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Cilok a la Syafeera

As per the decree of her cold husband, Syafeera and Aydan came out of the house, running slowly through the streets of their housing complex.it appears that some other residents have also been on the move outside.

"eh mr. lecturer, jog ni" said one of the neighbors mothers, usually if you see the money Benin auto friendly.

"yes ma'am." replied with a thin smile.

"eh teteh Sya...tumben tea...??" sapa Baim is one of the gray white teenagers of this complex

"yok follow im.." take Syafeera.

For the complex around it already knows if Syafeera is the wife of Aydan, because the mother had introduced Syafeera when the mother invited Syafeera to accompany shopping for vegetables.

"continue tea.fear of being a mosquito ah.." baim's goda.

"Baim mah gitu Sya.. Likes ngelek..."

"no papa ma'am. So there is a frequency, do not come.." reply Syafeera then smother his own mouth.

"Yes ayok.." call Aydan who is more ahead of Syafeera's position.

"Mom Irma, Baim I continued ya..."

"mangga Sya.." (please say yes) replied Ms. Irma.

"be careful tea.if it falls Baim can notolongin.hehehe" and Baim got 2 thumbs up as his answer.

Syafeera ran after Aydan...

"huh.huh.." the sound of Syafeera's breath hunting for Aydan.

"iih pak Aydan mah play just stay.." his scolding with breath panting

"you're the one who talks, you're familiar...??"

they now run in tandem. "father who is too stiff, cook nyapa neighbors in cuekin"

Aydan did not answer, instead focused forward to continue his morning run.and now they were already at the gate of the complex.Syafeera suddenly pulled Aydan's hand.

"What...??" ask Aydan wonder

"that's.." point Syafeera towards the cilok seller.

Aydan squinted his eyes "pilok...??"

"he em...Bapak bring money, don't you?? I borrow it, later until Sya's house is changed. laper ni not breakfast..."

Aydan did not reply, instead pulling Syafeera's hand towards the cilok seller.

"the lick is yes." said Aydan to the seller cilok

"how much...??"

"want how much...??" asked Aydan to Syafeera and who turned out to be right in front of the cilok cart..

"mas...mas want not...??" a question with Mas's call that made Aydan's eyes round, how not, a few seconds ago he called Sir and now Mas???

There was no answer from Aydan, and Syafeera knew Aydan was shocked by his call, not Tampa's reason and it was actually also heavy for Syafeera to call her Mas, but somehow got a thought from where, she said, what are the people out there saying because he called the husband with the call sir, maybe for the closest people understand their situation, but not with outsiders right??

"Mang 2 servings yes, which is one extra pedes, later the usual sambal her calculated aja. hehehe.."

And sure enough, when Syafeera poured saos setra sambal which was enough to drain the contents of the bottle made the seller gawk and Syafeera just grinned the horse with the expression of the mamang sales cilok..

Syafeera searched for Aydan's whereabouts, but did not see. "yes because Sya called Mas trus did not say??" syafeera

"for a moment, who will pay to say." said Syafeera, and soon Aydan came while running small, while carrying a bottle of mineral water.

"how much mang..??" ask Aydan

"two portions of twenty thousand mas.."

"thirty thousand.." said Syafeera suddenly and Aydan frowned..."Sya use extra hot portions, right if not in More , can go bankrupt later mamangnya.." said Syafeera later.

Aydan shook his head, while receiving three pieces of ten thousand money,. Syafeera simply replied with a big smile, a smile Pep*sodent said in a TV commercial

Aydan drew Syafeera's hand, took her to the garden near the gate, took Syafeera to sit there.. Not a romantic word that Aydan uttered, all the more to the deed, one of them bought Syafeera mineral water, invite to sit together to enjoy the chickered that Syafeera ordered.

"drink first." said Aydan while giving mineral water that he had opened.

Syafeera was silent for a moment with Aydan's treatment, but a moment later received the mineral water Aydan gave her, then drank it.

"It's not wrong that saos, not that mules...??" ask Aydan while looking at the package of lilok which is more soas than the stuffing

"no. it's commonplace." she replied casually while enjoying her peek.

"do not eat too often, not good for the stomach"

"try the deck of cobain, delicious loh..."

Aydan shook his head. "tasty sir, that sensation can be.." forced Syafeera.

"so if you don't hear me wrong call me mas... why Now change again...??"

Syafeera put the lilok offered to Aydan but refused. "forced..."

"forced...??" while bringing his face closer towards Syafeera

"yes, it is not possible in front of others Sya call sir, what they say, her husband is called sir." replied Syafeera

"if so from now onwards Panggi I mas.." while turning his head in front of Syafeera.

"iih sir Aydan don't have to eat anymore.." Syafeera's nagging was a little nervous.

"call me first..."

"unusual, that sounds weird..."

"just call me mas. if you're not ready..."

"get ready what...??" ask Syafeera with her sewot

"get ready, please." reply Aydan while returning to his original position and enjoying the cilok that Syafeera ordered for him.

"let's see why sich...?? syafeera sewot

Aydan just lifted up to his two shoulders. as if he did not want any rejection from his naughty wife was. Focus on enjoying the peek that Syafeera messages, as if he did not want to be rejected, the dose of sausage and soy sauce and additional peanut seasoning that Syafeera gives is very fitting on his tongue.

They have reached home, and Aydan asks Syafeera to prepare to come with him, do not forget to also contact Hanum and order Aydan...

They were ready, even in the car.

"Where are we going, sir...??"

"changes call him Shah. or we don't go"

"later on mood ya.. hehehe"

huufts.... Aydan threw his breath..At approximately 20 minutes drive from home to where Aydan wants, why the place that Aydan wants?? because Syafeera did not know where she was going, and now the car is parked in front of a coffeshop.

- Green Coffe

A Coffeshop from the name like all green...

Actually not all green, but this coffeshop shop nuanced nature although this is indor, but the owner designed this coffeshop with the feel of Nature, let it cool... kok as cool as the owner, because this coffeshop belongs to Aydan the cold husband Syafeera, but unfortunately Syafeera does not know.

"Let's go in. beware if you can call me sir inside ya..."

Syafeera was singing her lips. "forced.."

Syafeera followed Aydan's steps with the cellphone in his grip, sharing the location log where they would meet.

When you go inside,. Syafeera was quite fascinated with the design of this coffeshop, and its arrival was welcomed by one of the baristas.

"Assalamualaikum. during the day brother..."

"waallaikumusallam.." replied Syafeera with her friendly smile.

"please ask what message...??"

Syafeera did not answer, she was even confused looking for the husband who disappeared somewhere..

"somehow, I look like a friend" Syafeera replied, scratching her nape

"then sit down first, brother.."

Syafeera was sitting on one of the chairs near the glass, trying to contact her cold husband.

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