Give me back my happiness

Dinner

The car that Gaka and Hania boarded had arrived in front of the courtyard of Hania's old house. Even though the house is empty, the yard still looks neat and clean. Before Hania migrated to Jakarta, she advised her neighbors beside the house to look after and clean her house.

"Assalamualaikum" said Hania as she stood at the door. Beside the house, the cart that says 'mendoan Bu Mirna' is still there, only it looks worn by dust. Reminds him back in the past when he and his mother always scavenged for sustenance using the wagon.

But alas, now when he found life good and happy enough, his parents could not watch in person. They have been at peace in the most beautiful place.

"Why? Keinget must be selling fried foods."

Gaka's words made Hania aware. The woman nodded. "I miss those days. It feels like just yesterday I was busy helping the sales mother. Now you know you want to be a mother. Didn't expect to be your wife, the first person who is pretentious not to eat mendoan, already know it feels addictive."

Gaka. "Lupain what the hell, dyinget mulu. I don't want to, alibi because I want to see your face."

"What's? You look at my face, Mas!"

"Now, baby. 'We will discuss what used to be. If now you are cute, first aja amit-amit because lo judes plus talk also sengak, make people annoyed."

"You're worse than me. Stiff-necked." Hania replied with a thawing mouth.

"I'm born, that's the price of death."

"Hopefully don't go down to your son, Mas. It'll be your two rivals."

Hania took the key that was tucked into the side neighbor of the house. Then invite Gaka in to rest first, while the driver who drove them had returned to Abian's house. And Raga told me she was going with Abian to check out the branch, and she'll be back in the afternoon by evening. Gaka did not care, put the phone and lie down on the sofa.

Maybe because of fatigue, Gaka to sleep without moving places.

Hania shook her head, then left the house to just greet the neighbor and say thank you for taking care of his house. Stop by the stall to buy groceries for dinner later.

Tempeh, tofu, sea fish, chicken meat, spinach, potatoes, carrots, complete with kitchen spices and two kilo grams of rice. All the groceries have been in the can, when it reaches the yard, in the face of some neighbors who ask for news and marriage. The neighbors no one knew that he was married, naturally they asked.

"Akhs! Goddamnit! Go-go! Far away from me! Far-away!"

"Pramps! Hiduprak! The clontang!" The noise came from inside the house, Hania immediately returned home.

"Mas, astagfirullah, what's wrong?! Why, Mas?" Hania was surprised to see Gaka rise above the seat backrest, still fortunately not toppled.

"Meoong-meong ...."

"No, the animal's circle. Kek**, I slept he's sleeping over my juniors! Hih ... very amused, want me to giggle but I'm not touch him."

"For example, Mas .. funny animal gini you enemyin, anyway. She's pretty, my favorite cat that I have with Dila, the child next to the house," said Hania holding and stroking the fur of the cat that is thick and long.

"Pretty what? Cake gitu pakek named pretty, elegance. Give me the name of Dompret."

"You are Mas, you have always wanted to."

"It's important that the king was his retreat. Pegel my feet!"

Hania giggling. "Liat kiddo, your father's just as scared as a cat."

"Eh, what is that. Error, yes! Not scared, but ticklish."

The drama about cats is over. Hania evacuated her beloved cat back to Dila. Then she continued cooking for dinner.

The gaka? Enough to be a judge and a spectator. Because every want to help it ends frisky, arguing and eye-eyelyan. Finally, Hania told Gaka to sit down and watch.

After praying Maghrib in the nearby mosque, the two continued to eat dinner. During dinner, the roar of the car stopped in the front yard.

"I opened the door first, yes, Mas," said Hania. Gaka nodded. Soon Hania returns with the presence of Raga and someone who makes Gaka choke.

"No. Just relax," Gaka replied after spending half the water.

"Please come to dinner. I cooked a lot." Hania interrupted.

Raga and Abian took a seat across from them. The two took turns eating.

"There is no intention of free food, there is an office report that we have to discuss" Abian said.

Gaka shrugged his shoulders. "So." Right."

The atmosphere is quite awkward. Hania herself chose to be quiet even though she wanted to just say hello to Abian.

Gaka glanced at his wife and Abian alternately, only to realize something. "Darling, you moved sit here."

Hania frowning. "Emang why?"

"Udah, just move on." Gaka stood up, preparing to switch positions.

Because Hania never moved, Gaka bowed and whispered very softly. "Splash moved! I don't want you to face Abian!"

Hania shook her head in disbelief and then finally moved to the chair that Gaka was sitting in.

"Han, congratulations on your pregnancy. Hopefully, when the delivery will be smooth, you and the baby are healthy."

"Aamiinu. Thanks, Mas," Hania replied with a smile. Just to appreciate Abian.

But Gaka was like a hot worm.

"If you want to pray, doain me!" saith.

"Who wants the birth of your wife, why do you ask for prayer. At the doain to be a widower, will you?"

"Have a son! Keep bacot lo! Never met, once met make a sprain. Want me to go bust?!"

"Mas, what, the hell, I'm getting a fuss." Hania.

"Lo Denger, didn't he say what?" Gaka's getting pissed.

"Yes, it doesn't have to be extended. Eating no good anymore."

After dinner, Gaka, Raga and Abian move into the front room.

"It's still jealous of me" Abian said.

Gaka.

"If your love is strong, there should be no need to fear your wife turning to me. Your confidence is low. Look, I'm just a disabled man, there's not a fingernail in elo." Abian smiled lightly. As if laughing at himself.

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Up to make ngobatin kangen you guys, yes. After this, how is the direct part? Last episode though? Ask for approval. ⁇ 🤭