
At this time, Fatimah was cooking alone, while Rayyan waited not far from Fatimah. He sat down and asked Fatimah to speak. Fatimah did not feel any objection at all, she was happy because her husband wanted to accompany her in the kitchen.
While all ART was told to go by Rayyan so as not to disturb Fatimah who wanted to cook for herself. Fatimah really enjoyed this moment, cooking for her husband. Because this was her first meal for Rayyan, so she would cook with love and affection, so that her husband could love her from the dishes she ate.
Some say, he said the taste of cooking makes people fall in love, whether it is true or not. But Fatimah will try to do anything, which can make Rayyan want to love him.
Today Fatimah cooks rice of course, then there is sambal terasi, oseng-oseng kale spicy, vegetable lodeh jackfruit, onion chili stir fry, asem vegetable, anointing, clear spinach, grilled chicken, roasted chicken, fish in red cook, fried tempeh, fried tofu, corn omelet, omelet, beef eye egg, eggplant and crackers.
"Darling, you want to have a party?" rayyan asked in surprise because the table was full of side dishes, but Fatimah was still busy in the kitchen.
"No, no" replied Fatimah while cleaning the kitchen so as not to get dirty. He did not want to make others feel exhausted because of his actions that had made the kitchen so messy.
"Why cook so much?" rayyan asked as she looked hungry at the table.
"I don't know what Ray likes. And since it was my first time cooking, so I wanted to cook a lot so that Mas Ray could choose, which one would like Mas Rayyan to eat. Or everything can be tasted a little bit," said Fatimah who finally finished cleaning the kitchen. This time she took a plate for her husband and herself.
"Mas Rayyan wants to try what first?" fatimah asked while taking the rice on Rayyan's plate.
"Bung, the number of hornets," Rayyan replied while looking at which one she wanted to try first.
"Cock it, cook this much not until two hours is done?" his tan..
"I wear three stoves, Mom. Yes, chirp," said Fatimah smiling at her husband.
"Your hands are agile, yes, they can do everything at the same time" Rayyan said.
"Hemm, I didn't expect it either. Can do everything at the same time, usually I just use one stove only. Oh yeah, what'd Ray eat?" ask him again.
"Then what else?"
"The corn is the same as crackers first. Later when it's finished, just want to try the kale oseng, fried tempe, the same sauce," Rayyan replied.
Fatimah nodded her head and obeyed her husband.
They ate alone, and RAYyan enjoyed his wife's meal, although it was very simple, but it made her tongue shake.
Even just a few minutes, the rice and side dishes were not left, Rayyan took his own rice and side dishes that he wanted to try.
Seeing Rayyan eating very greedily, Fatimah smiled happily, she was happy because her husband apparently liked her cooking.
"Enak, Mommy?" tanyakanya.
"Enak, very good. Your cooking is second to none, I'm hooked."
"If so, what if from today onwards, I cook for Mas Rayyan?" tanyanya expectantly.
"Maybe, as long as not to soybeans yes," he said and Fatimah nodded her head.
Rayyan loosened her waist fish because she felt that her stomach was slightly distended, because she added rice twice. After finishing the meal, Rayyan then allowed the others to taste the cuisine of his wife. Well, instead of being dumped, mending his food for them. After all, when Rayyan and Fatimah took the side dishes, they used different spoons, so the food was still clean and not exposed to their hands.
Rayyan and Fatimah chose to sit back in the living room while watching tivi, relaxing life like this turned out to be very fun, just deserve people prefer to stay at home, he said, because they really enjoyed their lives.