FIRST NIGHT (Season 1, 2, And 3)

S2. Chapters. 27 - The Difficulty of Being a Housewife

Nisa and Jino told each other last night. Study the story then they with various dilemmas that exist. Until their love struggle has come to a point like this. At first, they lived the story with distance and time. Then disputes and misunderstandings, then ended without the blessing of parents. Bitter sweet lived Nisa and Jino with chest roomy and defensive strength.

"You sleepy?" Jino stroked Nisa's head.

Nisa's eyelids started to wilt. Good thing tomorrow is still on leave until the day after tomorrow. So Nisa is free to stay up at will.

"Lumayan."

"Judah, do you sleep?"

There is no longer a statement from Nisa, the girl is not strong to resist the sleepiness that attacks. He fell asleep in a Japanese room.

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In the morning in the kitchen Nisa struggled with the busyness of housewives. He had just bought vegetables and side dishes from a mobile vegetable maker subscription for complex mothers.

Back and forth he looked at the instructions at Yutub to cook fried chicken together, vegetable asem, and sambal terasi. It took a lot longer to complete the menu. Usually just eat now must cook. I'm obviously losing Nisa. It is very desirable that he ran to the front of the complex or buy rice field on the side of the complex road, if only the determination and instinct of a wife in him did not thrash.

"Which galangal is it? What other bay leaves are those? The picture is like an ordinary leaf. This is galangal, ginger, turmeric how different is it? Dizziness!" Nisa slammed the phone onto the table. Not loud enough to make noise.

Finally, the dizzy ranking distinguishes between bay leaves and orange leaves, which are clearly very different. Nisa even put orange leaves into the vegetable. Then galangal, ginger, and turmeric he put all because he was confused. I don't know what the cuisine will be if it is eaten by Jino.

Even the spool that should use grated coconut instead he gave a piece of coconut meat in the form of dice. The salt that should have come in was changed to sugar. Nisa is truly a genius and competent to concoct something that could turn into a natural poison.

From Jino's room sniffed a strange scent. It is said to be delicious, but the smell is more pungent to ginger and orange leaves. The guy immediately put on a shirt because he just finished bathing. Then I approached Nisa in the kitchen.

"What cooking, Yank?"

"Sayur asem, temple, same chicken. Uh yeah, same thing for a tidy sambal."

Instantly Jino creeps. He used to remember, when Nisa brought a terasi sambal. It feels Jino just eat terasi only the number of terasi ranking included. Joint chicken that is predicted delicacy looks not very exciting. The color is a bit blackish, it seems a bit charred. Then the shape of the temple is also chaotic. Not to mention the vegetables that Jino checked. He tasted a little, and seemed to eat vegetables wedang ginger.

"Yank, this is what vegetable ginger?"

"Why? Yummy, right?"

"Are you in the orange leaves too?" Jino pat jidat.

"Greetings don't exist, eh don't know which one. Kumasukin aja that leaves potluck. The point is both leaves."

Astarghfirullah's. Jino stroking chest. He could not let his wife run the kitchen by herself. If you do not want anyone to enter the hospital due to collapsed cooking.

"If you don't eat gini, yank! You try it, it feels big!" jino's Scratch.

"You're not grateful to be masakin, even nagging. Yeaudah you are cooking!" Nisa cogd. He threw a spatula. And go into the room.

"Haish, what do you want to cook? Everyone has become a gini!"

Jino turned off the stove. He took a quick sip of water and followed Nisa into the room.

"Yank?" call him friendly. "Dear," repeated.

"What?!" suluh Nisa threw away face.

"Don't sulk later more beautiful," Jayu Jino sat next to Nisa.

"Would you be born again?!" spray Nisa confident.

"Yuk's breakfast?"

"Wouldn't he?!"

"We eat together."

"Jude, but it has to end! It's hard to know the cooking" exclaimed Nisa getting out of bed.

Jino relented, willing to eat the food is not clear even though his appetite and appetite has been lost somewhere. What matters is that Nisa isn't angry just yet.

It was hard for Jino to swallow the rice and the side dishes. His tongue seemed to have just entered something frightening. Nisa's cuisine is more terrible than a battle of takesi fortresses. Maybe so he thought. The sound of knocking on the door sounded loud. Nisa hurriedly opened it. While Jino took the opportunity to go to the bathroom to spit out the contents of his mouth.

"Again eating? What are you cooking?" Nevan is suspicious of her sister. He knows Nisa is not good at cooking. Put the dining box on the table. Alena sent Nevan to take breakfast to her sister's place. Alena's hunch seems right, Jino and Nisa need a proper breakfast.

"Sister Nevan?" greet Jino. His face was pale.

"Lo's out of Nisa's food poisoning?" accuse Nevan of being one hundred percent right.

"Have you tried it yourself?!" Nevan glares. Nisa shakes.

"Back!" nevan's orders. Inevitably Nisa immediately took a menu feed that was on Jino's plate. In less than five seconds, he was looking for a sink to get everything out.

"Where? Yummy?" syndicate Nevan.

"Kan Nisa is still learning, sister" said Nisa trying to defend herself. He rubbed his lips with a tissue.

"Study is learning, but don't force your husband too. You don't see that Jino's face is like someone wants to be hospitalized!"

"Yes, sorry." Nisa lowered. He just wants to learn to be a good wife, but it hurts like this. Nisa almost cried if only Jino did not immediately hug from the side.

"Udah, it's okay, Yank."

"You eat this. If you want to learn to cook, wait for Alena mengingan. Don't study alone, it's fucked. So housewives are not as easy to do your college work. It's even harder than finishing a thesis. Understand?!" Nevan speaks furiously.

Nisa nodded in understanding.

"Jaudah eat there. I'll unplug first. Oh yes, Jino, if you belom get a job, tomorrow malem to my house only. Yesterday I asked Temen, there is a job in my office cafe deket."

"Ready Brother. Thank you Brother." Jino's excited. Although Nevan is an angry handyman to Nisa, but he understands that Nevan actually only wants to educate Nisa to be better.

As soon as Nevan left, Nisa sat face down on the table. He was sad and felt guilty. Jino patted Nisa's shoulder.

"Udah, eat yuk? Bribe?" Jino opens the lunchbox Nevan brought. There is rendang and capcay also tempe mendoan which krenyes. It's appetizing.

"Yank, let's eat first." Jino tried to revive his wife's dim spirit a moment ago.

"I'm sorry?" lirih Nisa's.

"No what. Aaaa?" Jino feeds Nisa.

"While this is easy cooking first if you need to cook."

"What's easy? All the ingredients make my head mumet tofu."

"Tempe fried tofu is easy, keep bayem vegetables are also simpler."

Nisa let out a short breath. Back on the chair. His mouth was still chewing food lazily. It turned out to be true, so the wife was not easy. Just cooking business, he was sluggish first. How later. Nisa forgot, all this time she used to live a practical life. Laundry laundry, prepared meals or delivery messages, some houses never. Nisa has to start everything from zero. Or she will lose her identity as a wife. So much his determination and intention in heart.

"Why, Yank? Still thinking of Nevan's sister?" Jino couldn't bear to see Nisa daydream.

Nisa shakes. "I will try to be a good wife to you. You are patient if for example I am still a lot wrong and can not this it?"

Jino smiled. He peeped at Nisa's cheek. The girl was embarrassed. "We learn together. Build a household can not only be from one side only. It should be both so that the pole is strong and not easily collapsed."

"Wake up another one?"

Jino's confused. "meaning?"

"Wake up and take a shower."

"It's a song."

"Yank, it's legal, right,"

"He'em? Continues to?"

"When are we the first night?"

Nisa's question made Jino's esophagus choke on food. Nisa took water for Jino.

"Morning don't talk about it, Yank! Not focusing!" jino said with a cough.

"Why really? Is it halal?"

Jino weighed for a moment. It was also true what Nisa said. Jino frown to make sure the safe state is under control. He did not want to fail again and ended up in the bathroom befriending soap.

"Now?"

"Can. Who's afraid."

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