His name is Khaula Nusaiba

A Bowl of Boiled Noodles

The tense night atmosphere had already turned into a beautiful morning with the chirping of birds and the view of the sky that was still covered in fog. Khaula really liked the atmosphere this morning. It is clearly visible on his face since the beginning of waking up at 4 this morning until now the clock has shown at 6 am Khaula still singling his smile. I don't know what he's thinking. He was still sitting in his room, with a nightgown made of silk.Hair curls beautifully like mayang unravel.

Far away from his gaze, a light ran among the fog of cold fog at the end of the sky. Perhaps because Khaula was very satisfied when he saw Arjuna's face last night when Amar and his buk gedenya came. There was a sense of pleasure that he could not express with words. There was happiness deep in his heart. At least Khaula could see there was a hint of jealousy in Arjuna's heart. That was more than enough for him.

While close to his room there was already someone who since the end of the morning prayers had been outside the house. Just to get some fresh air this morning. Because almost one night for his eyeballs can not be closed soundly. Because his heart was like being burned by a feeling of jealousy that he could not express and could not tell anyone.

Arjuna walked aimlessly in the courtyard of the house of Khaula, just walking around the courtyard of Khaula's house like a man in tawaf. Occasionally he kicked the stone in front of him.His handsome face was a little chaotic this morning.The sideburns surrounding his face looked haphazard. Actually Arjuna was waiting for Khaula to come out of his room. Arjuna heard when Khaula woke up this morning to ablution. But after Khaula entered his room there was no sign Khaula would come out.

Arjuna wanted to say something to Khaula. Something that made a hunk in his chest. But how Arjuna would tell everyone that Khaula was his wife.It all made Arjuna really feel chaotic. Very fucked up. Until his face was really frustrated.

The clock has shown at 6.30 am, Khaula is ready with the robe and veil. Khaula was about to exit the room before the door was knocked by someone behind the door.

"Tok tok tok"

"Yes for a moment" he answered, then walked open the door of his room.

"Yes bulek" added Khaula while extending his neck slightly out.

"La..bulek same lek sir you want to the Foundation Tunas Ilmu.mau nganter sodakohnya son lanang yo, you if you want to cook yes to the first because there is nothing at home"the word bulek then passed from my sight.

Khaula breathed a sigh of relief, because Khaula thought that Arjuna must also come along with his pack of lek and bulek. Khaula took off her veil, and out of the room walked towards the kitchen. He wanted to see what food he could process to relieve the hunger that was running away.

Not usually he feels hungry.It may be because today Khaula does not carry out fasting. After all, maybe because the stomach acid is not friendly it makes his stomach feel hungry. Khaula noticed there were chicken eggs and instant noodles in the kitchen. No wait long Khaula directly process it.Disaat instant noodles ready to be eaten arrived when Khaula was carrying a bowl of hot noodles Arjuna entered from behind the door.

Arjuna unceremoniously took over the bowl of hot noodles from Khaula's hand, which made Khaul almost bounce because of his actions.Arjuna took him to the dining table followed by Khaula as fast as lightning.

"Hay.it's mine"pekik Khaula while walking in the steps of Arjuna who is now sitting in a chair and ready to enjoy boiled noodles that are still steaming.

"Sorry sir..have you forgotten?you and I are obviously different" Khaula then slid his noodle bowl in front of him who chose to sit right next to Arjuna.

"Sorry Madam.but I hope you don't forget.how can this bowl of noodles be mine as well" Arjuna said as he shifted the bowl of noodles in front of Khaula before him.

"Hey..what do you mean?"tanya Khaula shifted the bowl of noodles in front of her again but this time Khaula held it with her hand.

"This noodle is mine.because you own it"Arjuna forcibly shifted the hot noodle bowl in front of Khaula, which this time did not twitch at all.

There was a strange taste that spread all over Khaula's body to hear that.His happy feeling?or feelings of hate and heartache.Khaula fell silent. Unable to say, his throat seemed to be suffocated by the words Arjuna.While Arjuna with great pleasure and very relaxed enjoying boiled noodles made by Khaula who still holds the title of his wife.

Khaula wanted to get up when he lost quickly with Arjuna's burly hand that had grasped his left wrist tightly, making Khaula intercepted to rise. Arjuna shifted the position of the boiled noodle bowl in front of him slightly to the right so that it was in the middle between himself and Khaula. While his right hand still gripped Khaula's left arm.

"Eat with me. I think this noodle is too much for my stomach" Arjuna looked intensely at Khaula.Khaula threw away his eyes as he was still in the direction to avoid nervousness.

"I'm not hungry anymore" answered Khaula swallowing his saliva. Arjuna knows Khaulas are lying.

"At least stay with me until this bowl of noodles is finished" Arjuna asked by releasing his hand grip on Khaula's wrist

Seen Khaula kneading softly her wrists are slightly flushed. Arjuna only occasionally glanced at him. His heart was happy, because Khaula obeyed him and did not leave him.Actually Khaula wanted to get up from the chair and leave the person who had taken his boiled noodles. But whatever got into him he instead chose to sit down while slowly kneading his wrist that was slightly red.Hungry feeling that had attacked also suddenly disappeared along with a strange feeling in his heart.

Honestly Khaula has tried to forget the male figure that made his heart melt. But since the arrival of Arjuna he did not know it made the taste appear immediately and made it grow back. But Khaula doesn't want her to fall in the same hole twice. He tries to control his heart and his feelings for Arjuna.

At this time it is actually easier for Khaula to be able to avenge the demdam on Arjuna because especially since the arrival of Amar last night. There was clearly jealousy on his face. That's what makes Khaula can sleep very well last night is different from Arjuna who can not sleep all night because of the arrival of Amar because of jealousy like boiling water bubbling who wants to spurt his pain.

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