I'm (Not) a Cheap Woman

Honeymoon

Week passed.

Nisa put down the Qur’an she just read.

This weekend, he will fill it with cooking at his family's rent. Since Arka was keeping a great distance from him, he decided to contract his family alone.

Inviting Arka even to come is also free. Her husband certainly did not want to.

Before the contract, Nisa stopped by first to buy cooking ingredients. The money he spent was part of his salary while working in the office.

During her time as Arka's wife, she never once asked for money from him.

Vegetable; potato, carrot, spinach, corn, pokcoy hump, etc.

Animal protein; squid, chicken breast, eggs, liquid milk, etc.

Seasonings; oyster sauce tastes, chili, tomato, etc.

All materials have been collected.

Time to get to the contract. Nisa is now in public transport that she often passes first. His eyes lit up along the journey.

A few minutes later, he arrived. It was a rented door made of ordinary wood. Before long, Kanza opened the door for him.

“Kakak,” shouted Kanza very happy. “Mama... Sister Nisa is coming,” she continued.

Hearing Nisa's name being mentioned, Farida's mom hurried out.

“Accompanied by who?” tanyakanya. From the look on his face, he was very happy with the arrival of his eldest daughter.

“Self, Ma.”

“Why didn't your husband deliver?”

Nisa is forced to lie in order to maintain the good name of her husband, while keeping the feelings of her mother.

“Kak Arka is busy, Ma. There are a lot of reports he should check. Pity to be disturbed. The work can pile up later.”

Kanza and Faridah's mother then brought Nisa's purchased groceries to the kitchen.

“Assalamu ‘alaykum Pak,” said Nisa while kissing the back of her father's hand.

“Wa’alaykumussalam warahmatullah,” reply pak Nugroho while stroking the head of Nisa.

“Sound father?” asked Nisa with teary eyes.

“Aalhamdulillah's. Father can stand. Road too, but a few steps only.” Mr. Nugroho looked ahead. “Where is your husband?” continued.

“He can't come, sir. Busy cooperation.”

“Masa’ don't have a minute to drop you here.” From his face, Mr. Nugroho must have been upset with Arka.

“No chance, Sir. I stopped by shopping, a little while ago. Pity his work if delayed a lot because of me.”

“That's his responsibility as a husband. Therefore must be smart to divide the time.” Mr. Nugroho ngedumel.

Nisa just shut up.

A few minutes later, he stepped into the kitchen. The groceries he bought earlier, some were stored in the refrigerator.

It’s time to cook.

Menu 1: Knives and cutting boards greet each other. Combined to slice onions and other ingredients. The onion is sauteed, mixed with carrots, pockoy and boiled quail eggs.

Menu 2: Peeled squid filled with a mixture of boiled potatoes that have been mashed and other ingredients. Digrill to mature. Occasionally smeared with sauce.

Menu 3: Chicken breast diced. Then put in wet flour for 10 minutes. Fry with the smallest fire and wait for it to brown to drain.

Menu 4: Seasoning sauteed until cooked. Then pour in a swab, add sugar, check the taste before kneading. Well, add some fries.

Menu 5: Spinach flipped in flour mixtures. Then fry in the oil that is already hot. Lift when it's golden brown.

All the menus were taken to the central room.

Let it feel more spacious if eating in the middle room. The kitchen of Nisa's parents is rather narrow because.

Tetiba, Arka and his parents came. Coinciding when the Nisa family was scooping rice for breakfast.

“Assalamu ‘alaykum,” said Mr. Pradipta in a booming voice from outside.

Nisa stand. He hurried to the kitchen to pick up three plates, a spoon, and a glass. Each of the two cutlery was placed in front of her in-laws.

“Eat Ma, Pa,” her door while smiling warmly.

A plate in his hand. Getting closer to the rice. “You have a lot or a little bit, Brother?” ask him on Ark.

“Two spoons only,” Reply Arka.

“Lauknya?”

Arka's eyes scanned one by one the side dishes presented before her. There is a vegetable stir fry, potato squid, black sauce chicken, potato chili, and not to miss the spinach crispy.

“Grey love, squid too.”

Nisa took the two side dishes and thrust her plate into Arka. Tergurur, Arka tried crispy spinach first. “Enak,” his inner then take more

the spinach crackers.

“Tell Nisa you're busy. So do not bring him here,” said Mr. Nugroho who was looking for the truth as to what.

As she remembered, Nisa had never lied to her. But the arrival of Arka is in complete contradiction to Nisa's confession.

Arka who pretended, steady replied. “Tadi

it's been busy, Pa. That's why I switched to each manager. Let's come here to pick up Nisa.”

“Next time between Nisa if she wants to come here! The neighbor misunderstood me when he came by himself. Later it is thought that Nisa was not noticed by her husband,” said Mr. Nugroho with an injured heart.

As a father, it is his duty to protect the self-esteem of his children. And the events this morning, made him feel like he was failing to be a good father.

Arka quickly replied. “Good, Pa.”

“The chicken is delicious. Who's cooking?” ask Mr. Pradipta.

“Kak Nisa om,” reply Kanza while taking two spoons of potato sambal.

“Wahhh, right you said Ma. Our daughter-in-law's cooking is delicious.” Mr. Pradipta turned to Haifa. This time the compliments are real, not just nonsense.

“Kan? Next time we tell him to stay at home. Let's cook well with bi Inah. Can go up 2 kilos our weight Pa.”

Ma'am Haifa laughed, followed by the others. The laughter managed to break the awward atmosphere caused by Mr. Nugroho just now.

“If you may know, what purpose did Bu come here suddenly?” ask Faridah a few moments later.

Ma'am Haifa stopped chewing. “We want to kidnap Nisa, Mom. We went to the mansion, Arka said he was not there. That's why we came here. Want to tell Nisa to get ready.”

“Prepared what Ma?” asked Nisa curiously.

“Honeymoon to Japan.”

Arka choked on hearing the word honeymoon spoken by her mother. Nisa quickly gave him some drinking water.

After drinking, Arka fixed her feelings and asked. “Ticket?”

“Omamu has tickets ready. She is worried because Nisa is not pregnant. She always said she couldn't wait to hold a grandchild. That's why you bought a honeymoon ticket to Japan. He said, so Nisa can get pregnant quickly after from there.”

“When to leave?” asked Arka with displeased mimic.

“Tomorrow,” reply bu Haifa.

Arka gawking. “Hah? Tomorrow?”

“Iya tomorrow.” Haifa's intonation was full of emphasis. “What if tomorrow? Until such a shock,” he added.

“Many work in office, Ma.” Irrelation is depicted on Arka's face.

“The work is just give it to your subordinates. Tell him overtime, raise his salary. Problem finished.”

“It's not that easy, Ma. The performance of employees in the office has not been as good as my performance. Can-can they work carelessly tasks that I love later.”

“Office let Papa take over while you're gone. That easy problem,” said Mr. Pradipta.

Arka was struck with the father's attitude. His father should have been looking for a way to cancel his departure in Japan. It's even easy to get there.

He's pissed off. “Why did Papa suddenly change? Usually he doesn't agree that I'm close to Nisa. This is instead supported go honeymoon together.”

Arka finally gave up. “Alright then. I am ready for honeymoon with Nisa in Japan,” he said expressionlessly.