Holy Prison

PS2. 15 - Breakfast for Husband

The next day, as usual before dawn, I woke up. Again, there was a hand on my stomach. This time I was not surprised, because I knew and I realized that the hand belonged to Mas Faiz, my husband.

I observed the peaceful face of my husband. I rubbed his face with affection. I want to wake my husband. However, instead of waking up, she actually grabbed her body to me.

“Mas, wake up, soon dawn.” I said, rubbing his cheek again.

Mas Faiz opened his eyes, saw me he was smiling, I smiled back at him. Mas Faiz went into the bathroom, I also prepared clothes for him. Then choose to shower in another bathroom. After Mas Faiz finished dressing he paid his respects to go to the Masjid.

I drove my husband out of the house. After Mas Faiz left, I went to the kitchen. Trying to find food. I can't cook, but I want to learn. I washed the rice and put it in the rice cooker. Then I opened the fridge. In the fridge I found only chicken nuggets and chicken sausages, nothing more. I also took the chicken nugget and sausage and brought it near the stove.

I also took the frying pan and filled it with enough oil. Then I lit the stove. I waited a few minutes and started putting the chicken nuggets in the frying pan.

“Aduh!” seruku panic.

I really did not expect that the oil in the frying pan would be a second. It seems like this is because chicken nuggets that are due to freezing and contain water meet with oil. I also circled my eyes trying to find something that could close the frying pan.

I looked at the pot, then I took the lid and went back to the frying pan. However, how surprised I was to see the edges of my chicken nugget blackened. I hurriedly turned off the stove. I also lifted a chicken nugget that I had not been able to return because of panic. I stabbed one of those nuggets and then I observed. And it's true that the bottom is charred, while the top is still yellow as before fried.

I also decided to turn on the stove again, then fry the top. This time the chicken nugget was not too fleeting, I could still handle it. I hurriedly turned off the stove and picked it up again. Now, the color turns brownish with a dark brown bottom.

This is for me. Let me cook again for Mas Faiz. – my inner.

I also turned on the stove again. Then set the fire to be small. It seems like the incident was caused by a fire that was too big and I who lifted too long because I was busy taking the lid of the pot.

I also put in a new chicken nugget that has not been fried. This time I can condition myself. I closed the frying pan with the lid on the pot for a while and then I opened it and turned all the chicken nuggets over when I thought they were ripe enough. It turns out my efforts were in vain. This time the experiment worked. Then I fry the sausage, for the sausage I'm not too worried because it's not as soft as it already is.

I put it on the plate, and I took it to the dinner table. I let the chicken nuggets that are burnt in the kitchen, I will eat after accompanying my husband to eat. Mas Faiz came right when the rice was ripe. Mas Faiz went upstairs to change clothes. I hurriedly made a warm sweet tea for the both of us. I waited at the dinner table until Mas Faiz came down.

“Eat first, Mas.” I said.

I brought rice for him.

“You?” tanyakanya.

I can't lie if I've eaten. I'm not the kind of person who can and will lie.

“I will, hehe.” I said.

“You don't want to eat together with me, An?” ask Mas Faiz.

“Eh, that's not it, Mas. E..” I said. I racked my brain looking for excuses but was dead-end. My eyes reflectly glanced towards the kitchen. But I immediately went back to being normal. “It's okay, Mas. Me eat first.” I said.

Mas Faiz's eyes were fixed on the kitchen behind me. I started to flutter, I forgot to secure that chicken nugget gosong. I tried to block Mas Faiz's view of the kitchen by using my body with a smile.

“What are you hiding, An?” tanya Mas Faiz was suspicious.

“Eh, the.” I am confused as to what to answer.

Faiz got up and started walking towards the kitchen. I hurriedly followed him from behind. Mas Faiz's eyes were fixed on the burnt chicken nugget near the stove. I rubbed my non-itchy nape.

Mas Faiz took the chicken nugget and brought it to the dining table.

“Let's eat together.” said Mas Faiz.

Mas Faiz intended to take rice, but I hurriedly prevented it, “Let me, Mas.” I said.

“Eh, no, Mas. Better me that's it.” I said.

“Eat, if you still respect me.” he said.

I dare not speak anymore. I glanced at Mas Faiz who continued to devour the food quietly. He wouldn't want to see me eat that chicken nugget gosong. I also started eating.

I stabbed the sausage that I had cut and then thrust it into Mas Faiz, intending to feed Mas Faiz. Mas Faiz looked at me, I smiled. He smiled and opened his mouth.

“That's, bitter huh, Mas?” my many.

Mas Faiz shook his head. “It's good.” he said lie.

“I'm sorry yes, Mas.” I said.

“No need to apologize, I know you just want to give the best for me, right?” tanyakanya.

I'm nodding.

Mas Faiz grabbed my right hand, “Lain time just be honest with me, huh?” said.

I wanted to bite my lips because I wanted to scream. Mas Faiz really knows how to make my heart warm and rustle. But I remembered my mother's message.

“Last time you bit lip..” haven't had time Mas Faiz continued I hurriedly cut it.

“Mas, Mas, Mas, I beg you not to reveal that one, I'm ashamed.” I said.

I knew exactly that the direction Mas Faiz was saying was the incident in the car, when I was mistaken and .. Ah, I felt I could not say that word.

Mas Faiz laughed at my behavior. “You are so funny, An.” said.

“Maas..” whine.

After breakfast, Mas Faiz's phone rang. Mas Faiz took his phone and read the name. Then why did he look at me.

“Who?” my many.

“Kak Ulfa.” replied Mas Faiz.

I froze in place. Mas Faiz has no intention of lifting, “Thank God, Mas. I'm okay.” I said.

“Halo, Assalamualaikum.” greetings Kak Ulfa across there.

“Waalaikumsalam.” replied Mas Faiz, I also answered quietly.

“Gus Faiz, my sister can't cook. I brought you a special breakfast. What do you want to eat? Let me make it.” asked Brother Ulfa.

“No need, we have breakfast. Aren't you, An?” ask Mas Faiz.

It seems like Mas Faiz deliberately signaled to Brother Ulfa that I was listening to him as well.

“Oh, there's Nindy too. I don't think you guys have breakfast yet, Dek. If you have breakfast, I will close. Wassalamualaikum.” says Brother Ulfa.

“Waalaikumsalam.” we answer it.