Jum Wo Ai Ni

Phobias

Dylan's feeling restless. His eyes continued to pay attention to the black crackle that Juminten was about to open, the woman's movements were like slow motion in Dylan's eyes.

"I was so happy to see this!"

Sret

The knot tie on the black crackle opened, Dylan's eyes widened to see the contents inside. Especially when the creature moves as if it will jump towards the narrow-eyed man.

Dylan fell down, cold sweat pouring down his body.

"Why you?" Juminten stood up to help the husband, especially Dylan's face looked very pale making Juminten worried.

Dylan's eyes glared even more, as Juminten approached with the black crackle he was still on. As Juminten approached, Dylan took two steps back.

"Hey what's wrong with you, anyway?!" Juminten quickened his pace towards Dylan who was getting further away.

The creche state is wide open, making it easier for slippery creatures to jump out.

"Yahoo!"

Athletic male with a height of one hundred and eighty centimeters, screaming while running in a storm when he saw the mustache creature floundering after successfully coming out of the crackle.

Juminten could only gawk, seeing the figure of the handsome and handsome man running away fiercely, as if in pursuit of a stray dog.

Once he was safe, Dylan stopped running. He tried to regulate his breath that was wheezing, his hair still standing, he shuddered with horror mixed with amusement when remembering the creature earlier.

"That woman is crazy huh, doesn't she know I'm the most anti-same," grumbled Dylan as he held his chest.

After tidying up his groceries, Juminten decided to catch up with Dylan. The woman walked in the direction, the man ran. From a distance Juminten nisa saw the slender man sitting on the sidewalk with his legs straightened.

"Hey sir, why are you sitting here?"

Dylan raised his head, looking at the owner of the voice that was already tracing his waist in front of him. Those narrowed eyes were slightly opened, his intention wanting to glare at Juminten. However, because of the slippage. Dylan's eyes only looked slightly widened.

Dylan got up from his seat, his forefinger stiffened towards Juminten's face.

"You, why would you buy such an item," growled Dylan with a sour face.

"Nonstone? what stuff? the feeling I was shopping for normal goods all, in addition to the need to make a lick I was just shopping for cooking alone," replied Juminten casually.

"Is there something wrong with my groceries?" juminten asked with his innocent face.

Dylan was silent, thinking that Juminten had not yet realized that he had a phobia of the creature. Dylan lowered his index finger, if it was true that Juminten did not notice it, Dylan could be relieved.

He did not want Juminten to know his weakness, so far only Mayleen and her close family knew Dylan's phobia.

"Other times if you want to shop, ask first I want to eat what.Let's not wrong to buy," said Dylan ketus.

"Yes Young Master, it's noon come home yuk. I still have to make people's orders." Juminten stepped towards the parking lot without waiting for Java from Dylan.

Dylan hesitantly followed Juminten's steps, in fact he did not want to see the creature again. But on the other hand he also does not know the way if he goes home alone, especially Dylan forgot not to bring a wallet.

They finally returned home, all the way Dylan just silent occasionally he glanced at the large red crackle that Juminten put between Dylan's legs. The man's mind was still haunted by the creature in the black crackle.

After a short drive they reached Juminten's house, Dylan rushed in. He must immediately take a shower to eliminate the tingling feeling that makes him goosebumps.

Juminten simply smiled as he shook his head, looking comically at Dylan who had passed. The woman casually brought her groceries into the kitchen.

"Assalamualaikum, ma'am," call Juminten. He opened the door to Mirna's room, to see her condition.

Silence, no one was there. Similarly, Mirna used a wheelchair after coming home from the hospital.

"Maybe Budhe took a walk time yes," muttered Juminten.

He closed the door to Mirna's room. Juminten continued his steps into the kitchen, preparing to start concocting his wares. However, when he arrived at the kitchen, Juminten decided to cook first. Because the hull has begun to wriggle for filling.

There was a sound of water in the bathroom. Juminten smiled, at least when Dylan took a bath he would not see Juminten who would execute the catfish he had bought. Yes, the husband of the squinty it turns out to have a phobia in fish, Juminten is not yet clear, Dylan phobia only in live fish or dead fish as well, or only with catfish only.

I don't know, Juminten wasn't interested in asking further. After all, Dylan was also just a pretend husband. The important thing is that Juminten did not show any more live fish to her husband.

After cleaning the catfish, Juminten then fry and season it with yellow seasoning. When the catfish that has changed color to brown, and drown in the broth of yellow coconut milk.

Dylan just came out of the bathroom with his hair still wet. The aroma of Juminten cuisine tickled his stomach which was only filled with black coffee this morning.

"What are you doing?" dylan asked closer to Juminten. The tall man stood behind Juminten who was stirring the cooking in the pan.

"The yellow soup catfish" he answered briefly.

"Fish catfish," repeated Dylan, Dylan's eyes continued to notice the yellow broth with a very tongue-chilling aroma.

"Would you not? ehm ... more precisely you can eat fish?" ask Juminten carefully.

"Can't, the feeding period of the fish can't be" Dylan chirped.

Dylan is afraid of living fish, especially catfish and catfish. When he saw the water creature floundering or twitching, it made Dylan amused to mix with a tremendous fear. If the fish were dead, he wasn't too scared just that he wouldn't want to touch it either.

"OK." Juminten brings together the tip of the thumb and index finger to form like the letter O.

"That's good cooking, don't be original. Inget nyenengin husband can reward, you know," said Dylan origin, the man stepped his feet leaving Juminten in the kitchen.

"Ingeh" replied Juminten.

Playing houses like this turned out to be cool too, with Dylan in this house. Things are not too quiet. A smile expands on Juminten's tiny lips. However, only for a moment did his face return flat when recalling all this was just a charade.

Juminten should not wear too much heart, so as not to hurt when separated later. Juminten's face, which had been sumringah, now turned flat with a wry smile on its back.