Kun Fayakun's

Satay:')

The affection is common. But love is only one. A dear person is not necessarily love, but a loving person is certainly a darling:')

As planned tonight Kahfi went with his wife to attend Nada's wedding. Invitation guests from among business people also enliven, the wedding event in the title with a very luxurious. Not only from among business people from the hospital was also present, several doctors and nurses who were not lucky were also present.

"Congratulations, Dr. Nada. May langeng, SAMAWA get to the jannah of Allah yes" said Kahfi when shaking Nada's hand.

"Thank you, Dr. Kahfi" after all this time, this woman can talk formally.

Kahfi also shook the hand of the bride, in contrast to Zeva he cupped both hands while in front of Nada's husband. One neatly wrapped gift was given by Kahfi to Nada. Count a memory for Nada to take on a new life.

Before long they were at Nada's wedding, Zeva hurriedly asked to go home. Maybe because the very crowded invited guests make it uncomfortable.

"Mas stop first! Ze wants to eat satay" pinta Zeva as the car they ride across the crowded sate cart dealer.

Kahfi hurriedly stopped the car and parked it on the side of the road so as not to disturb other road users. When the two got out of the car and headed to the satay seller, it would be surprising that the visitors were really crowded beyond expectation than they looked.

Buyers are waiting in line. Only Zeva remembered that this was a satay merchant where he used to eat with his older brother Ahkam when Ahkam was in college.

"Pak satenya two portions" Kahfi said to satay traders.

The trader is old but still looks strong. Sweat also flooded his temples maybe he was overheated and his eyes were also somewhat watery due to fanning the sate grill using a manual fan.

"Within a moment yes Mas" pinta satay trader is still cool with a fan in his hand that is nod by Kahfi

While other employees are busy delivering orders for visitors who are sitting on wooden benches and wooden tables are available. Visitors today are really crowded maybe because it's Thursday night huh?

Kahfi invited his wife to sit on a pelastic bench and a small table was available, because that was all that was left.

"You're cold Ze?" Kahfi shifted his stool to get closer to his wife. He grabbed Zeva's hand which seemed to be rubbing against her arm.

"What if the box is wrapped?" kahfi asked as she rubbed Zeva's palm.

"No, Ze wants to eat here. Mas tau? ze used to come here often with Ahkam but when he was in college and Ze came here with Ahkam when Ze wanted to marry Mas Daniel. Emm Kak Ahkam from Singapore...

" His intention is to again cancel the same protest to papa's marriage problems Ze first, uh taunya free. Keep emm if not one day or how many days before Ze married Kak Ahkam take Ze a walk here. Hemm count-count nostalgia hahah" he laughed when remembering his friendship with Ahkam.

Zeva told a long story and Kahfi was a good listener. He still faithfully rubbed his wife's palm slowly. Up to two servings of satay padang served neatly on their table.

"This is the order mas" said the seller satay while putting two servings of satay.

"Thank you sir" said Zeva and Kahfi with a smile.

After the satay seller returned, Zeva immediately grabbed the satay in front of her. By reading the bismilah he began to eat one by one satay "Truly does not change the taste" he said while still devouring satay.

"The taste in this meal is good, do not eat Ze continues" complained Zeva as she was enjoying the satay her husband was lazy busy staring at her.

Smile lines are drawn from Kahfi's lips "Pelan-pelannya Ze, mas will not comot the satellite kok" instead of mengubris Zeva speech, Kahfi even said another.

"This is Ze slowly"

"Sate Ze is over. But have you not eaten? you don't like it?" his face began to worry.

He argued in his mind. Does her husband not like satay? or does her husband not like roadside food? but why would he order two if he didn't like it? that's what Zeva thinks.

"Mas is still full. Seeing Ze eat with ravenous happy mas. But wait for Ze, do you still want to add more? let's order it?"

"No, Ze was full too. But it's got a mas at the meal. Don't let waste is not good to waste food"

Kahfi approved of his wife's words, slowly reaching for satay in front of him and starting to eat it. One sate did not shake himself to give an argument. But by the time of the third stab Kahfi began to comment.

"Ze, it's not wrong that you're eating satay here. Satenya really delicious, not less the same in the restaurant"

"Take the mas so it's in the test from earlier. Just realized that the satellite is really good"

"Haha yes yes. It seems like it's always too late. Including too late to realize that this satay is very good, as good as you hahah" his laughter came off still with his hand holding satay.

"What's? how unclear. It was eaten by the satenya Ze was full of sleepiness" circus Zeva with juteknya.

Really calm but once talk rada not connect. Basic Kahfi there is only. The time of the wife herself is equated with satay.

After satay on a plate ludes Kahfi sipped a glass of water to the toilet. Tonight his stomach is really spoiled by simple food that is no match in enjoying with loved ones.

The night wind was blowing quietly to be friends when Kahfi and Zeva walked lightly. After paying for the satellite they chose to walk around for a while. Zeva's complaint, which she said was sleepy, disappeared instantly.

Kahfi's hand as if he didn't want to let go. Their happiness is complete. It just takes a simple thing to express the affection of each of them.

Soon their baby will be present to complete his small family. Kahfi once said to ask permission to move and live in his own house but Umi, Abi and Aldo always forbid.

Umi has always maintained that she does not want to live apart from her son and daughter-in-law. Most of their homes are quite large if they have to be occupied with many people. Umi always said if Aldo and Kahfi were married then they would stay one roof.

Not why, but Umi just wants to spend her twilight time with her son and daughters-in-law. He will play all the time with his grandchildren.

"We're going home, baby? it's also getting colder, the night's getting late" asked Kahfi as she embraced Zeva's shoulder.

It's really sweet it's just a complaint that never stayed. Zeva is so tiny and short! But physicality is not a problem, right? it is not the love of his name if he only looks at the physical but only obsessions. Right no? ah of course that's the truth!

"Come on, man"

Both are headed for the car. After entering the car passed cleaving the highway a little quiet because the day was also night. The distance of the house is not too far but somehow Zeva even dissolved into the dream world while still in the car.

Kahfi drives at moderate speed. He understood that maybe his wife was exhausted or even full. She was grateful after the incident Zeva vomited since then Zeva had never vomited again.

And the cravings problem? ah really lucky Zeva does not want much moreover she never asked for strange food at night. Quite happy is not. Complete already.

Small Scribbles \=^~^\=

Satay... 'Sate'remember the beautiful moment with ko. The day we always spend time together. But what power has love instead of treasure. Where you have parents doesn't approve of our relationship... Wkwkk gaje bgt: v