
"Why rejected? Mama said, while in college Mama became the prima donna of the campus," said Tommy remembered the story often told by his mother
"Well, there it is, Tom. That's what makes, Mama rejected, excuses, do not want Mama more famous in college first."
Ara who heard that just giggled amusedly, it turned out that her in-laws were able to beat her confidence level.
"Really, Ma?" asked Tommy hesitantly.
Mama Tommy nodded his head to convince his only son.
Papa who just came out of the room immediately joined those who were in the living room. "Who's the campus prima donna?"
Tommy pointed using his chin. "No, Mama."
"Yes, right. Said her friends back then, This mom became the most beautiful woman in her university, so she was nicknamed with the word 'campus primadona' and you know Tom ..."
The three pairs of eyes looked seriously at Papa Tommy who hung his sentence.
"From the many men who like, your Mama. Papa is the winner." Papa Tommy was proud of what he said.
Mama Tommy bowed in shame.
"Mama, it's like a teenager who's just been expressed in love by a man," ledek Tommy who saw the woman who gave birth to him blushed in shame.
"It's all because, Papa. Mama is embarrassed." Tommy blamed her husband.
"Fact and not myth, Ma" said Papa Tommy.
Ara's reflexes patted his eel, keasan mengbrol made him forget the fruits of the hand that had been purchased. "Ma, it's cake, Ara forgot to give it."
"Thank you, son," said Mama Tommy sincerely while receiving the fruits of the hand from his son-in-law. "Oh, yes. I forgot to make drinks too."
"Yes, let Ara make it." Ara was about to stand up but was immediately detained.
"Just give me a second, son. You're here, yes!"
"Take it, Ma," said Ara, who was unwell with her in-laws.
Seeing the woman in front of him no one would budge, making the Papa mediate. "Let's make Tommy."
Tommy confirmed his father's words. "Yes, Tommy made us all drinks."
If she is in her house or being both Ara will accept with pleasure that her husband who takes the expert duties of a woman, but if it is outside the house as it is today, Ara will keep the authority of the husband, she does not want if her husband is considered inferior by others.
"Honey, I made it. You're just here!" lirih Ara's.
Tommy, who knew his wife's intentions, nodded his head to allow his little wife to go to the kitchen. In fact, Tommy no longer allows Ara to perform her duties like a wife to take care of the house or cook.
Seeing Ara's pregnancy is young, prone to miscarriage makes her keep Ara so as not to fatigue, sounds excessive indeed, but those who have not got a baby for a long time make a Tommy more parno.
He felt grateful, It was not long for him to persuade Ara not to do his work again in the house.
Drinks and snacks that are ready to be made, taken to the living room to be placed on the table. "Please," said Ara offering a default that has just been installed.
"The coffee made by the son-in-law, Papa is delicious like none," said Papa Tommy after sipping coffee for him.
"Just like his face, sweet, pleasing to the eye" continued Mama Tommy.
"It's no wonder, Pa, Ma, that Tommy's body is getting fuller. Every day always served with good food like his own wife."
"This one always makes me ashamed." Ara lowered her head.
"Why should I be ashamed? We're talking factually" Tommy exclaimed.
Speaking of cooking, making Ara immediately farewell to preparing their dinner. "Ma, Ara's cooking for our dinner!"
"You can't be tired, son. Mama, don't mind having to prepare our dinner," Mama Tommy told his son-in-law.
"Ma, Ara is just cooking, not mopping this whole room. I promise I won't get tired."
"It can't be darling!" reject Mama Tommy.
Tommy who saw that, was a little upset. This stubborn wife always maintains what is desired.
"Hows it? If we were the only ones cooking. So, Mama doesn't have to cook alone." Ara hoped her offer would be approved by her in-laws.
Tomm nodded his head at Mama who saw him, like asking for his son's approval.
"Yes, I can" said her mother-in-law.
Tommy and Ara headed to where they were preparing dinner. "You sit there! I'm the one who cooks, you're quite with me" said Tommy, who did not want to be denied.
Ara pursed her lips, she could do nothing but obediently, Ara landed her body on the chair in the kitchen. She saw her husband holding a spatula to turn over the fried parchment.
Over time, Ara got bored. He approached Tommy who was wearing a blue aprons. "Still a long time?"
"Awhile more! You, come back to sit."
Ara followed Tommy's orders so a few minutes later, Tommy was ready with his cooking. Ara called her two in-laws while Tommy arranged the food that had just been cooked.
Simple food but attracts attention. Urap, clear spinach vegetables, parchment and fried chicken, do not forget the outer sauce that has been made.
Everyone at the dinner table was grateful to be given the chance to gather. The dinner conducted by his family was done with small talk.
After dinner, they rested their bodies back in the room.
***
After handing out wedding invitations a few months ago, the two couples finally had a wedding ceremony according to the request of both parents.
The time that was not felt, became a wedding day that was never imagined by the two brides. Usually, both couples who are getting married feel happiness that cannot be said with words. Not with them, a sacred marriage that would begin a few more minutes left the two unable to do anything.
The woman who stood not far from the reach of the groom, was worried about a future he never thought of. Moreover, he still remembered very well the treatment of prospective husbands who were not right according to him, 'how could a man have the heart to lower a woman who would become his wife down the middle of the road' such was his current mind.
Since that incident, the two brides never spoke to each other again, when they met they were both silent. They both always avoid it so as not to look awkward.
Amidst his anxiety, suddenly someone patted his shoulder slowly. Slowly the woman dressed in the wedding dress turned her head back.
***
Hayuk, accompanied by the coolest novel from Kak Andriani Keumala.
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