Love For Aisha

16 ~ Fried Rice

An hour had passed, and Azam began to stretch his finger muscles. He looked back. He looked at the bed Aisyah was already asleep with a thick blanket roll covering her body.

Azam let out his heavy breath, then left the room.

Not to avoid Aisyah but just want to take drinking water because of thirst.

After sipping water in the glass to the toilet, Azam's eyes were fixed on the dining table. Because of the scent that makes worms in the stomach protest, Azam also walked towards the dining table.

He immediately opened the rice hood. Favorite cuisine has been invented. Azam could not imagine how troublesome Aisyah was when preparing this much meal.

However, Azam again took a rough breath. He felt very sorry for ignoring his wife. Aisyah has not had dinner yet.

Azam immediately went upstairs, where his room was. His intention was to build his wife to eat together even though he realized time was almost late.

Clearly, Azam could see the look of sadness and the rest of the tears on his cheeks. Even the rest is still as much fun. Azam stroked Aisha's head softly with a million regrets. He should not ignore his wife in the problems she is facing

"Ais," call Azam softly.

Aisyah who felt a touch in her head immediately blinked slowly.

"Mas Azam" murmured Ayesha.

Azam looked at his wife's face. "I'm sorry Ice. I shouldn't have gone this way."

Aisyah frowned half-consciously. "Mas Azam why?"

"You haven't eaten yet, let's eat first!" talk Azam gently.

Aisyah just shook her head. The appetite is no more. What's he eating for?

"Mas Azam wants to eat? Wait let me heat the vegetables." Aisha was about to rise. However, Azam quickly prevented it.

"You mad?" ask Azam.

Again Aisyah just frowned. What really happened to her husband. The feeling was so ketus ignored him but, why did it now turn out to be like this?

"I'm not angry, Mom. I'm just sleepy." Aisha's Lie.

Azam did not want to force Aisha to follow his will. He chose to let his wife go back to sleep.

"All right, sleep." Azam returned to tidying up Aisyah's blanket. Likewise with Aisyah who forced a smile on her lips.

Azam also spread his body beside his wife. Resting his body that was tired. Tilting her face looked at the back of Aisyah who had turned her back.

Why give me back anyway? Is Ais really mad at me? It should be me who is angry because he has walked alone with another man.inner Azam with a long sigh.

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This morning Aisyah did not have an eyebrow lecture schedule. Azam was preparing to go to college.

As Aisyah went down the stairs, Azam painstakingly prepared breakfast for the two of them.

"Ais, let's have breakfast!" call him when he sees Aisyah.

"Tumben" said Aisyah.

Aisyah immediately headed for the dining table. However, when he saw the menu on the table, he frowned again.

"Is this the vegetable yesterday?" aisyah Protest.

"Honey dumped. It's not stale yet."

Want how else, Aisyah only smiled thinly even though she was actually not interested in eating with the menu.

Azam observed Aisyah who never took rice. "Why?" tanyakanya.

"No Mas, it's just that I'm not hungry yet" said Aisyah lethargicly.

Azam put back his spoon.

"Don't lie! Last night you did not eat, from which the road was not yet hungry. You still angry? Okay, I'm wrong to have immortalized you. I'm really sorry. Now eat it!" 

Aisyah looked at Azam wordlessly while shaking her head.

"Mas, I'm not angry and I'm not hungry. I'm looking for Mas Azam, right?" 

"Yes, the important thing is not to forget to eat!" azam's Message. The ice nodded slowly.

It doesn't take 15 minutes for the two people on the phone to show up soon. It appears Alex is carrying several bags containing snacks. Likewise with Nabila who brings fresh fruits. The plan is later in the day they want to make a rujak, considering the atmosphere during the day will feel hot.

"Geez.." Aisyah was hysterical as she opened the door. The two people invited to help clean his house will instead complicate his work with the fruits of their hands.

"Tara.." Alex showed off a plastic bag containing a lot of snacks.

Likewise with Nabila who brought young mangoes. Mango that has just been picked from the tree and also guava water that has been cooked.

"Bidih... know that I want to be a seger soon." Aisyah immediately grabbed the plastic carried by Nabila.

"Hey.it's for noon!" abugn.

"Yes. Yeah I know. Let's go in first. Have you eaten yet? If not, eat gih," Aisyah bargained

No wait for long Alex who had gotten an offer from the host immediately headed to the dining table.

His eyes sparkled when he saw the dish on the table. "Well, I think it's good."

"Eat the Al. Don't worry. Thank goodness you're out."

Alex's eyes glared back. "Seriously? Don't be so late!"

Aisyah gave her two thumbs up.

"Have you eaten?" ask Nabila to Aisyah.

Aisyah nodded slowly. "Not yet."

Nabila also knit his eyebrows. "Why?"

"No taste. I'd like to eat your fried rice again, Bil. Make it yes." Aisha blinked her eyes.

Tika laughs. "Tumben.. like a man cravings," chirped Nabila with wonder.

Aisyah just laughed softly. "Come on. Bill." whined Aisyah with spoiled.

Nabila let out a rough breath then obey Aisyah's will to make fried rice.

"Basic!" ledek Nabila's.

Aisyah just chuckled softly following Nabila's steps into the kitchen. While Alex chose to enjoy the food that Aisyah had to offer, without wanting to care anymore for two people who were busy in the kitchen.

Almost half an hour, Aisyah waited for Nabila to dwell in her kitchen. Do not be asked again how the shape of the kitchen that was neat, because at this time the kitchen was no longer shaped. Although only fried rice, but Nabila issued a lot of utensils that in the end made the kitchen Aisyah scattered back.

"Tara.. it's done." Nabila served a plate of fried rice made with pride. Just a fried rice it is an easy menu for Nabila to make

"Boiled. fried rice." murmured Alex.

"Stop! There's no part here for you! Because you've already finished the food at the table!" Nabila told Alex.

Alex raised both eyebrows. "Who is interested? I'm already full. "

"Good," ketus Nabila

Aisyah did not respond to the two people who were fighting with their mouths. Right now his eyes were very sparkling after getting what he wanted. Aisyah also immediately bahab fried rice until the toilet is not left a single grain.

"Withers... run out?" Alex was shocked as Aisyah burped strongly.

Likewise with Nabila who is no less surprised than Alex. He was still gawking at Aisyah's clean plate without any noise.

"Seriously you, Ais? Doyan or starving?"

"Fried rice made by Nabila emang jos, Al. I suggest you should try. It feels addictive."

"Eh. You may as well have your idea of ice." Alex looks excited.

"Yes Aisyah's idea was good. But I'm sorry I didn't want to make it for you!" sahut Nabila with ketus.

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...TO BE CONTINUE'S...

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