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Jihan Sajidah Pangestu

Her eyes kept trying to putty with makeup. Pandu has been working hard to calm the cries and annoyance from night. But it still didn't work. That old crying is what makes Jihan's eyes swollen and swollen.

"It's so hard!!!" Anxiety affects Jihan.

"Darling...Yes yes!"

"After 2 days, we'll just go home!"

"Yes my darling." Pandu stroked his eyes.

Tok.... Knock the door they hear.

"Dam.... Jihan...." Mom's voice called. Jihan rushed to open.

"Mama, what's the need Ma?"

Mama instead answered, instead surprised by Jihan's swollen eyes. Jihan pouting.

"Oh Allah. Sorry Papa, honey!"

Jihan nodded lazily.

"What's the matter Ma?"

Mama comes in first. Approaching Jihan and whispering.

"Mama left at noon today. You're serious, aren't you, you want to learn to cook?"

A quick nod Jihan looks very happy and enthusiastic.

"Yes, go straight to the kitchen!"

Mama pulled Jihan without minding the confused Pandu and thought what Mama and Jihan were talking about.

Jihan was stunned to see all the ingredients and cooking utensils were already available on the kitchen counter. Mama tied Jihan's hair and put on an apron before learning began.

"Before cooking it, make sure all the utensils and ingredients are available in front of us. So that no one forgets. And prepare yourself neat and clean. Because, mama is very uncomfortable to see people who cook in messy conditions."

Jihan nodded and smiled. Getting valuable knowledge from Mama who is already very proficient in matters of civilization.

"Now, we make breakfast for your husband and daughter-in-law. After that, we make some standard menus for daily food. So you can understand the recipes."

"Keep, what's Ma's first meal?"

"Nasi Goreng Petai first. Let it be easy and quick."

"Damnah.... How's petai anyway?"

"Udah don't bring. Definitely delicious. Be careful if you get hooked."

The first cuisine began to be concocted. Mama taught Jihan how to cut the right onion, grind the chili, get to know some spices and try to taste every taste of the cuisine they made.

Usually, Jihan is very anti once taste the cuisine first before serving. And always reckless in scooping every seasoning he gives. Therefore, Pandu has always been a victim of bad cooking experiments.

Recalling that, Jihan smiled a pang of foresight that baffled Mama.

Nasi Goreng Petai ala Mama was finished. Along with that, Pandu and Papa both just came.

"Wahh.... Papa's favorite. Come, Ndu! Petai Fried Rice Made by papa's wife is the best. You like petai, right?"

"If in kampung mah, so lalapan Pa."

"So go to your village, Ndu." Connect Mama.

Pandu laughed at a glance in response to Mama's wishes.

Now, Pandu and Papa are both saying goodbye to their respective wives.

"Mas to go first. Assalamualaikum...."

"Goddessalam...." Smacking the husband's hand.

The wave of their hands provoked an amused smile from Mama. Follow the child's arm.

"Cieee.... So sweet really. Remember the early days of marriage. Hihi...."

The teased Jihan felt ashamed.

"Let's go in! We're learning the cooking."

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The old woman entered the room that had been unspoiled for several days. Pretty messy. The garbage cans were filled with tissue and several empty bottles of alcoholic beverages were lying in the corner of the wall. All at the command of her employer to check the condition of Mia's room which is always locked tightly.

"Yes my.... Non Mia tea why? Always confine yourself in the room, go without saying goodbye, go home always late at night. My confused tea is always quizzed on constantly with Ibuk."

Some cigarette butts were also scattered. The trash Bibik collected in larger bags. So that it is not too reach back and forth down the stairs.

1 full garbage can, want Bibik to move the garbage into a large bag. However, so full Bibik was unable to withstand the fall of the pile of garbage tissue that caused all scattering on the floor. Reaplick.

From the corner of his eye, 1 long flat object that was very familiar teased him. He noticed so closely.

2 red lines.

"Who's this tea testpack?"

My aunt thought long enough. This thing is in Mia's room. Her master's daughter. And it turns out there's not just one. Dozens of testpacks collected in the trash can mixed with other garbage.

The mouth was clenched in disbelief at what Bibik thought.

Some of the testpacks Bibik took to tell his employer who should know what had happened to his daughter, Mia.

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Jihan arranged the foods she had managed to make. His smile is always expanding. Pandu should taste all these foods.

"Have you finished everything, Jihan?" Mama asked.

"Udah Ma."

Jihan hugged Mama who could always understand her complaint.

"Thank you Ma. Mom is the best. Hihi...."

Mama chuckles while pinching Jihan's nose.

"If you are already a wife, still behave like a child. Yuk already! Lunch time soon. Later fear Pandu already eat first."

Consider Jihan spirit with the invitation of Mama. The supply boxes he put in the basket and he held tightly so that it was always safe.

Jihan drives her red Mazda. Which he has not used for a long time. Previously, Jihan drove the mother first to the Hospital where Mama worked. Only then did Jihan drive back to her husband's office, which she hadn't visited in a long time.

The tall building that read Warriors Group he had seen. Lean a little in the car seat. He smiled at the thought of how he had dared to do the foolish thing of treating himself before everyone in order to gain the compassion and assistance of the very hard-hearted Pandu. The head shook its head erasing those ridiculous memories.

His little bag was on his shoulder. His curly hair he combed with his fingers to make sure nothing was messy. He took the food basket and he brought it.

His graceful steps went hand in hand with a sweet smile that tried to greet people milling about while saluting him. Some of those who understand who Jihan really is say hello. And those who did not know who Jihan was could only stare confusedly in astonishment.

"Wait, Miss!!"

Jihan's steps stopped.

He knows who the owner of the voice is.

"I still remember a face as shameless as you, Miss."

Jihan could only wait, hearing all the Receptionist women's talk with a smile that never escaped.

"Well what else are you here for?!"

Little question Jihan received.

One of the other employees was eager to stop the receptionist's actions. But, Jihan was forbidden just to give a landslide reply to this woman before her.

"I want to meet with Pandu Pangestu. He's there, right?"

"Haha.... What else is it for?! Don't mess with my boss. Pandu's father is married. Already married. Don't expect Mbak to tease my boss."

"Oh, yeah.... Why can't you? I'm sure your boss really likes me. I don't care if he's married or not. What is clear, at this time I would like to meet Mr. Pandu Pangestu."

"Can't!! It's a company rule to ban whom

even people are not as obvious as you."

Jihan begins to get caught off guard with the receptionist's female action. Jihan so thought if this woman really did not know who to deal with? Perhaps she could continue to resist the intention of Jihan to meet her own husband Pandu.

Jihan further advanced herself.

"You don't know who I am?"

"Why do I find out about you."

The other employee grimaced in horror at his friend's interaction with his Boss' wife.

Sisca the receptionist sighed in ridicule as she felt her interlocutor was looking for the number of someone she wanted to call.

"Don't go on Sisca! She's that...."

His whispering friend was immediately refuted by Sisca.

"Udah, justin. Let's see what this crazy woman does."

His friend scratched his nape confused with his stubborn Sisca.

Jihan who had just kept waiting for a response from Pandu did not also produce results. A little bit of annoyance on his face. Of course, it invited a winning smile from the receptionist woman.

"Open Jihan, come with me!"

"Can't Rani!! Do not accept strangers. This crazy woman must want to do something weird with Mr. Pandu."

"Crazy woman?! As if you were saying say...."

"Security....!! Security....!!"

Sassy Receptionist woman wants to expel Jihan. Jihan's getting upset. Pandu number could not be reached.

"Yes, Buk. Can I help you?"

"Please get rid of this woman!" Sisca marched towards Jihan with disrespect.

The two Security turned towards facing the woman in question. How surprised they were to know which woman Sisca meant.

Jihan stared at the guts of both of Security's eyes. It made the two Security looked down and retreated themselves 1 step salute. Sisca was amazed by the actions of the Security.

"Sorry, Jihan's book. We didn't know that the woman Sisca buk meant was Ibuk."

"You guys are nothing at all?! Get rid of this woman!"

"Sorry Sisca, we have no right to expel Jihan's book. We don't want to lose our jobs."

Sisca did not expect the response of these Securityers not to side with him.

"Ok, it looks like I need to reintroduce who I really am. I am Jihan Sajidah Pangestu. The legitimate wife of Muhammad Pandu Pangestu. Perhaps, this is the result of you not attending your own Boss' wedding."

"Haha.... What other sale is this?"

Jihan actually rose in blood facing the stubbornness of this Receptionist woman. He wanted harsh words he let out but he still did not want to make Pandu embarrassed.

"I want to show you my wedding book but I don't bring it. You don't want that, who's your boss's wife?!"

"What do I bother to find out his wife, Mr. Pandu."

"You!! Really thickened...."

"Darling....!!"

Pandu's quick steps approached the crowd of his workers in front of his wife Jihan. Instead, the call caught the attention of those who saw. Especially Sisca the Receptionist woman who still kekeh restrain Jihan from entering.

"What is this?!"

"Hm.... Sorry sir, it's messed up. There's a little misunderstanding here sir."

Karyawati beside the establishment of Sisca nudged his shoulders who were daydreaming still did not believe what he heard.

"Why didn't you come here, my dear?"

Jehan's heavy breathing out controlled his emotions.

"It's just that I called Mas without response."

Pandu just remembered his phone left in his room.

"Ndu, lo files. Uh! There's a Jihan's book, too. How are you, judes?"

Yogi the culprit is back. Adding to the resentment in Jihan's heart.

"Well, how about standing here anyway?" Confused Yogi.

Jihan stared giddily at the Receptionist's female eyeballs. Seen once he lowered his head to resist his regret and embarrassment. Next, the woman held Jihan's hand and begged for mercy.

"I'm sorry Buk! I'm really sorry. I did not know that Mr. Pandu's wife's mother. I treated my mother harshly. I'm sorry Buk...."

The new guide understands what is really going on. He hugged Jihan's waist from the side because he knew Jihan was having a lot of trouble controlling her emotions.

"Yes Sisca. Its alright. My wife must have forgiven."

Jihan immediately stared dislikefully at Pandu who spoke not according to her heart.

"Wahh.... You seem to have provoked a raging lion, Sisca. Hihi...."

Yogi is not looking at the situation. It was clearly seen from the growl of Jihan's hand that tightly grasped the basket of supplies she was carrying.

"Yes, we're going straight to the room, baby. Understand Sisca who doesn't know you very well huh!"

Guide pulled Jihan to follow in her footsteps.

The face turned back and unexpectedly, Jihan stuck out her tongue as a sign of victory to the humiliating face of Sisca the Receptionist woman.

"You see, Jihan is no match for us. So, let no one provoke a fuss." Yogi's message ended the crowd.

Sisca was very embarrassed by the actions she took. Especially after people laughed at him. So embarrasing.

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Seriate............