FLAVOR ANALOGY

Flailing

“He's your husband, why do you call him brother?” Tanya Mama Alya did not understand and did not agree with the call ‘kak’ that Shila used to call the Emperor.

“I wouldn't if you likened your call to him to your call for me. I am your brother and since he is already married to you then the Emperor should also call me brother. While he's your husband, when you call brother also.” Andra shook her head.

The emperor was only speechless watching the small debate between the members of the Shila family. Just because a call is now the atmosphere of the dining table becomes crowded.

“He himself told me to call him brother” Shila pointed to the Emperor with a spoon that he would use to take the side dish.

“You keep calling me Prof, and I'm already your husband Mil. Of course I don't want you to call me Prof if you're not on campus.” The Emperor finally opened his mouth to defend himself.

“Mil?” repeat Mama Alya and Andra together.

“Prof Kai calls me Mamil which stands for Mama Shila.” Shila gave a lip to hold back her smile. To be honest he was a little embarrassed by the call the Emperor had given him.

“Then call your husband Papai. Papa the Emperor, it's not the same as Mamil. Don't call him sister because he's not your brother.” Andra gave her idea.

Shila instead looked at the Emperor asking for approval, just because of the call issue only Andra and Mama Alya were noisy. “Bagimana, what do you want to call Prof?” Shila asked her husband's opinion.

The emperor had his shoulders lowered, it seemed that his wife was hard not to call him Prof. “Reach better than you keep calling me Prof. How can we be close if you keep calling me that, like we're in an academic environment.”

Until the wedding is registered and they both have a wedding reception. So there will be no skewed gossip circulating about the two because of their sudden marriage and it is true because of an accident. But not because of an accident that causes pregnancy first.

“Alright, just because of the call only you and Mama until this series.” Sewot Shila glanced back at Andra. While the glimpsed just cuek just continue his dinner.

“You want a side dish what Pai?” Shila repeated the question to her husband.

“I want to ati ampela bacem, sambel and lalapan course Mil.” Appoint the Emperor to use his chin on the side dish he wants to eat.

Shila painstakingly took it and thrust it to the Emperor. After that it was her turn to take food for herself. “Enough?” Shila asked to confirm back whether the side dish she had taken for the Emperor was enough for her husband or not.

“Quite Miles, thanks.” The Emperor said with a smile on his lips while taking the plate offered by his new wife.

There was no serious conversation during dinner. Only mild questions from Andra and also Mama Alya to the Emperor to get to know his son-in-law better.

After dinner, the Emperor and Shila both said goodbye to return home. The Emperor had also told Mama Alya that her in-laws were free at any time if they wanted to visit Shila or ask Shila to stay at her old house.