Love Agreement

88

"FIDYRIAAY!" Strangled someone from a phone call. Fidira brought his phone closer which he had kept away because of the shrill voice of the person.

Fidira rolled her eyes puffed. "So usually can't raf? " God! Rafa's. If he had shouted his voice was much more shrill than the voice of women.

"Have you checked yet? " She was in a hurry. Rafa clucked bitterly as fidira said 'yet'. "There is news that goes viral! Cepet open ig lo. If not! at the guarantee of nyesel dah" After fidira said 'yes' and their bye alay kisses lazily, finally the phone connection was over.

Fidira obeyed rafa's command to immediately open the beloved application, which is usually made an update of the portrait results. Fidira's eyes bulged when he saw the main page that showed a photo of himself with afkan hugging each other. Waita! This was the time in the reunion yesterday. Geez!Not just one, but 3 other photos were also updated. Obviously so! That time when he was out of the event, there was a photographer who confronted them and asked for a photo. Tagged all more fidira accounts. Guaranteed all fidira game fans will DM.

Fidira changed to see all the comments of the netizens who... Oh my goodness. Fidira believes most of the people who come here are fans of his alay.

*Doesn't have a girlfriend? *

*he is very affectionate. Mauuu ;) *

* Brother fidira I hurt lohhh :(*

*tega yes you brother, no news we are married (*

Waita! Fidira stared at those words with narrowed eyes. How do they know? Kan Fidira never updated her wedding photos. Or the people in his village? Could be anyway. Fidira eyes focused with comments embedded by the account. Fidira's eyes bulged for the second time, my God! Accounts of someone he cares deeply about. Ian. He also commented, even worse in jejali with a photo together at the wedding of fidira. Nokk! Everyone knows donkk! Fidira mumbled at his desk. His feet even kicked the table hard. Don't think he's not in pain! He paused until he was almost crying.

Fidira hurriedly got up out of the room. With a quick step of himself towards the room where Ian worked. But unfortunately there is no. Whither? It's still working hours, even if it's less than 15 minutes for lunch. But ian is not the type of person who is not orderly.

Fidira again took a quick step this time around accompanied by a small run. Fidira took the elevator to get to the top floor of the building. After that he climbed one by one the stairs that led him to the roof of the building. With a breath ngosan finally fidira until also.

Fidira looked at the corner of the roof with a smile. Yep.. The man, the man was standing looking at the beautiful city from a height. Fidira was happy, yes he always felt happy when watching the man from a distance. The man who always fills his day, colors his path, his spirit, and the man who is always in his heart. Ian Ramadan. A name that is always there in every prayer throughout the day. Wishing he knew that he was always waiting, waiting for the man to come to him and say 'i love you'. That's all!

"YESY! WHAT DO YOU WANT?"

Ian turned his head, a moment of silence before smiling. He approached the girl before him, who was currently shaking her waist with a defiant expression. Ian guessed for sure this little girl had checked her instagram.

"Don't be a good ass! " Tetus fidira brushed off the rough hand of ian who wanted to touch his hair. Ian smiled, quickly pinched hard both cheeks of fidira while saying "I dont care"

"DIAAAANNNN! " Fidira screamed loudly, quickly trying to catch ian who had run away first. But unfortunately ian is confused which way out, as a result of chasing after the building.

Feeling tired chasing fidira and ian decided to berlapang chest and make peace. They sit on the edge of the building fence with enjoying the scorching sun, and hotssss! "Why do you nyebarin? " Tanya fidira by wiping the sweat that started pouring.

Ian smiled without looking at the fidira. "Let them all know, if our queen already has a king" a hard pinch managed to hit ian's waist. After he screamed loudly then fidira released the pinch.

"It should be a secret" Ketus fidira

"When are you going to hide all this? " This time ian stared at the fidira with one eyebrow raised. Fidira let out a deep sigh, looking at the bitterness inside the girl. Ian also sighed deeply, throwing away the pain he had in his heart.

"What would you do if you were me? What if you marry someone you like? "

"There are two possibilities if you don't run away from home. Maybe run ama my boyfriend" said Ian while wiping his sweat which also began to pour.

"You don't have a boyfriend? " Fidira asked again.

Ian paused for a moment, then smiled "maybe I will try to love and accept my partner. Although it took a struggle" Fidira was silent, he did not want to ask anymore. They are equally silent, drifting into each other's minds.

'What does that mean I should try to accept the boss? I don't have a boyfriend to run with. And... Waiting ian... Maybe he has feelings for me. He was happy to go to everyone if I got married. There's no way he's got a taste for me. If so, does he want to accept me after splitting with the boss? Given my status after that 'widow' ouuhhhh! Butwhy? my heart always says that it has the same feeling for me! Shit!' Fidira was confused.

'And if you know fi, I want it to feel like I'm running away from all this and we assemble our new life. Elo fi, the name that is always in my heart. A lie! I am not jealous to see that photo. Even if you know, I was sick yesterday, because you saw the necklace that was given by the boss. Sick fi! It hurts! If I were told to wait, I would always wait for you. Any time, but damn it's impossible. Considering my condition. Sorry fi, make you worry as much as your own heart' Ian said in his heart by holding tightness in his chest.

They were silent, confused by their own thoughts. Sweat that began to run splashed on their foreheads. In the heat of the sun, they felt nothing. Just feel the pain in their chest. Lamenting their fates which are full of secrets from each other.

***

"The bil? " The middle-aged woman raised her hand. Moments later a man with a tray as well as a note in his hand came.

"Eh you...? " Mama Nanda watched the waiter intensely. The servant smiled, then respectfully kissed the back of mama nanda's hand and papa's senses.

"Yes aunty, I'm rafa his friend fidira" Rafa smiled kindly.

"Ohh you work here?" Rafa nodded. It looks like mama Nanda wiggling around her. "You all work here? That's your temen too, right? " Mama Nanda glanced at some servants who were none other than jojo, nando, and elma who were pacing back and forth to serve customers.

Rafa nodded "it really has a aunt fidira, but we take care of it" Mama nanda and papa indra looked surprised. They looked at each other, not surprised disappointed, but surprised proud.

"So that papa's son-in-law also has a cafe?" Papa Indra looks very proud. "The cafe's smooth? "

"Alhamdullillah until now smoothly, om"

"Ouch. Afkan emang did not choose the wrong wife ya pa" Chirps mama nanda with a cheerful tone. Rafa simply smiled in response. "Ep.. Gini rafa, aunty wanted. When do we cook with how? All your friends are here, fidira, afkan, ester, elo and... Who's that... " Mama Nanda seemed to be thinking hard.

"Lian maa's.. " Papa indra.

"Ah yes. Ian. How's it? Aunty will set the schedule and info in via fidira." Mama Nanda looks very enthusiastic.

"Yes later rafa tell you temen temen yes"

"Yaudah, same aunt first. See you next time" Mama Nanda waved her hand.

"Om going to come here often" Papa indra patted rafa on the shoulder, then passed.

"Lo's lucky to have good in-laws like them" muttered Rafa as he cleaned the table and returned to work.

***

With a face that is still in the bend and also a random mood. Fidira took her foot into the backyard of her in-laws. It seems that everyone is very enthusiastic to help prepare for the race held by his mother and father-in-law.

All the participants are ready at their table. Already available stoves, pans, dishes, pans, staple all kitchen tools have been moved there already. It was a kontong shop. Added all ingredients complete cooking ingredients neatly arranged on a large table, already like a market that moved from its origin, or even want to open a branch. Fidira took a deep breath, then tied her hair.

Today's competition is themed 'love family cuisine' and per group consists of two people or more simple pair so yes... Slipper cake. Fidira gets a partner with... Yes of course the same, they are a pair. Anyway, the husband and wife should be fond of his partner. Like ester with elo and mama nanda with papa indra. Elma same nando, rafa same jasmine, jojo same mother tria, and ian so the command. Look at! Familiar with jasmine and rafa especially mother tria and jojo who look very compact. Fidira clucked. Given how panicked yesterday when he found out jasmine and her mother were already at the airport soekarno-hatta. And do not forget if they want to come, the worse they ask to be picked up as soon as possible. In what kind of decket? Fortunately, Fidira was not too panicked and excited. Yes even though only mecahin glass anyway, time pacing mandir looking afkan.

"The wifi! Spick it!" Ian's voice rippled the fidira reverie. "Halu mulu" Ian blinked one eye, and passed to see the other participants of the race.With a step gontai fidira approaching afkan who was preparing the tools in need. Fidira had a chest, very strange to think. All the girls here have to wear a dress. Weird right? And strangely again, all agreed. Yep.. Except fidira, but still losing. And now Fidira wears a mini dress that is knee-length. Severe pink with floral motifs, such as ABG children. Fidira looks beautiful really, fit in his small body especially in combination with heels as high as 10 centimeters. Ouh!fidira is very uncomfortable. His leg hurts, doesn't it? I don't know when her in-laws bought her this mini dress. You know tell me to change.

"Don't buckle ah" Afkan poked fidira's nose in shock. Afkan only offended the sweetest smile this time making fidira want to die ajahhh.

"What are we cooking? " Fidira distracts. Afkan seemed to think. Holy hooch! Fidira did not know anymore, why every move now, always dazzling in his eyes. Especially now that afkan was explaining the concept of cooking, I swear! Fidira can't hear what else is in the clear affkan. Fidira just focused on that beautiful eye bead.

Fidira realized when afkan said 'oseng kale' in the accompaniment of a knife pointing at him. "Where?" Ask again.

"Give up" Fidira who does not want to take a headache just follow. After all, the most cooked also affect, he must be a riotous part.

Ian's voice was starting to sound. In three, the match began. They are only given 30 minutes to make a simple meal. Holy hooch! I guess cooking noodles is that an egg? Briefly though. All the participants were very serious about cooking. Ian the commando also added to the scene by tuning the music from the available sound.

Fidira was only able to peel red and white onions, that too long for mercy. Pack a pengedesan event is also the eye. So ngrepotin afkan now niupin his eyes. Holy hooch!fidira is really a burden. But manisss!!

"Fi cepet donk time is only 15 minutes! " Excited ian when he saw the fidira who was enjoying his task of wiping the plate. Fidira simply replied with the glare of her sharp eyes. And it worked to make ian ngakak. "Who..! " Fidira.

CHUCKLE

"That's it... From that moment on, it was your duty! " Fidira throws a kale rod towards ian. Ian just grinned the horse. Yep.. Emang from earlier the task of ian only provokes the participants of the race to panic, also capture the moment of exciting moments aka photographing all the activities of participants with a camera owned by fidira of course.

There was a stir when time entered the 20th minute. Some yell scolding, some are mutually excited, some are serious without a sound. But flat all the hype anyway. Moreover, jasmine and rafa, his voice has given up the crap that uses microphones. If the ester, angry mulu mulu kasian deh elo. Elma ama nando even argue, one says less sweet, one says sweet. Arggh! Whirl. That relaxed team.. Team jojo sam bu tria, same compact. No matter what salty is not, the important thing they think is delicious and so. Team-in-law fidira is a bit hot anyway, because papa indra even nukahin all sambel, so have to recreate deh. And that certainly makes mama nanda to sing lips for 7 centi. If the fidira team itself, can not be sure if they work team. The only thing that works is. Fidira just squirms and says doank spirit. No joking, fidira is also numis now. In the same teaching as her husband.

Fidira's hand shakes when holding the spoon. How not tremor try? You are not the hand of fidira aja, but also the hand of afkan who grasped the spoon. Ganyahh. Afkan was behind the fidira, teaching him how to saute properly. With the hand that continues to be held also the mouth that can not stop explaining, the treatment of afkan makes fidira want to faint.

Fidira holding onto her dress skirt. The wind that blows quite strong makes the knee-length dress was often lifted. Afkan glanced at the uncomfortable fidira. Afkan approached from behind the fidira until they touched each other. The confused Fidira looked up at the intense afkan, as if asking 'what's wrong?' but the afkan instead told her to put their cooking on the plate and decorate it. Long enough fidira felt the strangeness in self afkan. From earlier afkan continued to mepet himself. Not to GR an yes.. But fidira is uncomfortable.

Just waiting for time to run out, fidira took the time to ask afkan, why did he do that?."Your dress is up, right?" Fidira nodded. "I don't bring a shirt, so just let it not be seen" Explanation afkan make fidira mangut mangut understand.

"But don't stick too" Ketus fidira slightly away. But again her skirt lifted. I don't know why the wind today is so tight. Very excited, thought fidira blame circumstances.

"Keep up again if not mepet? " Fidira was embarrassed. Afkan simply offended the smile, and put himself back on the fidira. Aarrgghh! Not not want to. But fidira dag dig dug tauuu!

"Where is the sweet couple from earlier? Done already? " Aian blinked one eye. And do not ask the expression of fidira who already want to kill his prey. Afkan just kept quiet, observing the small quarrel of the two companions. Yep.. Fidira and ian, best friends who will continue to fight with their mouths if one of them fishing first. And all that will not be finished briefly, because no one wants to give up. Until finally...

"AWW!" scream fidira as his index finger spits out fresh blood. Just now ian wanted to grab and sip the fidira's finger, but his intention stopped when afkan had done that first. Afkan sipped fidira fingers long enough, until fidira gawked. Then ask for help to ART who happened to be passing by to get a P3K box. While waiting, afkan wash his fingers using water.

"Emmm.. This is not papa sir boss. Entar is also better, no need to kayak earlier. " Fidira feels bad.

"What do you mean? If not treated immediately, this can cause infection! " Afkan said firmly while cleaning the wound of fidira using antiseptic after the P3K box came. Fidira. Seeing the tone of the affirmative talk made his guts shrink. He just stared at the afkan who painstakingly put the wound plaster on his finger.Yes, fidira admitted the end of this final affkan always attention to him.

PRIIITE

Fidira. Afkan turned to fidira and smiled "finished. Next time the heart yes" said Afkan lebut with a small randomization of the top of the head of the fidira, then back to look at ian who is now talking at length because time is up. You know what fidira feels right now? Like he wanted to disappear from there.

Fidira took a glass of water and thrust it on afkan. "Drink! Tell me the taste of the blood, don't do it next time! " Fidira makes his tone as soft as possible, maybe his GR taste can be brilliant. Afkan received it with a smile that was adorable, plus the word 'thank you' that came out of his lips, had deh fidira no longer know. Now he really wants to explode.

***

Along the way home fidira continued to menggedumel himself. He did not accept because he lost the cooking competition this afternoon at the house of mama and papa afkan.

"Udah deh mbak, do not be not sporty that! You are always sincere in everything, right? It's just a cooking competition" Melati who can't stand the ravings of fidira that fuss over trivial things.

"Yes.. Can't believe it lo, elma same nando who won? It just doesn't make sense" Fidira chuckled softly.

"In this world nothing is possible. That's your word, isn't it?" Bu tria chimed in with a small chuckle.

Fidira nodded. "Aduhhh. Free meal tickets at Japanese restaurants drift" Start your alay. "Wram... I want ramen" Afkan glanced at the fidira that had been babbling all the time. Sometimes he smiled a little, watching his wife who had a fight with her sister. Jasmine.

"By the way you're pretty like this dress" Praise Tria's mom with a slow chuckle when she hears****** resigned from the princess.

"Cold to know buk" Ketus fidira who got ridicule from his mother and sister. But the small debate was stopped when the car afkan walked slowly and then stopped because of parking. "Cock stop? " Fidira looked at the afkan who removed his seatbelt.

"We eat first yes" Invite her to look back smiling at jasmine and tria's mother. "Let's go down" Afkan went down first after a small shuffle of fidira hair. Followed by mom tria and jasmine who smiles at her own smile. Fidira was still in the car.

***

Afkan invited them to sit at one of the tables that provided 4 chairs in one table. Tonight was very crowded with customers. Because this week also, many couples, as well as families who spend their nights here.

Afkan called out to the waiter, moments later the waiter came with a small note in his hand. " What would Mom eat? " Task afkan while giving the menu list to mom tria.

"Well, I don't really understand Japanese food" Tria smiled.

"You jasmine? " Afkan turned to jasmine whose mouth was ready to order.

"I'm shushi and teoppoki"

Then Afkan asked fidira whose face was bent. Somehow he was very bad mood, considering tonight he had to sleep on the sofa in the room afkan. Aiss! Really sucks. " Ramen with a level 10 tom yam sauce" Fidira said without looking afkan.

"No! Level 5 mbk" Afkan gave the menu back to the waiter.

"Level ten mbk"

"Ten"

"Five fidira!"

"Sepuluuuhh"

Melati, the mother tria even the waiter who would record their order became confused. The people who were there looked at their table. Huuhhh, embarrassing.

"Ekhem... " Fidira and afkan stopped they looked at bu Tria who was staring at them sharply. "So eat or not? " Tanya bu tria full of emphasis.

"Emmm.. Level five" The waiter immediately recorded their order and passed immediately after the afkan said everything. Fidira glanced at the sharp afkan, which in the lyrics was just cute.

"Bak fidira is still stubborn huh? " Jasmine chuckled small. Fidira just rolled his eyes off guard, he had to be willing to be ridiculed by the younger brother who he guessed was laughing evilly in the heart. "It's sweet, huh? Fidira wants ramen directly in takain. Idaman" Melati smiled.

Fidira humored his sister's head so as not to be too shy. The sister could only grumble by stroking her head which was not so painful. Afkan alluded to a small smile while bu tria shook her head.

***

Fidira lay himself on the soft mattress belonging to afkan. This day feels so tiring, from the morning fidira is very busy, told to the market, organize a race event, participate in the race. Added hells that make his legs feel sore now.

Afkan who had just come out of the bathroom had changed clothes with plain white T-shirts and black pants knee-length, approached the fidira and joined on the mattress.

"Sir boss, tonight I'm the one in bed. Tomorrow's my appointment on the couch. Yea? " Fidira pleads by giving peace a promise to the afkan sitting next to her.

"No ah, I want to sleep here" Reject afkan by laying himself on the mattress and arranging the pillows comfortably. Fidira frowns, actually all have been predicted anyway, afkan will refuse.. And true's.

Fidira glanced at the corner of the room which kept her gaze locked. His eyes immediately sparkled, he turned to look at the afkan that had closed his eyes. Fidira tau afkan hasn't slept, so...

"Boss sir, boss sir" Fidira patted afkan's cheek which only scowled with deheman without opening his eyes. "Sir boss, play yuk guitar! One song only" Invite fidira enthusiastically, but afkan just silence not scowling. Fidira again shook his afkan arm by continuing to call out to him.

"I'm tired of fidira... Tomorrow must go to the office" Refuse to affkan with eyes that are still closed. Fidira pouting. Bored, he thought. Yes, even though it is now 9 pm, his mother and sister must also have slept because of fatigue. Fidira was actually also tired, but due to drinking coffee this afternoon, his eyes so can not be bristled.

"Jaudah" Ketus fidira exited the room after picking up a chocolate guitar from his hangers. Fidira walked towards the rear balcony overlooking his garden. He sat in a long wooden chair looking at his bright garden with several garden lights installed in every corner of the garden. Ahh, why didn't he come here a long time ago. Fidira took a deep breath before finally plucking the guitar that was already on his lap.

With a sincere heart and live fidira singing the tone of some songs that he often heard. Like justin Biber's 'ghost', ' let me down slowly by alex Benjamin, 'Nothing's gonna change my love for you' by George Berson, Orange 7, 'first love' nikka costa, 'nothing, and some songs belonging to the band in Indonesia. Until he shed tears while singing the song 'I'm not his soul mate' belongs to Tri asylum. I don't know what makes it this sad. He must have missed Ian.

Fidira looked at her finger that was starting to strip and felt pain from pressing the strings of the guitar strings to form a key. Remembering him who had not played the guitar for a long time, so the finger that had previously ripped, so sick again. Fidira looked at the sky tonight which looks bright because there is a moon, the stars compactly decorate it. Fidira smiled "I love you.. " Say by looking at one of the brightest stars among others.

Elsewhere

Ian was sitting in a barrel on the roof of a building that had about 50 floors. Similarly, tonight he could not close his eyes either. His heart was longing for the figure of the silly girl who always adorned his day. His mind is still clearly imagined smile also ngakak laughter that always makes him deg an if sitting alone with the girl. Caring, funny and sometimes a little shy, the nature of the girl really melts his heart. But suddenly the shadow of the girl was replaced with the scene that was seen this afternoon. The girl who had always been the idol of his heart, whom he had always wanted to protect, had a true protector who was much better than him.

Ian smiled then looked up at the moon which today was still imperfect but very beautiful in view. "I love you too... " As if you can feel what the heart is feeling. Ian expressed his feelings for the moon, hoping that the moon would convey his message to the idol through its beautiful light.

"I missed you.. "

"me too... Longs.. "

"I'm waiting for you... "

"I'm sorry... "

"You're the best.."

" I'm comfortable with you..."

"I hope someday... "

"It's impossible for me... "

"Is it wrong that I love you?.."

"I love you so much... Fidira.. Like I'm the sun and you're the moon, we can't be together. Even though I know you love me, I can be the star who accompanies the moon from anywhere. But whatever my day, in fact, the star is your husband's affection. It doesn't matter, he will always take care of you.And I will always fill my heart with your name... Fidira.. "

***

Fidira blinked her eyes, slowly waking up to the sound of the alarm that had sounded more than three times. Fidira spread the view to all corners of the room he now occupies. It looks like the man who has the status of being her husband is still asleep on the sofa sweetly. Ahhe... Start kan. Fidira's eyes narrowed when he saw a guitar was hanging neatly in its place. As he remembered last night he fell asleep on the balcony. Holy hooch! Must have flown it to be able to sleep on this mattress. What a burden I am, a fidira on myself.

Fidira clingak clinguk from the top of the stairs. There's no one. Bi inah has not been seen in her kitchen, her mother and sister are also not seen, probably still in the room. With lightning fast fidira headed to his room and took some clothes to be stocked in the afkan room. Let not go back and forth and do not make suspicious, cook from the first reason because the closet is not enough, it does not make sense either. When finished, the fidira immediately returned to the afkan room to prepare.

At 06:15 in the morning

Afkan blinked a few times slowly, fatigue and mager still enveloped him. Want it to feel he returned to dreamland, but affkan in demand to immediately wake up and work. With a sense of laziness afkan change position from lying down to sitting. He did not immediately move, too bad he missed a moment that he rarely met. As of now, looking at the girl who was now his wife, was standing before a mirror with a comb in her hand. The girl hummed rialy by continuing to comb her hair long enough. Moments later, Fidira shaved her hair as usual. Afkan convinced that the hair fidira not yet smooth entirely, afkan see clearly when the fidira trouble reach his lower hair to comb. As a result fidira grumbled and immediately continued in the finishing stage.

"Good morningiiiii" Sapa fidira with a tone made when seeing afkan who has woken up. The girl looks neat with a long dark green t-shirt on the padu with black jeans and white sneakres as her footrest. Unostentatious. Only that word could be heard from deep within. "Hurry now! You're too late, aren't you? " Tetus fidira with a pass from there. Afkan smiled, he guessed that Fidira must have been wearing a comb, and also his bath soap. Afkan memorized the aroma of bath soap. Uhh... So fragrant.

Fidira sat at the dining table, looks like some of the cuisine has been served. Yes like this, bi this likes to cook a lot and sorts in a day, sometimes fidira so confused want to eat which. Visible bu tria and jasmine also wrestle in the kitchen to help bi inah. Instantly the expression of fidira turns into muddy, if you think only he who can not cook. "Are you ready? " Mum tria's voice is heard. Fidira just grinned, if you remember this is the first time fidira ready so early.

"Where's mas afkan? " Malati and bu tria join the fidira.

"Still ready" Fidira glanced at her mother who also glanced at her. "Why? "

"You're going to Gini's office? " Tria's mother was astonished. Fidira nodded with a glass of water.

"Emang why? " Jasmine also asked.

"After ibuk ni ya.. At the office, your clothes are formal. Kayak wear a suit, skirt, or pants that are fabric instead of jeans like fidira. And usually his boss is a shirt, not a shirt like this" Obviously bu tria make fidira and jasmine frown their forehead.

"From the first fidira like this"

"Part of buk, this is the office of mas afkan. Her husband is fidira himself. So donk-free" Timpal jasmine crybaby.

"Yes.. It's not. We also have to be professional. Even if it's our company, it's husband's or it's parents. If the standard is formal, we must also obey in donk." Clearly mother Tria made her two daughters nod in understanding. "Don't you forbid?" Fidira.

"Where dare buk, see mbak fidira is stubborn bangetttt" Want very fidira smothering the mouth of his sister who always stepped on his pride. Yes, even though Fidira always mocked him anyway. Same with both of them.

"You never cook fi? " Task mom tria making fidira flutter. "My money! " Cecar bu tria.

"Anuu.. Fidira is busy.. " Fidira defended herself. "Fidira sometimes also help biah kok"

Melati suddenly laughs ngak "sometimes? " Janya sneered by continuing to continue her evil laughter. Holy hooch! Fidira runs out, he himself also paket promise promise all.Dual time fidira still sitting on the bench SMK himself always forced to learn to cook, but because this guy is stubborn!!! he never wanted to learn. Just answer tomorrow.. But there's no proof. Until Fidira promised the mother, if she would learn to cook with time. And promised that when he was married he would have been able to. But.. Result yes... Such is.

"Fidira.. Remember that! As busy as you are. Never leave your duties as a wife. If you can't take care of your home and work.. You better not work. Ibuk sure afkan can kok enoughin you even though you do not work" explained bu tria giving advice.

"I can not buk, ibuk know the mind of fidira that has not been achieved. Afkan is always enough to live in fidira, therefore this is a fidira opportunity to mourn and materialize in everything. Lagian... Fidira is sure to join me at home. " Reject bright light fidira.

Mother looks at her daughter intensely "Yaudah if that's your choice. The important one, change your attitude. Never be rude to your husband once. Okay well? " Fidira nodded lazily. "And about your flat friends friends now most guys, you don't kayak just yet. The road, back of the mallem, change your habits. And if you can keep a safe distance." Again bu tria meawanti want her stubborn daughter.

Fidira nodded slowly. "Bukkp.. They're themen temen me lo.. There is no way fidira can go far. Lagian afkan also did not deny" Again fidira denied the mother. Honestly, fidira most do not like to live on set. Especially to make your own cement, dapetnya aja hard. He was great, he knew what was good and bad for him.

"But fi... " Tria's mother's words stopped when she saw the afkan coming down from above. "Yaudah you who can be sure is best for you" End of bu tria before welcoming afkan with the word 'good morning' plus a smile. Fidira rolled her eyes puffed.

Afkan smiled "good morning" Reply afkan joined next to the fidira.

"Morning is also mas, really big fights" Praise jasmine by winking one eye, her behavior had made afkan, fidira, and bu tria surprised. But immediately replace it with the expression as before.

"Yes just took a shower so soon" Reply friendly afkan. Holy hooch! Very friendly, usually also flat face. Thought fidira sneered."busy here how long? "

"Tomorrow maybe, jasmine will already want an exam. It can't take long"

Afkan nodded his head nod understanding "melati graduated next year right? What's the next plan? "

"Throughout" Cibir fidira.

"Damnah... Not mbak. Melati may join mbak fidira in jakarta ajahh" Melati raised her eyebrows.

"Become.. Can't not. What is in Jakarta too? Surabaya used to be able to" Reject fidira did not accept.

"What the hell is fi? If here, jasmine even someone is guarding, right? " The words of afkan make fidira trampled by the younger brother. Look at! Now jasmine is sticking out her tongue. Proud to have a defense. Fidira put on a heavy jutek face. "Aren't you going to college? " Tanya afkan made jasmine, fidira, and even mother tria glare.

Melati nyengir "bot jasmine is not as thin as the brain mbak fidira. I can't get a scholarship"

" When you want, you can charge it. Dear lo, if your cooking talent is not in the finishing all" Tawar afkan increasingly makes fidira and bu tria surprised, while jasmine has flown over and over imagining.

"No! No need" said bu tria and fidira together. Melati and afkan alternately looked at bu tria and fidira.

"His-his intentions.. You want to go to Malaysia, right? " Fidira is looking for an excuse.

" You have a list of jobs in Malaysia, right?" Added tria bu.

"And it's not necessarily buk" Melati pouted. "Partial sister jasmine all college, cook her own jasmine that is not good" he said.

"Her work first" Timpal fidira cuek.

"You if you want to go to college say it to mas, then I'll find a good lecture" Whether struck what afkan earlier until good like this. Melati is also embarrassing again, thought fidira annoyed.

"Haha.. Thanks maaasss. Very good, lucky to have a sister-in-law as good as mas afkan. Jasmine is still long after. New next year. " Jasmine smiled happily.

"No need to affkan, then want to be bothered" Refuse bu tria feel bad.

"No, as long as you can help. Affkan must be this effort" Afkan again smiled. Very friendly, fidira throws her lips. While the sister has adored muji afkan with the sentence alay.

"By the way your necklace is pretty fi" Praji bu tria arrived, made a fidira salting. Afkan glanced at it with a smile.

"Tumben want to pack, usually nolak nolak" Cibir jasmine.

"Awaan anyway? it's normal" Cuek fidira tried to hide the red hue on his face.

"That's donk, let's look at the chick. Next time wear a skirt if you can" Bu Tria smiled mockingly.

"Haha... Not admitted if a girl" Do not ask this is the voice of evil jasmine who is ngakak without sin. Fidira pouted, he had to be willing to blaspheme mother and sister is very tragic.

"Fidira remains beautiful even though it seems a guy" Afkan said, bu tria and jasmine were silent to each other.

"Ekhem... Adoohh...Adoooh....Mau lelehhhh" Shouted jasmine alay. Fidira looked down embarrassed as hell. Bu tria and jasmine instead back ngakak.

"Please" This voice stopped the conversation."Sorry a little long yes" Bi this put a plate of fried tofu on the table.

"Thank you aunt" Welcomed Fidira with a happy smile. If you can be honest, his stomach has been struggling since. And get attention too.

"Let's have breakfast" invite afkan.

"Bi inah's.. Breakfast first" Megat fidira when this biah wants to go back to the kitchen. Just refuse, but don't think fidira don't use threats. Finally, this joined. Bu tria and jasmine just gelang geleng head, afkan even smile smile of his own smile. Finally they had breakfast together in interspersed with various questions about work, and others. Random is. That must have been a lot of teasing ridicule from the mother and sister.