Cinderella Ninja's

Chapter 41's

Chapter 41's

The atmosphere of the building in one of the famous hotels in the capital has been crowded with invited guests, ranging from nuclear families, relatives, relatives, co-workers and famous artists to journalists who flock – duyun attended also enliven the event aqiqahan and the dedication of the first daughter of a famous actor aka Restu and Shahilla.

Shahilla, Restu and their daughter Zahira compact wearing a Abu – coloured couple dress that is so luxurious and charming ash. Restu who carried Zahira walked with Shahilla's hand down the building to the guests. Zahira looks cute – cute wearing hijab couple with Shahilla, making the guests gemes look at her.

The reporters were busy taking their best photos. Not a bit of Zahira is disturbed by the noise of various sounds and flash light from the camera that captures his photos. Zahira remains a sleeping henchman in Restu's arms.

“This is a little angel who has made us – we are curious, the end can also meet he he he”. One of his fellow artists Restu who also enlivened their show.

“Oup bro, it's been a while since we met?, healthy?”. Restu greeted his colleague enthusiastically.

“Alhamdulillah I am healthy, loe his flight hours schedule is horrified, in his laborious gathering for mercy he he he he”.

Restu/ “He he he understood bro, I can not if not squirm binik with my son for a second he he he he he”.

“Ahh lu ha ha ha”.

Restu/ “Ha ha ha, then his lu mikah sonoh so let me know how his taste”.

“Duuuh if I mah, still do not think anyways I still want to enjoy my youth”.

Restu/ “Heemmm watch out for kebablasan only, ntar can karatan know the taste of lu ha ha ha”.

“Sia**n lu he he he, oh ya binik lu where?, know me”.

Restu/ “Ahh no, I'm lazy nginali his same you, lu his people lemes ha ha ha ha”.

“Lemes – lemes gini, I am a top actor bro he he he”.

“Ha ha ha yes I admit it. Darling . . .”. Restu yelled out to Shahilla when she saw her standing among their families. Shahilla turned her head and Restu waved her hand calling herself.

Shahilla approached them.

“Why mas?, Mas is tired ya carrying Zahira?, here let alone who carried Zahira”. Shahilla wants to take over Zahira without caring for her husband's friend.

“No love, mas not tired really, time is tired ngegendong own children he he he he he. Mas call you because I want to recognize you as a friend mas”. Restu pointed at his friend, Shahilla turned her body to see the figure.

“Haikal ?”. Shahilla was surprised to see her husband's friend.

“You know Haikal dear?”. Restu scrunched his forehead.

Haikal/ “Ya know, I am now a famous actor he he he”.

“Gue seriously?”. Restu shakes his eyes at Haikal.

“Haikal one generation together first time we santri in siantar”. Not a single shahilla glanced at Haikal, she just looked at Restu alone.

Haikal/ “Ha ha ha, yes bro, I used to be one santri with your binik. Binik you used to santri the most popular girl at that time even she was a favorite child, yes understand that your son is an extraordinary genius, right not La?, he he he he”.

Shahilla was only bowed to the praise of another man besides her husband.

Restu/ “Oh yes?, Ma Sya ALLAH, continue you guys how can you know the story?, not santri girls same santri guys apart huh?”. He's starting to get curious.

“Hem, if that's the case, I'm the opposite of Shahilla who is famous for her genius, you'll know that I'm a super wayward kid and a rebel, you know, well as a result of my own work so that I was known as the most stubborn child in the cottage. Every day I am in the law in front of all the santri children, both santri girls and boys. Continues Shahilla also often asked the same mu’alimah to help them punish me. Hmmm not really La?”. Haikal glanced at the bowed Shahilla while nodding softly.

Restu/ “Ha ha if you mah I do not need to be surprised, know not love, do not, he had once changed the storyline of the film that we planned as good as his only because he did not like the same storyline, her final director was – mosquito and replaced her role ha ha ha”.

Haikal/ “Yes yes, abis his story time is childish – kanakan, too much not his reality at all, yes I change it ha ha ha ha” groove.

Restu/ “Ha ha ha, Kal Kal, if you remember – remember my past so ngak”.

“Oweeek . . . Oyek . . Oweeeek . .”. Arrived – arrives baby Zahira crying. Shahilla took over with Zahira.

Shahilla/ “Sini Mas, maybe Zahira haus”.

“Iya, Ssst . . . ssstt . . . . .. shstttt . .”. Restu stroked the soft cheek of his baby.

Shahilla/ “Ya already mas, adek enter bentar yes, adek want to breastfeed Zahira first in the room”.

“Iya darling”. Restu rubbed Shahilla's head.

Haikal stared at Shahilla's death as they both died.

Restu/ “Oh ya lu why not say the hell from the beginning if you are the same Shahilla one santri?”.

Haikal/ “How I want to say rang we also just met her now”.

Restu/ “Iya also sih”.

Haikal/ “Then I pura – pura ask in recognize the same binik you, so you are shocked all ha ha ha”.

Restu/ “Can you he he he”.

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The event went well as desired. Not to forget also the interview sessions of journalists who want to know the daughter of an actor who is on the rise. Tiredness that makes the heart feel happy.

Although he was tired, Shahilla was still busy changing Zahira's clothes and sleeping. Long enough Zahira can fall asleep because he also feels tired on his tiny body. Zahira suddenly fussed so that makes Shahilla and Restu must be awake.

“Already let you take care of Zahira, you just sleep”. Restu held Shahilla's shoulder.

“No need mas, anyways Zahira already asleep really, mas also tired all day so mas rest just first". Shahilla clasped Restu's hand on her shoulder.

Restu hugged Shahilla's body from behind spoiled.

“If you can mas 'no need to rest to disappear will be tired mas, because like this only tiredness mas just disappear”. His whispers.

Shahilla smiled as her hands rubbed – ngusap hair Restu who has been random – random.

“Mas more and more often his mgegombal ya he he he”.

“Ehh . . . Mas do not digegombal you know dear, mas not good at racing because mas 'not good at not telling the truth with you”. Restu flicked his left cheek to Shahilla's right cheek.

Shahilla transfers her body to face Restu. He looked at Restu's slightly shabby face and stroked – cheek rubbing Restu.

“Iya, adek believe”. Say it with a sweet smile. Restu replies by kissing Shahilla's forehead.

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“Assalamualaikum”. Someone surprised Shahilla who was sitting in a cafe with Zahira who was in her sling.

Shahilla saw the figure.

“Waalaikumussalam”. He saw Haikal was the man

“You two are here?, Restu where?”. Haikal dizzy looking for the figure of Restu.

“Iya, Restu is still in the shooting location not far from here, back and forth he came here”. Shahila answered without seeing Haikal's face.

Haikal/ “Ouh . . very fitting lha then, the plan abis from here I do want to meet’ in Restu anyone wants me to say ehh do not know his meet you here. Can I wait’ in Restu here?”. Haikal saw Shahilla's eyes brightly – brightly.

Shahilla nodded slowly.

“Iya, please kan”.

“Thanks”. Haikal smiled as he pulled up the chair facing Shahilla.

It is uncomfortable for Shahilla to have to sit together with – men other than her husband. In addition they became the center of attention of the visitors in the cafe because they suspected that the man who was with him was Haikal.

Shahilla took her cell phone, and sent a message to Restu.

Shahilla# “Assalamualaikum, Mas is still a long time no?, about her there is a Haikal here, had not accidentally met him in this cafe, this, because he wants to jumpain mas so he wants to all wait’ in mas also here equally adek, adek feel uncomfortable mas, what else we are the center of attention here”. Send.

Haikal knew that Shahilla was uncomfortable. Haikal glanced around the caffe, he noticed his other visitors were already suspecting them.

“Oh yes, you remember not the last time I was in the same law Mu’alim Harun?”.

Shahilla tried to remember.

“Ouh, when you knocked me unconscious?”.

Haikal nodded his head.

“Iya. At that time I was very upset with you then I knew you, I was upset because I was often appealed – appeal is the same you and you are always there every time I am in the law, I feel insulted, continue when I have managed to understand you somehow my heart does not feel satisfied, which there is full of regret, and regret, in addition you did not offend me even you asked Mu’alim Aaron to release the punishment. At that time I felt slapped, because the people I had harmed instead did good to me and forgave me so easily. I'm sorry La for what I did in the past”.

Behind her veil, Shahilla smiled at Haikal.

“I have not asked any more about it, humans must have done mistakes, any more it has passed so it does not need to be discussed back”.

Haikal/ “Listened a lot ya La”. His smile, while Shahilla also smiled visible from his eyes.

“Oh yes, Aina how is she?”.

Shahilla/ “I don't know the news Aina, about her it's been a long time also I lost contact with her”.

Haikal/ “Hmm, even though we have been a position from small if we are married, we certainly have the busyness of each – so that we can not communicate even if only say hai”.

“Iya”. Shahilla was also worried about the news of Aina who had disappeared like being swallowed by the earth.

Haikal/ “Emm . . . . There's actually something I want to ask you about long ago. I want her and I want to know the reason. You why never reply to my letter when we were still nyantri?”.

Shahilla scrunched her forehead.

“Surat?”.

Haikal/ “Iya, a letter that I often put on your class table”.

Shahilla/ “The letter that her envelope scented parfume is yes?”.

Haikal/ “Iya, you remember right?”.

Shahilla/ “Remember, but not her letter – the letter was to Aina huh?”.

Shahilla/ “I think the letter is for Aina, because what you wrote all about Aina, I think, plus gossip – gossip children santri say that you like Aina because of your good treatment with Aina”.

Haikal/ “No La, the letter is not for you Aina, I don't like Aina at all, I'm good with Aina because Aina is your best friend, I'm trying to find out about you through Aina, I like her same you even sam . ..”.

“Assalamualaikum darling”. Arriving – arrived Restu appeared cutting off Haikal's speech, he kissed Shahilla's forehead. Sent them by surprise and hope – please be anxious, did Restu hear their talk or not.

“Waalaikumussalam”. Call them simultaneously.

“Sorry yes, long wait’ in nya”. Restu pulled up the chair that was next to Shahilla.

“Sleep her Zahira?”. Restu peeked at Zahira from the sling.

“Iya Mas”.

“Uluuuh uluuuuh darling, gemesin really you”. Restu stroked Zahira's cheek.

Haikal saw their compatibility.

“Eh. . . Bro said Shahilla someone wants to talk to me then nunggu’ in I am here, do not want to talk about what’an?”. Restu turned to look at Haikal who was facing him.

Haikal/ “Ehh . . Yes this Bang Hanung will want to make a new film and he will again find the main character in the film, he said, well he told me to try to persuade you to follow the film in his project. His plan he wants to meet you directly just he wants his you know first about this before he jumpain lu, yes let more comfortable lah”.

Restu/ “Ouh, why don't you just be the actor?”.

Haikal/ “Not able to bro, the matter of his character role is exactly like you, what else in there his main role tells about the man memorizing Al – Qur’an, so on, lah I boro – boro memorizer Al – Qur’an read surah short I sometimes forget – forget to remember ha ha ha”.

Restu shook his head/ “Ha ha Astaghfirullah, you are already this big still not changed”.

Haikal/ “Ha ha ha there while his arent I changed. So how about it?, Lu won't accept his offer?”.

Restu/ “If that I have not been able to discuss his decision now bro, I try to discuss it first as Aan continues to set my schedule. I'll tell you that I've had his decision”.

Haikal/ “Iya anyway, yes you think you just used to mature, whatever the decision you have to stay informed to me do not be silent – just be quiet”.

Restu/ “Iya In Sya ALLAH I'm reporting lah”.

Haikal/ “Ya already, I just unplug it, about her half an hour I have photo shoot endorse’ an ha ha ha”.

Restu/ “Ha ha ha yes who are now youtubers who endorse’ an nya many”.

Haikal/ “Ha ha ha. Oh, you make me ashamed. Yes I've unplugged luan yes, La I first yes. Assalamualaikum”.

“Waalaikumussalam”. Simultaneously they answered the greetings from Haikal who had walked out the caffe.

“You've ordered food?”. Restu took the menu list at the cafe.

Shahilla/ “Not yet, it was just mesan drink it”.

“Lho why are you just messan drink it baby?, you haven't had lunch and again you've been waiting for a long time here. Yes already now you order his food”. Restu throttled – back the menu.

Shahilla/ “Nggak Mas, adek not taste the same food menu here”.

Restu/ “Ya already so we just get out of this caffe, we look for foods that whet your appetite”. Shahilla nodded.

They came out of the cafe, they looked for a place to eat that made the appetite of Shahilla appear.

“We want to eat where?”.

Shahilla shook her head.

“Lha how do you shake your head anyway dear?”. Restu rubbed Shahilla's head.

Shahilla/“Adek again do not want to eat where – where, adek want her to eat at home course”.

Restu/ “Ya we have brought home the food we keep eating at home”.

Again – again Shahilla shook her head.

“Adek don't want”.

Restu/ “lah continue?, what we want to eat at home baby, are we not cooking at home?”.

“Adek wants to eat mas” cuisine. Shahilla gave a wide, though invisible, grin.

Restu laughed at his wife's request.

“Mas do not pande cook loe dear, emang adek want to eat a cooking mas that is not delicious?”.

Shahilla/ “Enak is not good, adek will eat mas cuisine, so now let's go shopping to the market, ehh do not need to go to the market, in the market must be very rame, we shop at the supermarket only”.

Restu/ “Ma Sya ALLAH so this is serious dear?”.

Shahilla/ “Iya you know my dear, adek seriusan. Yes already let us go to the supermarket that is die pan our home complex only, there is not so rame visitors if the clock is as soon as”.

“Ya ALLAH, naaaaaak no – just request Ummi mu this nak”. Restu obeyed Shahilla and turned the direction towards the house.

Soon Restu and Shahilla arrive at the supermarket's parking lot. Shahilla's guess is right, there are not many visitors who come, so Restu feels comfortable walking with his wife. They entered the supermarket area and were welcomed by SPG and SPB in the supermarket.

Their eyes widened to welcome the figure of Restu, his sense they want a photo with the handsome actor what else along with Shahilla figure that always makes the fans of Restu curious. They have to resist that desire because the professionals are working.

Restu and Shahilla’entusi take – raw food ingredients that will Restu cook. Starting from meat, chicken, vegetables – vegetables, kitchen spices, fruits – fruits and more. Trolly is full of – ingredients they need right, they walk to the cashier to pay.

“You wait there just let the mas pay, you must be tired of traveling around – plus gendongin Zahira”. Restu pointed to the waiting chair not far from the cashier.

“Iya mas, adek same Zahira sitting there ya”. Shahilla nodded her head towards the chair. No need to wait in line for long, now it's Restu's grocery turn that will be counted by the cashier. One by one the cashier totals his groceries with a cash register.

“All his eight hundred thousand Ninety seven thousand pak”. The cashier mentioned all the total amount of his groceries.

Restu also out his wallet to issue his debit card because the cash is not enough. As for Shahilla, she watches her husband from afar. He glanced around that visitors were increasingly coming rame. Shahilla felt a little anxious, plus the mother of – who was sitting next to her felt suspicious when she briefly saw Zahira.

“You're Shahilla, right?, his wife Restu?”. Guess her and her guess is right.

“I . .”.

“Mas is ready, let's go home”. Not finished Shahilla answered the question the mother arrived – arrived Restu appeared with her groceries.

“Nah right kan”. Mother – the mother prayed her guess was correct when she saw Restu approaching Shahilla. Restu smiled bitterly glancing at the mother.

“You're Restu right?”. The mother got up from her seat pulling Restu's hand.

“I . . . Yes buk”. Restu tried to take off the mother's hand but the effort was unsuccessful, the mother instead took her.

“Mom nge – fans really same you Restu, every day mom watch your soap, mom want photos together with you”. The mother pulled out her phone to take a selfie with Restu. Long enough Restu photo together with the mothers – mothers who have begun to be more crowded around them. Shahilla felt claustrophobic and worried about Zahira for being in the crowd. Restu sees Shahilla trying to get away but it is not easy for her to get out.

“Pardon ya mother – my mother must return to my house, because pity my son and wife, they need rest, I excuse you first yes, listen, Assalamualaikum”. Restu embraces Shahilla to walk out of the supermarket past a swarm of average humanity – mothers – mothers. As fast as lightning Restu passed along with his car died, the supermarket.

“Sorry yes dear, because – because you guys so like earlier”. Restu embraces the waist of the petite Shahilla.

“No matter what – mas, someday we will get used to it, what else Abi nya Zahra more and more famous, later, so we have to prepare mentally and physically to face like before he he he he”. Shahilla pulls Restu's nose.

Restu/ “Heem . . Yes, but I pity you guys what else is the same Zahira, he is still a child already feel it is jostling – urges like that. Starting today mas promise that mas the same way you guys mas make sure you will not feel like earlier”.

Shahilla/ “How to?”.

Restu/ “Ya . . . disguised as in when we date he he he”.

Shahilla/Her “Emang we ever dated?”.

Restu/ “Get up, Dating after marriage he he he he”. His whispers.

“Heeemmm, yes already chat we have to close right now, because the chef must immediately cook he he he”. Shahilla pushed Restu's body slowly.

“Ya ALLAH . ., how to Zahira?, stay in the room alone?”. Restu glanced at Zahira who was fast asleep in the baby box.

Shahilla/ “Iya mas, anyways Zahira his sleep – what in stay, rather than him brought to the kitchen entar smell of food mending Zahira his here”.

“But what – what's the deck?”.

“What's –, anyways watch – also watch. Already now let's go to the kitchen, let's execute our groceries last”. Shahilla took Restu in her arms, pulling her walking into the kitchen. Restu started to cook not to forget Shahilla wearing a Restu aprons so that her cooking does not dirty Restu's clothes.

The sagging happened in their kitchen, the kitchen became dirty and messy by the remaining – ingredients that Restu cut. Restu was so faced with hot oil that exploded – exploded. Shahilla laughs at her husband's behavior while cooking for the first time and occasionally helps Restu.

The kitchen was gone for two hours. Cuisine is finished and served on the dining table.

“Hmmmmp . . . Fragrance of his cuisine Abi nak”. The newly emerging Shahilla and Zahira walk quickly to the dining table as she can't wait to eat her husband's cooking.

Restu smiled with his slightly shabby face. He exhibited his first cooking to Shahilla, a pride for her end she managed to cook for the wife even though she did not know if her cooking was worth eating or not.

“Please sit my queen and my princesses”. Restu pulled one of the seats for Shahilla.

“Thanks Abi”. Shahilla sat down with Zahira in her arms. He saw so much food on the table.

Restu took a plate of food that he cooked for Shahilla and gave it to Shahilla to taste her. Shahilla began to taste Restu's cooking and chewed it out. While Restu staring at her with hope – please be anxious.

Restu/ “Where does her taste dear?”.

“Emm . .enak mas, just the taste is there a strange taste – so it can still be eaten anyway, if the taste for people who are just cooking for the first time, but still can be eaten anyway, it was patent really mas he he he, keep another one, a bit salty he he he”. Shahilla emang can not speak – stale first before the member comments, he immediately explained what his tongue feels right.

Restu also tasted his cooking. And it's true what Shahilla said.

“Iya, you are right deck he he he, sorry mas not succeed masakin you delicious cuisine”.

Shahilla/ “What’ an sih mas, the cuisine is quite good mas, can be eaten, adek will finish all the cooking mas without rest, about it besides delicious, can be eaten, this is the first dish of her beloved husband specifically for adek he he he”. Shahilla chuckled and sucked up the black pepper of Restu's cooking.

Restu smiled and sat down next to Shahilla.

#Being happy is simple.

As simple as you smile and be grateful for what you have.

Happy to see you smiling happily.