
"Mama adek lapal.want maem." Little Micah looked at his mother with his cute face.
Their conversation had to stop.
"Do you want rice?" Ask Risma.
Micah nodded quickly. Zahira felt sorry for her best friend's son, for ignoring Micah's existence.
"But baby, onty get Micah maem first." Zahira said then stepped into the kitchen to pick up the rice and fried chicken.
"This is the rice and chicken, spent dear..." Zahira gave it to Micah. Micah's eyes sparkled at the fried chicken.
"Ashiikk..." Micah's cheer is happy.
"Oh Ra, so it doesn't feel good to me. Micah had breakfast, but he was hungry again." Risma is not good.
"Well, you're like someone else Ris, wear everything." Kekeh Zahira's.
Risma also fed her son. So greedy was Micah to eat that there was nothing left. Fried chicken is her favorite food.
"Say what's dear to onty Hira." Risma said after she finished feeding her children and then put the dishes on the table.
"Five tacih onty..." Micah said showing his row of white teeth. "Everything dear." Zahira answered with a smile.
"You're old, Ra, go buy it." Said Risma looking at the clock on the wall.
It's been over an hour Risma's been at Zahira's house. But Zahira's mother hasn't come home from the market yet.
"Yes, Mother today has started buying ingredients for cooking events later. Little by little, let's not riweh fit in his H day." Zahira.
Zahira's mother started shopping from now on. There were so many ingredients to make the food that he had to buy. So that later there will be no forgetfulness. Given a lot of food what he had to make, because later it will be distributed to the neighbors, also to be brought to the house of his prospective iron.
"Not less than two weeks is your marriage contract?" Ask Risma to make sure.
Zahira nodded. "Yes. Don't forget to be there on time to be with me." Zahira Pinta.
"Haha, of course, don't worry. I'll come early to accompany you. Let's not be groggy." Risma smiled funny.
Risma was also once in the position of Zahira, how does the feeling of stubbornness herself fittingly will hear Ijab kabul spoken by her husband in the past.
"Sorry Ra. I can't stay here long. My husband will be angry again because you don't know the time." Risma had to retreat, then stand hugging her best friend while kissing her right cheek and left cheek.
"Yes, play here again sometime." Zahira.
Risma nodded. "Therefore, let's love we go home, salim used to be the same onty Hira." Pinta Risma to her daughter.
Micah kissed Zahira's hand.
"Wa'alaikumsalam." Zahira waved to Risma and her daughter who had already left her home.
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At Adam's house again the arrival of a guest, a handsome young man. Who else if not Andi, Adam's close friend from Kindergarten to date. Andi came to Adam's house asking for an explanation about the marriage of the friend who will be direct in two weeks.
"Assalamu'alaikum." Andi.
"Wa'alaikumsalam." Adam answered in the living room while tidying up the papers he had typed earlier.
"Well, get married but don't say anything." Cerocos Andi unceremoniously sat in front of Adam.
Adam raised his eyebrows. "Know where you are?" Ask Adam.
"From my mother, my mother heard that you wanted to marry Zahira." Andi was very upset.
"Sorry, I haven't told you yet." Adam replied casually as if innocent at all.
Andi bobbing head. "No matter what, we meet every day. You can say you don't have time." Keto.
Adam smiled faintly. "Yes, I was on purpose, let you know it's H day." Adam said relax.
"Truly bad loe. Unfortunately Zahira's fate has a future husband but his indifference is asking for forgiveness." Andi Cibir.
"Damn you." Adam throws Andi with a blank piece of paper.
"Haha..but how can you get Zahira married?" Wonder Andi.
"We're set up." Adam answered briefly.
"You must agree immediately! I've guessed that you've always felt the same way Zahira." Imbuh Andi smiled triumphantly.
"Who said?" Adam dodged.
"Your eyes can't bo'ong? Secretly you always look at Zahira right, when Zahira is not aware of it. Also your excessive coldness that you showed her."
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