting down the comb.

Adam knitted his two eyebrows. "Didn't you really want to eat that soto this afternoon?" Ask Adam.

"It was noon, it's not anymore." Answer Zahira.

Adam took his breath. "Yes, then let's eat my own soto." Adam said in a cold voice.

"Mas, tomorrow I'm going to Mom's. Can be." Zahira Pinta.

Zahira smiled and hugged Adam's burly body. "Surely Mother same Mr. seneng benget. They'll have grandchildren again." Zahira.

"Yes." Yeah." Adam kissed Zahira's head.

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Adam and Dad haven't come home from the mosque. Now in the house there is only Mom and Zahira. Zahira was busy peeling the citrus fruits and apples that Adam bought earlier.

"Mom, don't you want fruit?" Zahira.

The mother who was watching the soap opera turned her head.

"You baby." I answered and chose to eat apples.

"Why hasn't Adam come home yet, Mom?" Zahira asked to look at the clock that was already at half-eight more.

"Maybe there's a weekly Tausyiah in the mosque, it's Tuesday night." Answer Mother.

"Older brother's coming home." Complain Zahira.

"Not so dear, just an hour doang tausyiahnya." Sahut Mother who understands if pregnant mother inborn want to be close to the husband.

An hour later, Adam and Dad were home.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Adam and Dad said at the same time.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." Answer Mother.

"Where's Zahira Ma?" Ask Adam.

"Your wife in the room, she was complaining because you didn't come home." Answer Mother.

Adam immediately went to his room and Zahira again slid in bed while playing a game on Adam's phone.

"Have you drunk your pregnant mother's milk?" Ask Adam while removing the buttons on his coco shirt.

"Yet, please make it." Pinta Zahira while showing her cute face.

Adam shook his head and changed his shirt and shorts.

"Tonight drink strawberry flavor huh." Adam said before he stepped out.

"Yes, it's up to you." Replied Zahira whose eyes were so focused on the game.

Four minutes later Adam was back with a glass of strawberry-flavored milk.

"Drink Honey." Say it while offering to Zahira.

Zahira immediately took a sip until there was nothing left and placed it on the table.

"Where's my phone?" Zahira asked Adam to return her phone which was confiscated yesterday by her husband.

"There's, uh, in the dresser drawer." Adam pointed with his chin.

"Huh.know that, I took it from morning." Grousers Zahira.

"Now we sleep yes, pregnant women can't stay up much." Adam's Tymbal.

"Where's that?" Zahira searched for the existence of the two bolsters.

"Why are you looking for everything?" Ask Adam who was lying on the bed and knitted his eyebrows together.

"As our sleep limiter Mas. like last night." Answer Zahira.

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