Love For Aisha
11 ~ Disappointed Again
The rays of the sun had been ringing in the eastern horizon As usual Aisyah had shrewdly fought in the kitchen. Cooking has become a new hobby for him. If there is free time he often uses to try new recipes that are watched through you tube.
Forgetting last night's unfulfilled desires doesn't make him dissolve in disappointment. This morning with enthusiasm he has served vegetable lodeh and bacem tofu favorite tempeh of the husband. Azam who had just landed his body on the dining table was immediately aghast with the dishes that had been neatly arranged on the table. His favorite food has also been served.
"This serious?" While flipping the held tempe and then kissed it.
"Ah, no papa that's Mas. Sneaking a little." Aisyah's hands painstakingly filled Azam's plate with rice and vegetables. Although tofu and tempeh look dark but it still feels good to eat.
Aisyah saw Azam who hesitated about to bite her work. "So I was forgetfulness of the stove when Mr. Min passed by. Yes, it's a scorch." said Aisyah as she blinked her eyes. Azam just scrunched his forehead.
"What's the relationship with Mr. Min?" ask Azam curious. Mr. Min is a porridge worker who often passes in front of the house. He is also no longer young. And all this time Aisha never bought her porridge, but why did this morning suddenly Aisyah buy her porridge? It's worth questioning!
"Tara. But the chicken is finished so in exchange for eggs with Mr. Min." Aisyah opened the plate that covered her bowl making Azam laugh off.
"Since when have you eaten porridge? If it's not chicken porridge, but chicken eggs dong. But no papa, the eggs are also produced from chickens as well," Azam ledek.
Aisyah did not respond to her husband's taunts. He chose to eat chicken egg porridge while greedily, while Azam enjoyed his breakfast with the scorched tofu tempeh. Luckily there are still vegetables so that the charred taste is not too felt.
"Ais, no chili?" asked Azam on the sidelines to eat.
"There's Mas. But I forgot the grind earlier," the lightning reply made Azam only able to gulp roughly his saliva.
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On campus, throughout the material provided by the lecturer, Aisyah did not listen well. Drowsiness that attacks makes him unable to focus. However, as much as possible he kept him from falling asleep while matter was running. Until arriving at the question-throwing session, Aisyah was still struggling so that she did not sleep. He is usually the one who asks a few questions. However, for this time he chose silence, because the material that has been described at length nothing stuck in the memory of his head.
Lucky several times Nabila nudged Aisyah's body so as not to fall asleep.
Because there are no questions, the lecturer also considers if all students have understood the material that has been delivered. So the lecturer immediately gave the task, making the students complain of objections.
"Jain duty at home no more huh, Ice!" alex said after the lecturer's departure.
"Idih... addicted huh?" ledek Aisha.
"Shameless yes, once in love permission directly addicted. Huu!!!" cheer Nabila.
"Yaelah .. if at home Iuh will be guaranteed Ais. Lots of food," Alex babbles again.
There was no response from Aisha. He just stayed quiet and walked slowly. Seeing no expression from Aisyah's face, Nabila was astonished.
"You sick?" ask Nabila to make sure. Only slow-moving as Aisyah's answer if she's not sick.
"Then? I know you weren't consenting. You're fucking, aren't you? Last night overtime how many trips?" Nabila grunted annoyedly.
"About can nganu every malem, so the lecture crutches on.." ledek Alex.
Aisyah just sticking out her tongue made Alex feel amused.
Since the college hours were up, Aisyah preferred to wait for her husband at the front stop of the campus. It was common for her, because she did not want anyone to know that Azam was her husband at this time. Indeed, both have committed to hide their marriage status due to several considerations. It's certainly not to give a gap to the third person.
After getting into the car, Aisyah immediately ordered Azam like a driver to find a place to eat.
"Have you eaten?" asked Azam in surprise.
"Still hungry" he answered honestly.
Without refusing, Azam drove the car slowly. While Aisyah's eyes wandered out of the window to find a place that she wanted to stay.
"Where are we?" ask Great.
"Just keep going" answered Ais quickly.
Agung nodded according to his wife's orders. He was only able to exhale his coarse breath when Aisyah said that he was eating siomay which was in the town square
"Buy at the intersection of four there huh? We are both siomay. Who really dong Ais, time to the square just want to buy siomay only? If no one is selling? We bought it at the intersection of four, huh?" persuade Azma with a hand pointing towards the front.
Ais's face suddenly turned hostile.
"Say you don't want to! I'm here, I can go there myself."
Sendadak Aisyah was about to remove her seatbelt. Panicked Azam immediately held Aisyah's hand. "It's not Ais. All right, we're there." Azam finally gave up.
Patience Azam!
"Are you serious?" ask Aisyah the sparkling eyes.
"Yes." Yeah." Azam was forced to accept a ridiculous request. Azam just imagined what if what Aisyah wanted was no more. It is free to go all the way there if in the end you do not find his desire anymore. Though it is clear that there are four already Mr. Mamang who hangs there.
"Mas, if you're sincere don't say anything to me in your heart! I know what you're thinking!" aisha said as if she knew her husband's thoughts. Azam just smiled bitterly while staring at the straight stretch of road.
It was true what Azam had imagined before. It was tired of feet surrounding the square but no one was peddling siomay in that place. Maybe the time is not right or maybe luck is not in favor of Aisyah. With a heavy heart Aisha chose to end her search there with a disappointment lodged in her heart again.
Azam just looked at his wife who looked lethargic. He immediately invited Ais to look elsewhere. Despite her heavy heart, Aisyah still followed her husband's invitation.
Whether it had been a few days ago Aisyah's taste suddenly appeared just like that. And even more strangely he wanted food that had never been liked before. It is possible that all of this is the effect of the task that is always given by the lecturer. Tasks, tasks and tasks.
