Dream Marriage: A Wife Worth Being Loved

Twenty

Instead of chattering like this, mending you just shut up or cry alone. My ears hurt to hear your voice,” said Adi sharply. He turned his body and walked away from Siti.

Siti runs and catches up with Adi, she aligns her body and steps her feet in the rhythm of Adi's path. “Ya already then Siti will be silent,” said Siti.

Adi did not comment on Siti's speech. He got into the car, checked if there was any food but it didn't seem to be there. He pulled out his phone and tried to find food that he could order online.

Siti got into the car and sat down next to her husband, watching Adi's activities.

Adi found a restaurant whose food looks good. He ordered it, now just waiting for the driver to take his order from the resto.

“Mas sure you want to order food?” Ask Siti make sure.

Adi nodded confidently. “It looks like no one will take it, because the distance from the restaurant is quite far,” said Siti.

“So you promised not to talk much,” protest Adi with a ketus.

“Siti just told,” Siti replied again.

Siti got out of the car, she walked to a stall selling various kinds of vegetables and meat. “Meats No Bu?” ask Siti.

“Reduced,” replied the stall seller.

“Ayam or shrimp?” ask Siti back.

“Ya no Sit, out. Why do you want to cook? Not that there is already a cook,” asked the seller's mother curious.

“Make Siti Bu's husband, because Mas Adi can't eat other people's dishes. Must be cooking Siti,” replied Siti with a shy face.

“Eem newlyweds yes, ni spoiled so,” led vegetable seller.

“Iya should dong Bu. Then noodles are just the same as eggs,” said Siti.

After receiving the change Siti went into the house and went to the kitchen to save her groceries.

Siti returns outside the house to Adi who is still in the car. “How Mas, has anyone taken his order?” Ask Siti.

Adi looked at his phone, there were no signs of delivering his order. Adi shook his head, his stomach had already started to sound.

Hearing her husband's answer Siti got out of the car she got into the kitchen and made instant noodles for her husband.

Finished cooking the two bowls of noodles, Siti returned to Adi's car. “Mas please open,” said Siti hand hassles holding a tray.

Adi opened the car door, he stared at the tray that Siti was carrying.

Siti came in and put a tray on her lap, she gave a bowl to her husband. “This mas,” said Siti.

Adi stared at the bowl that Siti was thrusting, the aroma immediately filled her car. “I don't eat instant noodles,” refuse Adi.

Siti pulled back her hand. “Oh yes already,” Reply Siti. He enjoyed the noodles he made.

The distinctive shaved and fragrant sound of the noodles tickles Adi's hungry stomach. He occasionally glanced at the bowl of noodles that were still on Siti's lap.

Siti took another bowl, “Mas wants this take it,” said Siti handed him a bowl of noodles that are still intact.

“I accept because you made yes,” ketus Adi took over the bowl.

Siti nodded with a happy face seeing Adi want to eat her cooking.

In the first feed Adi felt an instant noodle that was different from usual. The sauce feels more savory, the maturity of the noodles is very fitting half-cooked eggs according to Adi's preference. If it can be given the value of noodles made by Siti it gives a value of ten, perfect.