Due to Neighbor's Clothes

35

“Not go to the hospital. At home aja. Taking medicine will also be cured,” reject Sri who does not want to be injected by a doctor. He was still pretending to be limp so that no one would suspect that his stomach ache was just pretending.

“Then eat at our house. After eating continue to take medication. You guys haven't cooked?” Nining gave a suggestion.

Without everyone realizing it, Sri glanced with annoyance. Instead of getting more successful with his plan, he stuck to himself instead. Where he could cook. There he just brushed his teeth. Lucky just finished cleaning up.

“Good idea. Let's eat at Nining's. You can definitely get healed right away. Dony always praised Nining's cooking, so I was curious. How delicious food made by Nining until Dony willingly do not eat before reaching home and eat food his wife,” praise Lucky who just told by Dony.

“Ah, Mas Dony is too much. Where there I cook ordinary aja.” Nining.

‘Ih, really nice. Sok, low even though that was his intention. Basic sneaky. Hmmm, I have a great idea. I'll make a good drama when I eat later,’ intentions in my heart. Certainly not good intentions, bad intentions all of them.

***

Nining and Dony were sitting next to each other, next to Sri and Lucky. They started to eat their food one by one. There is Lucky who sniffs the aroma of food that is very fragrant, while Sri melengos lazy. Though in his heart he praises, he will not do.

“Sayang. Do you like grilled fish? This is a bribe. Aaa,” said Lucky feed rice and very much honey-baked fish meat that is very fragrant and rich in spices and seasonings. From far away it has smelled fragrant and delicious especially from close. Unknowingly Sri opened her mouth and chewed it.

‘Hmm. So yummy. How, can it be this good? The fuel is a lot but not bad. The meat is tender and not fishy. So yummy. What expensive restaurant cuisine like this tastes like,’ Sri murmured inwardly praising Nining cuisine.

“Disable? Let's eat again.” Lucky continues to feed Sri eat up to two plates of rice with the fish used up just for one Sri.

“Aaa.” Sri burps because she is too full. He had no idea he had finished two rice dishes. “Sorry. Just two spoons, already a burp of satiety, huh? Especially two plates. Must be a real satiety,” kilah Sri withhold embarrassment.

“Two spoons? Yes, Sweetheart. Two spoon. Want to eat again?” haggle Lucky again. Who knows, he's still hungry.

“Neg. U are full.” He glanced at the fish in front of him. The rest of the fish bones and rice are a little. There was a lot of rice and it was. “Mas ... Kok, Mas eat a lot until the fish run out? Embarrassed,” scolded Sri by lowering her tone. He whispered in Lucky's ear so that Nining wouldn't hear.

“Mas haven't eaten yet, dear. You just ate. Dony and Nining also have not eaten,” Lucky replied no less clean.

Sri was surprised to hear it. How could he eat that much? Lucky must have lied.

“Where do I eat that much? Mas's lying. The cuisine is not good, how can it run out with me?” kilah Sri does not want to confess. It could be ruined if he praised Nining in front of Dony. They may become more difficult to separate.

“Sayang. Want rendang, no?” Dony offered Nining a meal.

“Bby.” Nining was also fed by the hands. Yes, by hand, do not use a spoon and the taste is getting better.

“Enak? Again?” Seeing the ease, Dony returned to feed Nining. “You're eating like a kid, a cane. Here Mas netin.” Dony was very attentive. All the rendang spices that stick to Nining's lips he wipes with his wrist.

Nining smiled. She was always happy whenever her husband wiped his lips with his wrist. There is a wonderful sensation, never forgotten. The happiness she felt would multiply many times each time Dony did that to her.

Sri slipped on Lucky's hand and took the empty plate.

“Mas want to eat? What do I want to get?” while taking the rice, Sri saw what dishes were still there. There is only rendang and typical cuisine of padang, namely sambel ijo and cassava leaves.

“Rendang aja, Darling.”

Sri also took rendang and fed Lucky.

“Aircraft coming. Nguing ... open his mouth,” said Sri as if Lucky was a child who had difficulty eating. Dony and Nining held back a laugh. Actually Lucky also wanted to laugh, but he held on with all his might. If he laughs at Sri, it will be fatal.

Lucky opened his mouth and chewed it. Sri feeds Lucky until it runs out in the same way. Like a child with an airplane in the form of a spoon filled with rice.

“Hmmm, talking to people but the same thing. Belepotan,” reprimands Nining who saw Dony's lips splattered. He did the same. With her wrists, she wiped Dony's lips. However, when it was about to be drawn, Dony held Nining's hand.

“Do not let your hands get dirty. Let it get dirty, your hands don't.” Dony wiped Nining's wrist with his hand. Nining's hands were clean. Then Dony took his hand off.

Nining blushed in embarrassment. Really, she's very lucky to have a romantic husband Dony. There is no romantic opponent and his affection. He's a perfect husband that he'll never waste.

‘ih, really nice, anyway. Showing off mulu-pamer mulu.’ Sri was burning with jealousy until she bent the spoon she was holding. Realizing his spoon was bent, he hid it under the carpet he was sitting on.

Dony knows what Sri did. He began to sense something was awkward, but he remained silent. He was trying to figure it all out so that nothing would go wrong.

“Cie-cie. So sweet, anyway, you guys. Nothing all the two. I'm so envious,” praise Lucky.

“Regular aja. You can also like us. There is Sri. He can you gombalin,” joked Dony and then chuckle together.

Breakfast is over. Nining tidied up the dirty dishes and went into the kitchen. Sri has evil intentions. In the kitchen, he could teach Nining a lesson that always set her on fire. Jealous.

“I help, yes?” Sri pretended to bring a plate in order to launch the action.

“Mas help too, huh?” Dony wants to help.

‘Wah, department. If Dony helps. Could fail his plan to work on Nining. Don't let Dony help us,’ hope Sri in heart.

“No need. I'm here to talk to Lucky. Time to dalem all, later his Lucky Mas alone,” reject Nining.

Sri grinned with satisfaction. Apparently his prayer was fulfilled. This is the time for revenge. He was behind Nining and was ready to put the plate on top of the sink. When Nining returned outside to pick up the remaining dishes that had not been brought, Sri looked for vegetable oil. Surely he would pour out for Nining to slip.