I'm (Not) a Cheap Woman

Reminds

However Arka tried to cover up, she still failed in hiding her feelings of jealousy in the man who approached Nisa. Including Maher who is Nisa's senior is also in school.

The make up material evaluation was completed. All the participants returned to their cars.

Arka hugs Nisa right up to the car. He deliberately did, to heat up Maher who kept trying to get close to Nisa earlier.

Today, Arka's taste and body do not contradict each other. It felt to Nisa, her body was also near Nisa.

Drive time. The atmosphere of the green plantation, now changed with the atmosphere of the dusty city. The sky that was once glare, is now dim and muddy.

A few minutes later, the car that Arka was driving had arrived in front of Nisa's contract.

“Thank you sister,” said Nisa before getting off the car.

He quickly stepped in without inviting Arka. Yup, because Arka could not want to stay at his house. Just take Arka lazy, especially if you have to catch up.

Unexpectedly, Arka followed.

“You what Brother?” ask Nisa who was astonished at him.

“Mau stopped by too. Wh why? Can't?”

Nisa shakes.

Arka who began to learn how to build a good household commitment, decided to stay there.

Hour passed.

“Why not go home yet, sister? It's night,” asked Nisa.

“What am I going home for if you are here?”

“I didn't just stop by Brother. I want to nginap.”

“Iya, I know you will stay. You have permission to me.”

“Hah? Does that mean you want to stay here tonight?”

“Iya. What if I want to come along? You don't like it?” reply Arka.

Nisa was quite surprised to hear that confession. “Suka Brother. But-”

“But what?” cut Ark.

Nisa confronts Arka by giving a warning. “So I will have seen first that the bed in my room is not as thick as the bed in the mansion. The size is also much different. If you want to catch up, yes get ready we are cramped on the bed.”

“Narrow-narrow? That's exactly what I like. I have to stay here often like this. Let me make it easy for the team. Nisa definitely doesn't dare to reject me here,” Inner Archa.

“It's okay. After all, just once a week.”

Nisa gawked again because of Arka's reply.

“Hah? I mean Brother, in the future we will stay here every weekend?”

“Iya. As long as you continue to obey my wishes,” replied Arka who was struggling with romance.

Netra Nisa glazed. “Wah... Thank you very much, Brother.”

“Why don't you hug me?”

Nisa raised one eyebrow. “Means Brother?”

“Women on TV always like this if again happy.” Arka demonstrated it by tightly hugging Nisa.

Too neat he outsmarted Nisa.

“Not this. Brother slowly walked over,” Nisa's protest after a few minutes passed.

Hearing that, Arka let go of her embrace. “Aduh. I was wrong, right? Try practicing the right how!”

Sense of heart Arka really works to the maximum today.

“That's right it's like Kak.” Nisa hugged Arka while shaking her body. For a moment, unlike the old Arch.

He did not realize, that it was just a silly trick Arka to snatch the warm embrace in a subtle way.

“In surau already shalawat Kak. We better go in before the magrib adzan,” invite Nisa.

Arka turns off the engine of his car, then goes into the contract with Nisa's hand. Unknowingly, her feelings for Nisa grew. Day by day.

“Assalamu ‘alaykum,” say they simultaneously.

“Wa ‘alaykumussalam warahmatullah,” shouted Bu Faridah as he walked towards the door.

He opened his very simple contract door. “Eh there is Nak Arka too,” he said after opening the door. “Come in! Hunt adzan magrib later,” he continued.

Nisa and Arka come in. In the contract, they took turns to the bathroom to wet themselves sultry after a day of exploration in the plantation.

“I'm hungry,” Arka revealed after performing congregational prayers’ah with Nisa in the room.

“You cooked what Kak?” ask Nisa quickly.

“I want to eat warm-warm.” Arka thought for a moment. “Fried rice only,” he added shortly after.

Nisa assented. He moved from the room to the kitchen.

“No need to cook! There is still plenty of food there,” said Bu Faridah to Nisa who is busy preparing spices for fried rice.

“Kak Arka wants to eat fried rice Ma.”

“Oh, then you're pretentious to cook. Two servings yes, we all ate earlier.” After that, Faridah's mother walked to her room.

A few moments later.

The spices have Nisa puree. The oil he had raised into the frying pan had also boiled. Time to pour the spice into the pan.

The fine seasoning is now swimming around in hot oil. The aroma is also swimming to all corners of Nisa's contract. He even crossed into a neighbor's house.

Arka's sense of smell also caught the smell of seasoning made by Nisa. For some reason, his memory leads to an event. But he forgot what it was.

The nation is ready. Nisa switched to preparing her fried rice complement.

Call the chicken egg race grasped. He broke the eggs, then dropped them on hot oil. It repeats until two times.

Be the cow's eye egg, not the dajjal eye.

Next, Nisa's hand reached for the raw shrimp crackers that were in the jar. The crackers he put into hot oil.

And. be a shrimp cracker.

The last one, chopping green cucumbers. The cucumber is Nisa cut serong to make it look more beautiful.

Rice, eggs, crackers, and cucumber Nisa tata prettyly on a plate. Nisa who knew Arka was already very hungry, walked quickly to the room.

“The fried rice is already Kak. Let's eat!”

“Come!” reply Ark rapid.

The two then walked into the kitchen.

Nisa poured water into the glass. “Aman, Brother. There are no enemies at all. The rice also does not contain stimulant spices,” he said when thrusting a glass of water to Arka.

Arka grinning. “It is good that if there are competitors, I win a lot. Have a hot meal in the kitchen. It can be hot on the bed too. Which Blessings of Your Lord do You Lie about?”

Arka's expression was so flat when saying it. Unlike the reaction of Nisa who is not flat at all when hearing it.

Nisa reflex grimacing. “Enak in Sister, pain in me.”

“Means I said win a lot,” reply Arka who sat next to Nisa.

Arka then ate the fried rice that still let out the steaming smoke.

“Enak once,” said.

“Alhamdulillah if it's good. Spent Yes Brother!” nisa Pinta. Like talking to a child.

“Without you asking. This super delicious fried rice I will spend,” reply Arka and then put cucumber slices into his mouth.