Hate Is Love's

Romantic Couple

“I want to eat the rich plump eggs that Geya made yesterday.”

“Yes I've made,” Geya is about to get up from her seat.

“But Rafa mas make.”

Geya stopped her movement as soon as she heard Dayana's next speech. He looked at Rafa who was also looking at him.

“Telor rich how, Ge?” ask Rafa.

“Let me teach you, bang.”

Rafa wakes up from his seat and follows Geya to the kitchen. Friends, Daffa and Zar who were in the kitchen were curious about what Geya would do. Especially behind him Rafa followed. They wondered if Rafa, who used to use a scalpel, should now hold a kitchen knife.

“I saranin yes, bang. As long as Aya's sister is pregnant, the stock of eggs should not run out. I taught you how to make the sauce yes.”

Geya quickly prepared all the necessary materials. Rafa carefully pays attention to the ingredients needed to make the sausage. Geya took the knife and cutting board.

“White brunette kept chopped. Same onion also sliced boxes.”

After the garlic and bombay are peeled. Geya gives an example of how to cut onions for a while, then leave her job to Rafa. The heart surgeon continued Geya's work slicing onions. Then he clapped the garlic and chopped it off.

“Ok, now sauteed. Sauteed with sesame oil yes, bang. To taste, sauteed until fragrant. Keep adding oyster sauces, sambel sauces, English soy sauce, soy sauce, sugar, equal flavoring slices of red cayenne pepper keep adding a little water.”

Rafa does as Geya tells him to. He added the material that the girl had mentioned earlier. His hand continued to move around stirring his sausage until it was slightly thick then turning off the fire.

“Now make telor ceploknya.”

A pan is already available on the stove. Rafa put a little margarine on it. After all the surface of the pan is smeared with margarine, quietly open two eggs and put in a pan. Geya shrunk the stove, she also sprinkled a little salt on top of the yolk.

“Ngga need to be reversed, the egg yolk must be whole aja rich gini. Kak Aya likes the dry edges.

All Geya's directives were well done by Rafa. The eggs have begun to mature, and the edges are dry, only the middle is still intact colored cake.

“Nah now enter the rice to the plate, taro telor ceploknya above the rice continue to add the sauce. Finish.”

Rafa looked at his work. Even though it is just a shortfall, it still requires effort as well, especially when making sausages. Rafa brought the plate with his wife's order of food and returned to the living room. Dayana's eyes sparkled to see her ordered food so.

“You're bribed?” tawar Rafa's.

“Mau.”

Rafa cuts the eggs and then takes the rice with a spoon and steals it on Dayana. Both of the woman's thumbs were raised, praising the results of her husband's cooking. Meanwhile, in the kitchen, like Rafa, Daffa approached the pan and tasted the sauce made by Rafa.

“Ehmm.

“Who was his teacher, Geya,” was proud.

“Eh brother. Can I bring food to the hospital?” continued Geya.

“When?”

“When you want to. What tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow I shift malem.”

“Tuesday morning I bring breakfast, will you? Must want dong?”

“Ya can.”

“Force really. Have a crush on Daffa?” ceplos Zar's.

“Emang why yes? Bang Daffa would like to apply for residency.”

Uhuk..

Back Daffa was made to cough at Geya's words. Zar heard it. He was one hundred percent sure that what Geya said was the wishes of his cousin, not the wishes of Daffa. Neither friend could help his smile. It turns out that the sister is in the middle of a girl who is crazy about him.

“Sorry yes, Ge. I'm not getting married before the friend bang. I don't want to be cursed into flip-flops with him.”

A toyoran landed on Daffa's head. The man just looked at the brother who did it. Zar approaches Geya and embraces her cousin's sister. With a serious face he said.

“A true lecture. Dapet good grades and don't be shy daddy Nan. You want an internship, right? Mending the apprenticeship first. Where do you want an internship? In the same office brother.”

“Ngga. I want to intern at Ibn Sina hospital.”

“Ngapain intern there? Mo is a mopper?”

Geya poked her lips at Zar. His cousin's words were the same as his grandfather's. Daffa thought for a moment. If Geya interns at the hospital where she works, you can be sure she will be made dizzy by the girl.

“Bang, in the hospital there is a public relations section too right? I want to intern in the publicist section aja.”

“Ge.. mending internship in daddy's office or same brother.”

“Ngga mau.”

“You don't be shy.”

“Bodo. Anyway I want to intern at Ibn Sina. I'd like to tell papa Reyhan,” Geya quickly left the kitchen.

“Papa?” muttered Zar confused.

“Hahaha... congratulations yes, Daf.”.

My friend hugged his sister's shoulder. Daffa can only cast a ring. Zar shook his head. Geya could directly call Reyhan with the name papa, but not necessarily the man wanted to be called like that by Geya.

“Sepupu who the hell is it,” murmured Zar.

“Elo!!” compact Daffa and Friends with a laugh.

Arriving in the living room, Geya immediately searched for Reyhan's whereabouts. Then his eyes caught Reyhan and Ayunda talking to his mommy and daddy. The girl quickly approached. He sat himself on Kenan's side. His eyes looked at the prospective in-laws who were in front of him while throwing a smile.

“Ngapain you here?” ask Kenan suspiciously.

“Ish daddy, that's very nanyanya. Ehm.. if in Ibn Sina there is a public relations section no?” Geya looked at Reyhan.

“There. Why?” answer Reyhan.

“I can't intern there? Can yes, pa.”

Kenan's eyes immediately rounded to hear Geya calling Reyha papa. Zahra turned her face the other way, embarrassed to meet Reyhan and Ayunda. Reyhan just gawked at Geya calling him papa, while Ayunda as much as possible held his smile.

“You want to intern there? When?” reyhan asked after losing his surprise.

“Ngga. Let him intern at my office,” by Kenan.

“Ish daddy, I don't want nepotism. I want to intern at Ibn Sina, period. Can yes, pa.”

“Bby. Later try om uh papa ask to the public relations section.”

“Asik. thanks papa. Mama don't mind if I intern there?” Geya looked at Ayunda.

“Ngga kok,” Ayunda replied with a smile.

“Mama is very good papa, thanks ya.”

Geya got up from her seat. Before leaving he kissed Ayunda and Reyhan's cheeks first, then immediately left his parents and future in-laws his version. Kenan was only able to pat her forehead looking at the behavior of the child.

“Aduh, sorry our son, mas Rey, mba Yunda,” said Zahra.

“Ngga nothing, Zahra,” Ayunda replied with a smile.

“Geya seems to like Daffa yes,” guess Reyhan.

“Iya, mass. Ouh tuh child shy,” said Kenan.

“Maklum aja, his name is young.”

“Ya mending if Daffanya wants. There are also children sawan see the behavior of Geya.”

“Hahaha.

“Mas Rey same mba Yunda had three boys, high quality all. After Aqeel married, now the friend who again pedekate the same Ila and Daffa dipepet Geya.”

“Your son is also beautiful, Ra. I like Geya,” Ayunda replied.

A smile of relief appeared on Zahra's face. It turned out that Ayunda did not blame Geya's miraculous attitude at all. They also did not refuse to be called mother and father by his son.

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Dayana's pregnancy is over. The prospective old man had also returned to his residence. Everyone present had also left Kevin's residence one by one. Friends took the initiative to drive Vanila home. The man took Vanila to his car.

“Abang has been busy lately huh,” asked Vanila as they were on their way.

“Lumayan. Why why?”

“Ngga anything.”

Vanila turned her head to the side window. He was still annoyed at the friend who still had not proposed to him to date. It has been two months since the wedding of Dayana and Rafa. Since the man's return from Singapore, their relationship has grown closer but Friend has not had any sign of proposing to him.

“We take a walk to the park. I want to breathe air segaaaaarrr,” replied Vanila half annoyed.

Without asking again, Friend immediately drove his vehicle to one of the parks. Once there, he invited Vanilla to come down. They surround the park while enjoying the afternoon air. Some children play in the park with their parents. Friends then took Vanila to sit in one of the chairs.

“Why you? From earlier it looks like bete.”

“Abang think by yourself.”

“You're angry with brother?”

“Iya, I'm really keseeeeel same brother. Brother tuh nyebelin, not sensitive, make people bete!”

Friend scratched his head, he had absolutely no idea what caused Vanila to be angry at him. He saw Vanila who still had a sullen face. His brain worked hard thinking about what mistakes he had made.

“You're angry why? What wrong brother? Try talking, brother doesn't understand.”

Vanila was still sitting on her back to her friend. He was really upset, this man beside him was completely insensitive to what he was feeling. Slowly he turned his head to Friend. Patiently the man was still waiting for Vanila to open her mouth. Finally the girl turned her body. Now they sit facing.

“Abang is serious not the same as me?”

“Ya serious dong. Why?”

“Again decetin I do what try? He said he's not getting halal dating but there's no action!”

For a moment, Friend was still silent thinking about Vanila's words. But then he understood the meaning of the girl in front of him. Her face revealed a smile, but Vanila was waiting for her to propose.

“You're ready brother lamar?”

“Everybody is not ready yes must be ready.”

“Yes can't do that. I want you to be ready first, then I'm going to bed. Brother doesn't want you to be forced to accept brother.”

“Who feels compelled too? Brother intention not to apply me?”

“Ok, next week brother will apply for you. Tell your parents, yes.”

A smile rose on Vanilla's face. The girl lowered her head after realizing that she had just forced Friend to propose to her. Friend just smiled looking at Vanila's adorable attitude. After dropping off Vanila, he would talk about the proposal to his parents.

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While humming a little, Stella put in her husband's newly finished work clothes ironed by him. After returning from Kevin's house, the woman immediately prepared her husband's work clothes that will be worn tomorrow. Tamar just came out of the bathroom. His body was fresher after being exposed to water. He approached Stella who was standing in front of the closet. The body of the wife from behind.

“Sayang.”

“Hmm.”

“Late week tomorrow we take a walk, go outside.”

“Tumbens. Brother does not work?”

“Last week am I off.”

“Oh yes.”

Stella releases Tamar's embrace and then turns her body around. The woman stood in front of Tamar while she held her hands together. Both of Tamar's hands immediately wrapped around his wife's waist.

“Abang to vacation where?”

“Where ever, the important two are the same as you.”

“Ok, bang.”

“You've finished coming month?”

“Udah. Didn't you see me praying?”

“Cuma mastiin only, dear.”

Stella raised her neck as Tamar kissed her neck. Her hands were squeezing her husband's hair and****** was coming out of her mouth. He knew that Tamar had been eager to touch him. Maybe the man also wants to soon have momongan like Dayana and Rafa.

Stela shrieked softly as Tamar lifted her body. The man clasped his wife's lips while walking towards the bed. He sat himself on the side of the bed with Stella on his lap. Their lips are still on. Tamar's hands began to guerrilla release the clothes attached to her body.

Then he slowly laid Stella's body on the bed. He opened a shirt that covered his upper body. Stella smiled at her husband as Tamar began to draw her closer. Before long, the two started a romance scene. The atmosphere of the room slowly but surely began to warm due to the activity of both.

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After leaving his private workspace, Irzal searches for his wife's whereabouts. He found Arsy sitting daydreaming on the balcony. The woman sat on the sofa hugging her knees. His eyes looked straight ahead. Look at the lights out front there. His mind floated at the family's thanksgiving event this afternoon. Undeniably, his heart was a little envious at Dayana's happiness.

Heard his long breath. He immediately expelled the envious feeling that had once melted him. What happened to Dayana was a blessing that God gave her. What happened to him, is a destiny that must be accepted and lived. He believed God had prepared another happiness for him.

Arsy was stunned when Irzal came and sat down beside the woman. His hand was on the wife's shoulder. Arsy landed his head on her husband's shoulder. A kiss landed on the top of Arsy's head.

“What do you think?”

“Ngga no, mas.”

“You definitely want to be like Aya.”

Chief Arsy looked up at her husband's words. Irzal turned his head to his wife and landed a kiss on her lips. His hand rubbed Arsy's cheek gently. His eyes continued to look at his wife's two neutrals.

“If it's time, we will definitely get happiness like them. You just need to be patient.”

“Iya, mas.”

“When are you going back to the hospital? Daffa asked you.”

“Did you let me go back to the hospital?”

“Of course. Being a doctor is your passion, you also still have to complete your internship. Why should you ban it? Don't you want to take residency?”

“Mas still supports me?”

“Of course, darling. You will always support your dreams. Don't be sad anymore. Now I will make more time for you. We're enjoying our time together even longer. Once your break is over, we'll promil again. How?”

“Iya, mas.”

Arsy's smile came up hearing her husband's words. His hands hugged Irzal's waist while thrusting his head into the chest of the husband's field. Seeing Irzal's attitude that is always gentle, loving and always supporting him, makes Arsy sure that sadness will soon go from him.

“Mas has a gift for you.”

“What gift?”

“Sebentar.”

Irzal broke his embrace, then went inside. He returned shortly with his guitar. The man sat down next to his wife. He started tuning his guitar. Arsy's eyes sparkled at Irzal who was about to sing for him. Since marriage, the man has never sung specifically for her. She first saw her husband singing during the succession show Infinity Corp.

“What song do you want to sing, baby?”

“What aja, the important mas who sing.”

“Ok.”

Irzal played his guitar for a while, making sure that there were no more discordant notes on his guitar. He looked at his wife's face for a moment before starting to play his guitar. A rhythmic song was being played by him. While looking at Arsy's face, Irzal began his singing.

“Help me with your smile. When I go home. Hugged me by my forehead

Lighten the burden on my shoulders. T’lah far away I walked. Wade through time.

Only foryou. Try picking up a star. Then I take it home. It's just for you. I want you to be a place. Where I lean from my tired. I want you to be a place. Where I stopped to calm my soul. O uwo wo wo. You o uwo.”

Arsy's smile expands hearing her husband's sweet voice. His head moves to the rhythm of the song played by Irzal through his guitar quotes. Irzal continued to sing while not looking at the beautiful face of his wife. A kiss was given by the man while he was still playing his guitar.

“I want you to be a place. Where I lean from my tired. I want you to be a place. Where I stopped to calm my soul. I want you to be a place. Where I lean from my tired. I want you to be a place. Where do I stop to calm my soul.”

The song that Irzal sang ended. Arsy applauded, his heart was happy to get a song full of meaning for him. The woman immediately hugged her husband's body. Irzal landed a kiss on the top of his head.

“The song is good, mas. I like.”

“That's what you mean to me, baby. Don't be sad anymore. Together we can get through this. If you still feel sad, do not hesitate to share your sadness with me.”

“Iya, mas.”

“You want to request a song especially? Tonight I'm a special snacker for you.”

Arsy's little laugh sounded. She thought for a moment, then the woman whispered another in her husband's ear. Irzal nodded his head. He then started strumming his guitar. Sing another theme of love, a special request of the wife. His eyes looked lovingly at his wife.

“Always said I would know where to find love. Always thought I'd be ready and strong enough. But some times I just felt I could give up. But you came and you changed my whole world now. I'm somewhere I've never been before. Now I see, what love means. It's so unbelievable. And I don't want to let it go. Something so beautiful. Flowing down like a waterfall. I feel like you've always been. Forever a part of me. And it's so unbelievable. To finally be in love. Somewhere I'd never thought I'd be.”

Hearing Irzal sing one of his favorite songs, making Arsy also sing along. Irzal stopped his singing, giving his wife a chance to sing the song. She continues to accompany Arsy singing until the song is over.

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**This pair² makes ngiri aja ya😍

Who wants to join the song, the first song from Naff, the title When I Go Home. The second song by Craig David is Unbelievable. Hope you guys like ya😉**