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Falling in love with his cooking

Likewise with Adam after bathing and performing Maghrib prayers, he immediately gathered with his parents for dinner. This time the food they ate was sent by Zahira's mother. Their candidate was very attentive to Adam's family. But stick with healthy food portions without any fat content.

"Eat a lot of kiddo, this cuisine from your future mother-in-law you know." Say Mother.

"Pantes Ma'am, this food is very similar to Zahira's cuisine." Adam answered in between his meals.

Mom smiled funny. "Oh.. So you can taste Zahira's cooking, son?" Mother's Temptation on the son.

"Our son has fallen in love with Zahira's cooking, huh Ma'am?" Dad chuckles a little.

"Because the cooking is good Well, Mom." Adam replied as if to continue his feed.

"Because what cuisine because of the people?" Tempting Father again. Mom just laughed a little while Adam did not respond. Quite silent listening.

After finishing dinner, Adam was in charge of washing the dishes of their former meal. Dad led Mom to sit in the living room while enjoying the TV broadcast they were watching. Adam also joined his parents after finishing washing dishes.

Adam sewn on the legs of the mother who had been stretched on the sofa. So soft a massage that Adam gave to his mother. Adam was happy to see the mother who had recovered slowly.

"So why did you come home so late, son?" Ask Dad.

"Adam has to finish Adam's job first Well, let's not stack the files tomorrow." Answer Adam.

"Don't over-forser the job, you can share it with Andi and the others." Father reminded.

"Yes Well." Adam answered briefly.

"It's time to stop scolding Mom. I know you're tired of just getting home from work. You need to rest." I stopped Adam's hand.

"Adam is not tired Mom, I just enjoy this Adam massage." Adam continued his massage.

"Yes, but not for long. Let your hands not be sore." Say Mother.

Adam nodded, having finished massaging the mother's feet. He excused to his room to perform Isya's prayers as well to break down his tired body.

Next morning.

Zahira was drying her newly washed clothes on the right side of her house. The washing routine has changed after cooking.

"Mother I'm leaving, huh?" Shouted Akmal, saying goodbye to Zahira by launching his mountain bike.

"Basic, say hello to cake first." Zahira. Her sister likes it.

"Hallo onty Hila.. Am I handsome?" The loud voice of Sister Susi came to Zahira by waving the tiny hands of the Bagas baby she was carrying.

Zahira looked and smiled. "Uhh.gemesnya onty.had already perfumed. Let's sit on the porch, onty's done with the sun." Zahira kissed the baby's cheeks.

"Ra, have you heard yet that Haikal and his family are coming back?" Susi asked after sitting herself in the chair.

"No, Susi knows where? When do they come?" Zahira asked back while taking over baby Bagas.

"I know from my husband, Zira's father heard from Mr. RT directly. They said they'd come here but they'd be here soon." Answer Susi.

"Why? I guess they came back to settle here again." Zahira said in wonder.

"No, they just miss their hometown, he said." Definitely Susi. Zahira only heard it.

"You were so close to Haikal?"

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