Bismillah Love

first cooking

This afternoon after getting news from the mother if Syafeera returned home Qianita and Joseph immediately headed to the mother's house. Arriving at the mother's house and after greeting Qianita directly to the kitchen to help the mother, while Joseph on the front porch chatted with father.

"Where is Bun..??"

"still in the room.."

"fear she's still sleeping Bun.." Qianita has helped mother, because the sister must be tired added Syafeera fasted.

Soon Syafeera's room door opened and Syafeera's eyes were fixed on the figure of the woman whose stomach was already distended.

"Steak..." Panggi her while running, arriving in front of Qianita, Syafeera wanted to hug,.His arms have been stretched to take a swing to hug, but not dare

"why...?? not so bad for nich??"

"fear the baby's grandpa later.." haven't had time to finish his words already cut by Qianita.

"Yee. kunanaon.." (Yee.. no papa .).

Hearing the words of her brother Syafeera immediately hugged Qianita, Sanga's embrace tightly even though she had to be blocked by Qianita's stomach

" sabaraha moon tea...??" while taking off his embrace (how many months has it been...??"

"6 months... "

"hi... dedek....why else inside??" ask her on Qianita's stomach while stroking the distended stomach is "healthy ya deck. later if born beautiful and rich pinter aunty ya.." tamba his while chuckling.

"Yee..like her mama Donk..."

"he looks like mama dek, but ask Aunty yes..."

"later in question, it's your neighbor's child or your child." Mother said.

hahaha.the three women laughed.

"what the hell is it??" ask the father who just came in with Joseph

"secret woman.." syafeera who spoke.

"that's it." said the father while embracing his little daughter.

"intermittent break open, sit down yuk.." said Mother.

They also sit at the dining table, there are various menus open, and do not miss dates as the opening menu, the sound of serinai asked when breaking had arrived also rang, and did not miss dates as an opening menu, they read the prayer of breaking with Joseph as a guide, eating a menu of iftar to taste, because the prayers of magrib must be immediately fulfilled.

After praying magrib congregated at home, they just started eating a menu of cooking that mother cooked, finished eating a chat for a while, they then headed to the mosque, performing prayers of isya and tarawih in the mosque. many neighbors greeted Syafeera's return

"wih Syafeera back and forth more glowing yes"

"the more white she's over the counter..."

"many of his handsome guys aren't Sya in me??" whispered one of his friends.

The bias of the mother-and-mom if not the kepo is lacking that, but not Syafeera if confusing it all, all are answered as where there is.

After the tarawih prayer they took the time to talk together, and Syafeera already did not bother with the intimacy of her brother and Joseph.. He managed to move on a hundred percent.

"great wah Donk pursue cumlaude." praise Yusuf.

"In Shayah Allah.hopefully achieve.... oh yes still work..??"

"mas Yusuf really wants to resign, but for now as yet"

"oh yeah I see a lot of his changes yes, more calm"

"It's usually sich kayaknya.." replied Syafeera.

"the mother agrees said Yusuf, the mother's child is much more mature now." praise the mother while embracing Syafeera's shoulder.

Chat for the sake of their chat through, drowsiness has also come, back to their respective rooms to rest their bodies is his choice.

Exactly at three o'clock Syafeera woke up, it had become a habit for her, headed for the kitchen and it turns out that in the kitchen there is already a mother.

"do you wake up...??"

"it's usual Bun.. here Sya help" Mommy can only smile at the change of the princess,.really, they're giving Syafeera confidence is not in vain.

"Bun.maafin Yes yes." said when cutting onions.

"during this time I never helped my mother, which always made my mother angry." said his sad while turning her eyes to the mother

"hey..kok mother's son mellow gini.." while pinching little chin Syafeera "happy mother saw Sya Sekaran"

"thank you for all that you do, Mother struggle right, Sya can not change as you and father want, but Sya will try to improve all her"

"belan-belan darling.bunda is proud of Sya, yuk in further cooking, can be late later we" They also pass on his sahur cooking, making tea and also coffee and milk for Qianita, she said, because Qianita also fasted.

After all, they built another one, Syafeera's first sahur where she was directly involved in the kitchen.

"Well, this is Saa's sauteed kale that cook loh" said the mother while spooning sauteed kale to the father's plate

"seriously...?? well dad will eat his sahur a lot of it, in Masakin same girl father" praise father

"sorry yes well if not as good as your mother's cooking"

"take.. must be delicious.." Dad also scooped the first spoon So did the other "hmm.enak..."

"dad is badgering..."

"it's really good sya.." praised Qianita.

"Alhamdulillah if at like.."

"it's ready to be this wife well." said Yusuf.

"hahaha.later if you have graduated" replied father.

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This morning Qianita and Yusuf had to come back soon, because Joseph had to go to work as well as Qianita.

Days in Pekanbaru not Syafeera in vain right, one of his visits to the house Fitri take off longing

"Lost is the same with me." said Fitri.

"soon misses..."

"why...??"

"Something says miss is hard, so I don't want to, just kangen.hahaha"

"hahaha.sama aja Sya..buka fast here yes"

"can't be Fit, I want to help you make the Fasting opening..."

"iii..ayo is.."

"you go to the house, we open together at the house"

"i've always been here..."

"so, I promised you I'd cook together"

"i'll tell you if I can"

"let's say, the same mother's father must be cool"

"ok.. later permission is the same mom"

"hasiiiap...ku wait, bring the other friends can also"

"get ready, I'll tell you another dech"

Satisfied with releasing kangen with his best friend, Syafeera went home, tracing the streets of Pekanbaru with his favorite Motorcycle, not much has changed, still as it used to be, pekanbaru city is not as jammed as the city of jogjakarta or the city of Jakarta, but if it is hours of work or ngabuburit do not ask, on certain streets there will be traffic jams. things that usually happen in the city.

his smile engraved "really is still the same as it used to be.." muran Syafeera looked around.

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