Hate Is Love's

Being the Idle Wife

Hearing the news that Abbas has been caught by Zar, Richie begins to calm down. The man was non-stop walking back and forth. Occasionally from his mouth came out swearing. He was really upset, why Abbas could have lost it and got caught by Zar. Though the man had warned his best friend to remain vigilant.

Diki and three bodyguards who accompanied Abbas to Sakura's hotel were scolded by Richie. They are considered not to be able to maintain the safety of his best friend. Among the four of them, only Diki looked relaxed, while his three friends looked furious. Because Richie is only a guest and not their main task to look after Richie and his three friends.

“Stupid basis! Why did you guys miss, huh?” richie's wrath vented his frustration.

“Sorry boss, not so our story..”.

“Diam lo! I suspect the same elo, elo was also the one who took care of Daus when he caught the same Zar. And now Abbas is the same. Elo must be a spy for Zar, right?!”

Richie's words suddenly put Diki's position in danger. His three friends looked at him. The man immediately twisted his brain to escape the accusations of Richie and the suspicions of his colleagues.

“Bos.. I'm on duty to take care of you. But the boss asked me if I agreed when Abbas went to Sakura's hotel. Jono, you heard when I said no to Abbas, didn't you?” Diki looked at one of his colleagues.

“Yes, Diki is great Abbas is just his stubborn self.”

“Aaahhh.. I don't trust you all!”

“If you don't believe us, please leave this place! We have no obligation to take care of you. We do this at the request of Mr Alvaro, no more!”

Richie was shocked when someone interrupted their conversation. From the outside of the room, a well-built man, tanned skin, and several tattoos adorned his arms. He is Rinto or better known as Rambo. Rambo is the second man in the margarita gank.

Rambo threw his ass on the couch over there. One of his men immediately gave a drink to the man. Rambo's eyes continued to look at Richie who since his arrival began to remain silent. The man sat down in front of Rambo.

“What happened to your three friends is not really our fault. Daus sought his own troubles by kidnapping one of the Wisdom families. Yuke seduced online game until caught by your enemy. And lastly Abbas, his own fault that can never hold his n*fs. Where is our fault? You can still breathe until now because we take care of you. If you and your friends do not mess around, you all still stay safe.”

Rambo's long speech, successfully silenced the mouth of Richie who had previously continued to blame the gank margarita for not being able to look after his friends. Diki was quite relieved by Rambo's arrival, at least stopping the suspicion and the hot ball rolling on him earlier.

“You should also be more careful from now on!” Rambo looks at the three Diki colleagues.

“Iya, boss.”

“And you.. how are your injuries?” Rambo looked at Diki.

“It's been improved boss.”

For the sake of the totality of acting, Diki was willing to take blows from his own comrades in order to avoid suspicion from the others. Once there was nothing more to say, Rambo chose to leave. All three of Diki's colleagues also left the room. When Diki is about to leave, Richie holds him back.

“Yesterday you saw anyone who came when Abbas was arrested.”

“Zar.”

“Job! Is it just Zar?”

“Zar same female but I don't know.”

“Who? How's the feature?”

“His skin is white, his hair is long black, nose is pointed, eyebrows are thick, beautiful anyway.”

“Renata..” mumbled Richie slowly.

He was very sure that the woman Diki mentioned was Renata. Hearing that Richie grew furious. The woman whose life had been ruined by him, could still roam free, even succeeding in capturing Abbas. Richie clenched his hands tightly, the look in his eyes showing such deep hatred towards Renata.

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“Arsy.”

The sound of Renata calling the pregnant woman when entering the mall area along with Stella and Dayana. They agreed to meet and have lunch together. In addition to the four women, Iza, wife of Aqeel was also invited to join. The five beautiful women sat together at one of the tables in the Rose cafe.

“How are you doing, Sy?” ask Renata while splashing with Arsy.

“Alhamdulillah good.”

Not only on Arsy, Renata also did the same on the two newlyweds, Stella and Dayana. They immediately joined Renata and Iza who had come first. Dayana's eyes were immediately fixed on Iza's stomach that had been bulging. The woman was six months old.

“How many months has it been, Za?” dayana asked while stroking Iza's stomach.

“Alhamdulillah six months.”

“Yeah I want to get pregnant quickly rich you guys. How many months are you, Sy?”

“New two months.”

“Lo don't want to have kids fast, Stel?” Dayana looked at her cousin.

“If I was ajatanya ajalah, not too ngoyo too. Tamar still knows each other. Still dating is the cool term. So enjoy it first.”

“Where is Tamar?” ask Arsy curiously.

“Yes that's it. But he's nice, just a little hard on him. But he never snapped at me when he said that. And one more thing, he always eats my cooking without protesting. Though my cooking taste is still ambiguous, hihihi.”

Stella giggled to herself as she recalled trying to make corn parchment. In addition to the crushed shape melted because the woman did not add flour to glue the dough, it also tastes sweet. The sweet taste of corn is sweeter because Stella adds sugar to the corn paste.

“Kok I pity ya bang Tamar if you hear the story lo. Fortunately he did not enter the hospital because of poisoning,” said Dayana while laughing.

“Rese. What does my food taste like?”

Stella's question immediately drew another laugh. For Dayana and Iza, there is no need to question their skills in cooking. Their husbands' stomachs were already spoiled with the taste of their delicious cuisine. Different from Arsy and Stella. During the marriage even Arsy had never cooked specifically for her husband. They always eat downstairs, and all the food of her mother-in-law.

“Sy.. you have been married for a long time, you have no desire that masakin for husband elo?” ask Dayana.

“Pengen. I'm just confused what to cook.”

“Ya cook favorite food husband elo lah.”

“Well that's it, I can't.”

“Learn, neng. Do not learn nyuntik same sewing wounds, learn to cook too. Emang lo do not want my dear Bibie lo added bucin same elo?”

“That bill, beautiful capital same pinter doang not suffice. We must also be able to satisfy our husband's stomach,” said Stella.

“Heleh style you say,” ledek Dayana.

“Eh I have not been a cook. But I try to cook even though the taste is ambiguous. Which bang Tamar saw it was my attempt to make a dish for her. That's why he never protested even though it feels creepy.”

Hearing the words of his two cousins, Arsy became stunned himself. During her time as Irzal's wife, she had only cooked for her husband once, it was just fried rice that did not taste bad. The rest of them eat more Azkia-made dishes or buy outside.

“Sy. mother Azkia is a cook. Why don't you learn to cook from mommy?” Iza who had just been silent, started talking.

“Mama Nara is also a cook. He is a males learning,” timpal Dayana.

“Gue is busy in the hospital,” is Arsy.

“That's right. You may be busy in the hospital, but do not forget the duty as a wife. I am sure that Irzal is the loyal type, but it would be great if you can do other things that make you more perfect in his eyes, one of which is cooking. Let him add klepek same elo.”

Arsy just nodded his head. What Dayana said has a point, too. It seems that from now on she will take the time to learn to cook for her husband.

“Eh yes, Ren. I heard that Abbas is stuck?” Stella changed the subject.

“Yes, he's stuck. Stay Richie aja.”

“Sabar, Ren. I'm sure Richie will soon be ready for.”

“Still, Za.”

A smile was imprinted on Renata's face. He enjoys getting a lot of support from those around him. The woman promised not to remember the bad memories that had destroyed her life and would only look to the future, becoming a better person again.

“Eh I unplug it first. Bang Tamar has been picked up,” Stella woke up from her seat.

“Bareng Stel, Rafa mas also picked up.”

The two beautiful women immediately say goodbye to Arsy, Renata and Iza Iau rushed to leave the cafe. Aqeel came to pick up his wife, Iza stood up and left Arsy and Renata. Only two of the women survive there.

“Bang Irzal don't pick up?” ask Renata. Just now he got a message from Zar who was going to pick him up.

“Mas Bibie still has meetings. He's got a new project, so still often overtime,” Arsy's face looks sad because only he is not picked up by the husband.

“Sabar, Sy. right your husband is working for you and your child-to-be, no longer inattentive.”

“Iya. You how? Zar want to pick up?”

“Ngga, coking.”

“Totally?”

“She said she wanted to pick up but didn't know what time. Today I have no activities. What if we cook together? You want what makes bang Irzal, let me help.”

Arsy's eyes seemed sparkling to hear the offer from Renata. His originally gloomy face turned into a sumringah. Hearing Renata will teach him how to cook, makes him excited again. The two immediately left the cafe and headed to the supermarket to shop for groceries.

“What do you want to cook?” asked Renata while pushing the trolley.

“I want to make a favorite cuisine mas Bibie, chicken soy sauce, capcay same corn paste.”

“Ok, let's go shopping.”

First the two women headed to a box filled with vegetables. Renata includes sweet corn, carrots, broccoli, baby corn, peafowl, garlic and Bombay onions. Then they take complementary spices such as flavoring, oyster sauce, soy sauce, soy sauce and mushroom sauce.

Finished buying vegetables and seasonings, they headed for the place of the merchant. Arsy chose the chicken part of the thigh, because it was Irzal's favorite part. Then the woman bought eggs and flour.

“The food is all. What do you want to do for the desert?”

“What yes? Pudding?”

“Pudding fruit yes let fresh. Nice also blind your pregnancy.”

“Ok.”

Renata added pudding powder and some fruits to his shopping trolley. After there was nothing else to buy, they walked towards the cashier. While pushing his trolley, Renata replies to Zar. He asked the man to go straight to the supermarket. Not being careful, his shopping trolley crashed into someone else's trolley.

“Sorry,” said Renata.

“Rena..” hiss the woman whose trolley was hit by Renata.

Looking at the woman in front of him, Renata was shocked. So did that woman. His eyes were round looking at the woman who was thought to have ruined his son's life. The woman who turns out to be Jelita, Richie's mother looks at Renata with a sharp gaze.

“You.. turns out to be alive also you. Basic girl accursed!”

“Please take care of mother's words!” Arsy who did not like to hear him instantly replied to the woman's words.

“You can still live a good life, while my son is somewhere after you ruined his life.”

“What's wrong, ma'am? Richie and his friends ruined my life. Luckily I have a lot of people who have always supported me to this day. If now Richie's life suffering is his own fault! I will wait for his self-destruction.”

There's no fear in Renata anymore. He does not want to be a victim who is persecuted continuously. Jelita treats her son as a victim of Renata. If the woman used to successfully intimidate him, not now. He was determined to fight anyone who tried to bring him down.

“Basic girls are shameless! Brash woman! No thank you. If we don't finance you, you might just be a jerk!”

“Please be careful with mother's remarks. I worked in my mother's family in exchange for the money she spent on me. Mom thought I didn't know that she received a lot of donations because she always carried the name of where my orphanage lived. Only the mother and God know whether all the money from the donation that the mother gave or not.”

“YAAA!! Brash kid!!”

Jelita's hand had been raised and was ready to land on Renata's cheek. But a hand restrains Jelita's movements. Zar who came in time, held the woman's hand. He let go of Jelita's hand and stood in front of Renata.

“I ask mom to leave, don't bother Rena anymore. If mom still bothers him, then I will not hesitate to act rude.”

Releasing Jelita's sharp gaze immediately left Renata and the others. He pushed his shopping cart away from there. Zar looked at Renata who was trying to dampen his emotions.

“You have nothing?” ask Zar.

“I have nothing.”

“Sy.. you have nothing?”

“Ngga, coking.”

“Lo's face is a bit of a shoot.”

“Custom, the name is also pregnant. I again less n*fsu eat, so the shoots continue to carry.”

Arsy tries to calm his twin sister. Actually her stomach was a little heartburn seeing the quarrel of Renata and Jelita. Thankfully, the heartburn is gone now. Together with Zar, they marched to the cashier to pay for groceries.

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Arsy looked on in disbelief at the three dishes on the table of his work through the help of Renata. The woman painstakingly taught Arsy how to process the ingredients she had bought into her husband's favorite dish. While cooking earlier Arsy continued to record the recipe that Renata said. He also did everything Renata had ordered. And as a result, Irzal's favorite food is arranged on the table.

“Yeah I can't believe that this is all I'm making,” muttered Arsy slowly.

“My candidates are cool. Adek I whose cuisine random adul can also make delicious cuisine.”

With annoyance Arsy punched the back of the brother. But once a smile of happiness flashed on his face. Renata helps her cut vegetables and prepare other ingredients, while for the seasoning the woman asks Arsy who made it himself for her instructions. And while correcting the taste, Renata also let that madam Irzal do it. That is so that Arsy's tongue gets used to it and can feel if there is anything lacking with his cooking.

“Sy. want dong, I laper nih.”

“Ngga. My husband ate ex-elo. Eat outside.”

“Pelit lo.”

“Ajid yuk, I made food for you at home KiJo,” caju Renata.

“Yes, no php.”

“Iya. What do you want to masakin?”

“What matters is that you cook.”

“Please a balado cockroach as cicek,” said Arsy.

“Dasar adek durhakim no thanks.”

“Bodo. Wleee.”

Renata just laughed at Zar and Arsy's argument. He immediately took Zar away from Arsy's residence. After Renata and Zar leave, Arsy closes the food and the woman heads to the bathroom to clean herself up.

Finished bathing Arsy was surprised to see Irzal who had come. With pleasure to embrace the body of the husband who so missed him. Irzal landed a kiss on the top of his wife's head and then unraveled his embrace.

“His embrace don't be long. My body is dirty as dust and sweat, smells too.”

“Ngga nothing, I like. I love the smell of sweat mas that has been working hard for his wife and future children.”

“Yes my wife is so sweet,” Irzal kisses Arsy's lips.

“Mas shower first, yes. Abis is eating. I've made my favorite meal mas.”

“Oh yes? So can't wait to eat.”

“Mandi first, darling.”

Arsy pushed her husband's body into the bathroom. After preparing a change of clothes for her husband, she immediately headed for the dining room. She will prepare food for her husband.

Irzal's body was fresher after being splashed with cold water. He's heading to the dining table. Arsy was pouring water into a glass. His eyes immediately caught his favorite food on the table.

“This is you who made?” asked Irzal while pulling a chair.

“Iya, mass. Rena taught me. Let's try.”

Arsy took the rice and put the chicken soy sauce, capcay and corn paste into her husband's plate. Her heart was hopefully anxious as Irzal began to taste his food. The man hasn't said anything. He was still chewing the food that had just entered his mouth.

“Where, mas?”

“Enak, dear.”

“Bener, mas?”

“Iya. Here eat with mas.”

Irzal slapped his thigh and asked Arsy to sit on his lap. The man hugged the wife's waist as soon as it was on her lap. He took food with a spoon and fed it to his wife.

“Nak right?” tanyanya.

“Iya. Geez I don't believe I can cook this good.”

“Thank you, baby,” Irzal kissed his wife's cheek.

“I will be diligent in learning to cook from now on. Let us add more love to me.”

“Without you doing that too mas already very dear to you. Especially soon you will give happiness to both of us.”

Irzal's hand rubbed Arsy's stomach gently. Both continued their eating. Irzal keeps holding Arsy and bribes him. Think of it as a reward for his beloved wife who has made delicious cuisine for him. Arsy's hands hugged her husband's neck, occasionally kissing Irzal's cheeks affectionately.

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Beeuuuhh this couple always make laper eh wafer eh baper😂