KEEP THE FAITH (Believe in God)

Honey or Hubby ?

Oh God ! what can I do ? I can't stand with whole sweet thing

Cooking a special dinner for my beloved husband. Zain and Mariam had already taken their clothes and kept them covered up. After praying together in their room, Mariam's heart felt colder, she thought if there was more beautiful happiness than this ?

Mariam wanted to make fried chicken, and capcay, she had cooked rice, and now it was time to cut the chicken and season it as her mother taught her. Then the vegetables carefully he cut it so that later it looks beautiful when served at the dish. Ah Mariam imagine how her husband's face will be ?

30 Minutes passed, and cooking was not easy. Mariam heats the oil to fry fried chicken, she doesn't know when to put her chicken in, then she remembers her mother's words 'wait for the oil to be really hot so that later the fried chicken can be krispi and not too oily. Mariam left her frying pan, cut onions for the capcay seasoning and some unfinished vegetables she cut, while waiting for the oil to heat up.

When Mariam was convinced that the oil was hot she put the chicken in.

Wusssh !

Smoke filled the kitchen, Mariam coughed several times. He saw the chicken that had been charred when it had just been put into the frying pan, 'Why is the oil too hot ? Mariam was confused as to what to do.

Zain immediately ran into the kitchen because of the smell of smoke into his room which was close to the kitchen. He saw the kitchen filled with smoke he immediately approached his wife, and turned off the stove. Zain pulled his wife's hand away. Then he gave an induction to open the entire window and also the door so that the smoke immediately came out.

Mariam's body trembled in fear, afraid that her husband would be angry.

Zain looked at his wife and approached.

Mariam lowered her fists while squeezing the clothes she was wearing, playing with the cloth with her fingers to reduce nervousness. "Sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know when I put the chicken in suddenly the smoke came up !" mariam explained, she really regretted her mistake if only she spent earnestly when her mother cooked first.

"Are you okay ?" zain said he was worried that his wife was hurt.

Mariam nodded "I'm sorry I made everything fall apart !" mariam said she still felt guilty.

"Thank God !" Zain didn't care what his wife said, all he wanted to hear was that his wife was fine now.

Zain asked his wife to sit in the living room waiting for the smoke to disappear. He took water and gave it to his wife. "Drink first !" said later.

Mariam received the glass and drained the water. Mariam still did not dare to look at her husband's face, feelings of fear and guilt continued to appear, if there was a fire how ? Her husband would be furious when this was his new home.

Zain took his wife's hand. But Mariam reflexively pulled her hand.

"I'm sorry, I'm just not used to it yet !" mariam. She was also surprised why she pulled her hand when her husband touched her.

"Gpp I can understand" Although Zain was a little disappointed, but he acted as if he was fine. Zain looked around the house and there was no smoke. He closed the front door and window.

"You want to see me cook ?" ask Zain to his wife.

"Can you cook ?" mariam did not believe.

"Well, I used to live alone in America so inevitably I have to learn to cook, it is impossible to buy every day" said Zain proudly.

Mariam smiled "Yes, teach me the chef !" mariam says she is happy, she does not believe that her husband is perfect.

"I'm not a chef, you're making me nervous !" zain said then walked into the kitchen.

"You don't have to be nervous chef, I won't bother you so you can do well !" mariam said too happy, she forgot where her shame and guilt went.

Zain could not help his laughter. He saw the frying pan that could not be helped, the black chicken was also a burnt dish, oil was everywhere fortunately his wife was not hurt.

Mariam also looked at the frying pan, what she had done was embarrassing.

"Looks like we have to clean the kitchen first !" zain said as he looked at his wife.

Mariam smiled strangely "Hehe's a good chef" he said then took a cloth and wet it with water to wipe the greasy kitchen table.

While Zain threw away the oil in the frying pan, then washed it clean.

The kitchen looks clean again.

"What do you want to cook ?" zain asked, when he saw the vegetables that had been cut by his wife.

"Capcay and fried chicken, but the chicken is no longer helped" said Mariam sadly.

" Emz, if so we cook capcay and egg omlet only" said Zain gave a solution.

"Good idea chef" said Mariam happy.

Zain again touched his wife's forehead "You want to tease me, stop calling me chef" Zain said.

Mariam stroked her forehead which was reddened "Why the chef is so evil, even though you are a police officer but you can not do violence to a wife this name KDRT later I report to Pak RT loh" mariam said she wanted to rebel she did not want to be treated arbitrarily by her husband.

Zain felt no guilt and laughed. "Here I hit again, I told you to stop calling me chef" Zain said, flicking his index finger to get his wife close.

Mariam approached by covering her forehead with her palm. "Why don't you want to be called a chef, the name is really cool" said Mariam berekting sad, whether since when she felt not afraid of her husband she instead followed the scene in the tv drama that she always watched acting cute to be loved by her husband.

"Hey Mariam stopped teasing me, or you'll get a severe punishment" Zain said, smiling threateningly.

"I never tease you, you're really cool. Chef spirit !" mariam said she still didn't want to stop.

Zain took a frying pan and lit a fire, giving it a little oil to make an omlet.

"Take 3 eggs !" said Zain.

"Good chef !" Mariam immediately ran to get the eggs in the refrigerator.

Zain received the egg and broke it into a bowl giving it some salt and shuffled it, then put it in a frying pan.

"Take 2 plates" said Zain.

"Good chef !" Mariam immediately took the plate, she enjoyed her role as an assistant chef.

Zain cut the egg in half and placed it on both plates.

Zain reheated the frying pan to make his capcay. Mariam watched him carefully. Zain included Mashed garlic, carrots, broccoli, coli flowers, then gave a little salt and the last black pepper Zain put his mustard and some slices of sausage, and then gave him some salt, mix all ingredients and wait until cooked.

Mariam saw it with sparkling eyes.

It was ripe Zain put some of it in the dish on top of the omlet because he cooked too much.

"Please get me the sausage !" zain was re-ruling his wife.

"Good chef !" Mariam is still very excited about her role.

Zain took the sauce and drew a zig zag line over the capjay. Of course beautiful, everyone wants to eat it. "Yup ready !" zain said proudly.

"What a great chef" said Mariam with an admiring look.

They took the rice and brought their plates to the table.

Mariam ate it, the first mouthful felt like it was melting in the mouth. Is it really because of her husband's delicious cooking or his love for her husband that the cuisine feels so good ? "Chef tastes great, I must be very happy if I eat chef's cooking every day" said Mariam happy.

Zain smiled as his efforts were not in vain. "Hey you're his wife, you're supposed to cook it !" zain said he did not want to lose.

Mariam pouted, she was not sure how to cook it seemed easy but the practice was very difficult.

"What is this ? You don't want to cook for your husband ?" Zain wanted to seduce his wife.

"Yes-iya later maybe I should take a cooking course" said Mariam lazy.

"Good, you shouldn't give up just by trying once !" zain said encouragingly.

Mariam looked at her husband.

Zain looked at his wife and smiled, "You can, I can't wait to eat your cooking" Zain said, again giving the best power to his wife.

Mariam nodded then smiled "I won't let you down chef" he said back in excitement.

Haha it was easy to make this girl change her mind. "Stop calling me chef why don't you try calling me honey or hubby ?"

Mariam's face became red with embarrassment. He did not answer and ate his food.

Zain laughed at his wife "Call try to call me honey, and I'll cook every day for you" said Zain still wanting to tease his wife.

"No bad chef !" mariam said because Zain kept forcing her to call her name.

"Not chef, hubby, H.U.B.B.Y ! try calling just once !" said Zain while changing his voice with a cute snobs.

Mariam choked on her shameless husband's behavior.

Zain immediately brought water to his wife, "Are you okay ?" zain said out of worry.

Mariam immediately drank the water in the glass.

"Is it okay, right ?" Zain asked again, as his face approached towards his wife.

Mariam raised her head, lying near their faces almost touching, for a moment they fell silent looking at each other. Zain came closer to kissing his wife's lips.

Mariam immediately regained her senses and pushed her husband's body "Pak the police stop this is so embarrassing !" mariam said then away and covered her reddened face with the palm of her hand.

"Huh !" Zain also covered his face in embarrassment.

Not called honey or hubby, even so Mr Police ? poor very poor my natipku.

Zain complained inwardly but he was still able to be patient with his innocent wife.

Oh darling, can I call you darling ?? Hehe^