CHARM GIRL WITH HAZEL EYES

CHAPTER 47. KUAH PASTE

Kayra repeatedly whimpered in pain, the girl was not even able to sleep well. Though she had been wearing a pillow pregnant women right left like bolsters, but still her position was very unpleasant for him.

Kayra turned her head towards Iqbal, the girl biting her lower lip, hesitating to wake her husband up. "Mas" he called slowly. There were no words at all from Iqbal, he looked so exhausted.

Kayra sighed softly, she finally decided to sit leaning on the back of the mattress. And even in such a position he was still trying to close his eyes.

"Kay?" the call from Iqbal made Kayra open her eyes.

"I can't sleep mas" Kayra's great-grandson softly.

Iqbal confirmed his position, the young man finally sat down beside Kayra. Put his right hand behind Kayra's neck. "Why? the bed is uncomfortable?" ask the young man.

Kayra shook her head slowly. "It's hard" the girl replied.

"I suddenly wanted to watch tv" said the girl again.

Iqbal picked up the remote that was on the small table next to him. "It's a shame" said the young man.

Kayra shook her head slowly. "It's not this tv, it's downstairs,"

Iqbal frowned. "Why?" asked the young man confused, but it was easier in the room. The girl did not need to go down the stairs.

"No papa wants to be under me" answered Kayra.

"You want some nemenin?" asked the girl who was replied nodding by Iqbal. Her smile was glistening, whether this was her true desire or not, which obviously she was wanting to be close to her husband.

"But really downstairs?"

"Yes" Kayra replied quickly. The girl even got out of bed. "Yuk mas" he said again.

The couple hugged each other on the sofa in front of the television, fortunately this sofa is large with a diameter of more than one meter.

"Mas, I suddenly want to eat Indomie" Kayra's great-grandson quietly. Not sure if Iqbal will fulfill his wish or not, because the girl remembered the last time he ate samyang and said bi Surti in the morning Iqbal immediately stored somewhere the stock of spicy noodles.

Just what Kayra had guessed, the young man resolutely shook his head. "No, no noodle noodles," he said.

"But I'm a laper" said Kayra. "Pasta deh," said Kayra again. Iqbal nodded slowly, the young man already stood up to make it for Kayra. "But there's the broth," Kayra continued. The girl grimaced small, showing her neat and clean rows of teeth.

"How do you make pasta with gravy?" tanya Iqbal confused himself. Because he had never eaten pasta with gravy.

Kayra shrugged her shoulders. "As much as you want to do, what matters is good,"

Iqbal sighed softly, finally from Kayra eating samyang again the two decided to mix the pasta with their own gravy, according to Kayra's order.

"That's delicious loh mas," Kayra kekeh from her place.

Iqbal pointed his thumb. "It must be delicious" he said confidently.

Iqbal opened the refrigerator, looking for groceries that he would mix with the pasta he made later.

His forehead creased many times, he rarely went to the kitchen. And now he's going to make food that he thinks is a little weird.

"But instead of staying in the water, huh? be a paste of gravy" said the young man slowly. "But Kayra's word has to be delicious,"

Iqbal ruffled his hair, he could not think clearly at all now. "Bismillah may be good" he said. Though the ingredients that were inserted were either true or not, he himself was not sure.

"Where?" ask Iqbal to be worried. A bowl of gravy paste was served in front of Kayra.

"From the smell of the good," answered Kayra. "First of all the girl tasted the sauce," Iqbal added many toppings to his food, there were mushrooms, sausages and meatballs. "More like seblak the thing is, only the difference is that the noodles are straight," said Kayra innocently.

Iqbal narrowed his eyes. "This is again mocking?" ask the young man. "Your eyes ridicule my masterpiece,"

Kayra chuckled amusedly, the girl laughing as Iqbal said the food he made was a masterpiece. "I know again" said Kayra. "They're just you giving masako, are you?" ask Kayra.

"That's not good, is it? don't eat it" said Iqbal. Grabbing the bowl in front of Kayra. "Oh yes" he said again.

"But it's not good" Iqbal said.

"Have you tried?" ask Kayra.

Iqbal shook his head slowly. "Not yet si,"

"Yes, I tried your masterpiece first" he said. Laughing again because of Iqbal. This time Kayra stuffed pasta into her mouth. "It's a bit of maturity" Kayra said again. Kayra gave a slow glance as Iqbal wanted to take back his bowl. "Let me finish the meal first, and you can take it" said the girl.

"But I'm afraid you poisoned Kay,"

"What do you love poison?"

"Yes, yakali" replied Iqbal sewot. "Have a message, yes,"

"No ah, this is delicious,"

"Well, let me try to taste it" said Iqbal.

Kayra kept her bowl out of Iqbal's reach. "No, this is my food" Kayra said.

"But you're not going to do anything about Kay?" ask Iqbal.

Kayra shook her head slowly. "What am I going to do?"

*****

In the morning bi Surti was noisily in the kitchen. "Who's cooking like this?" tanyanya's confused. There was still a little leftover food Iqbal made in the bowl. And it just so happened that after dawn prayers bi Surti went to the kitchen and heated the food Iqbal made. "Ko feels really strange" said bi Surti.

"Why Bi?" asked Iqbal who suddenly went into the kitchen and took some water.

"So malem mbak Kay cooking experiment huh mas?"

Iqbal shook his head slowly. "No, why?" ask the young man.

"So aunty manasin noodles are in the bowl, but it tastes strange," said bi Surti innocently.

Iqbal who heard that put his glass down violently. "Not good, ma'am?" tanyanya spontaneous.

"Eh?"

"It's Iqbal who cooks semalem, Kayra wants to eat soy sauce pasta Iqbal to make it rich, that is" said Iqbal. "But Kayra ko ate it?" tanya Iqbal confused himself.

Bi Surti scratched his nape, he became confused himself. "Mas Iqbal would like to try?" tawar bi Surti's.

Iqbal took a spoon, then fed it to himself. "Huek," the young man instantly spewed out the one that had just entered his mouth into the sink. "Can Kayra eat this?"

*****

"Kay?" Iqbal sat down on the chair beside Kayra. The girl was enjoying the morning rain from the balcony of her room.

"Why?"

"Did you lie to me?" ask the young man.

Kayra closed her book, the girl turned her head quickly towards Iqbal. "liying?" tanyanya's confused. "I've never lied to you" he said sure. His only lie has been revealed by Iqbal himself.

"Why do you say my food is good?"

"Eh?" Kayra grimaced softly. "What I said was good?" kayra asked confused herself.

Iqbal cupped Kayra's cheeks gaunched. "But why are you so bad?"

"Can still be eaten mas" Kayra replied innocently.