Love of Muhallil

Chicken porridge made by Nahla

Dawn came to wake Ahmad Faiz. indeed Ahmad Faiz still wants to late look at the face of ayu Haya, but again at dawn has arrived.

"Mas still does not expect dik, the story of our household was started by the plan and mission of your mere lust. But it turns out that God allows us to stay together without having to hurt, and mas really want di Haya can be happier and more peaceful when living with mas," ahmad Faiz's mind while rubbing Haya's forehead.

Clik...

A main room door opened, Nahla approached and smiled widely.

"For mas____?" Sapa Nahla is so crispy.

"Again, Nahla" replied Ahmad Faiz, smiling back at Nahla.

"How do you sleep is it good?" ahmad Faiz asked Nahla.

"Hem____, Thank God for being so restful.perhaps because I was tired, I was traveling so far away, so I really fell asleep so fast."

"Thank you."

"The dawn prayer mas first gih, this has entered dawn. Adhan has also been reverberating from earlier," Nahla knows the prayer place is in the room, so it is difficult for them to pray before Nahla comes out of the room.

"Yes Nahla, this is also a mas want to wake up in Haya," Ahmad Faiz gently rubbed the head of Haya.

There was a sudden claustrophobicity squeezing Nahla's heart. For some reason, the pain may suddenly come. Not that it should be done Ahmad Faiz and Haya, they are a couple. Then why does half of Nahla's heart feel tight and sick like a thousand thorns?

Many if and if only present shadowed the mind of Nahla who had blurred. The pain is more pronounced and real, it feels like a lot of feeling in the despair.

On the other hand, Nahla felt very troublesome Ahmad Faiz. disturbed the household of Ahmad Faiz and Haya because of his presence that was not invited and not expected. with teary eyes, with tears, Nahla passed into the kitchen by holding the pain that continued to be scratched deeper.

To relieve the pain, Nahla diverts by boiling drinking water in a pot.

"Why does my heart hurt so much, God, this cannot be. I can't love people's husbands, astagfirullahaladzim____!" Nahla still holds the stove knob because she feels her heart is increasingly in the gerogoti of love that continues in the pendam without being able to say.

Nlkutic... Bluked...

Click, stove turned off..

Nahla boiled three cups of water and brewed tea into it, while looking in the room, Ahmad Faiz and Haya did not come after the morning prayers.

Nahla took a few handfuls of rice and put them in a pot. Nahla's heart's intention is to make chicken porridge for their breakfast.

"Hey Nahla, what else to cook?" Haya approached Nahla who was putting rice into a pot and gave her water.

"I want to make chicken porridge mba, oh yes it's tea in the first drink mba, mumpung still warm," Nahla pointed towards the top of the table in the living room. two cups of tea are ready.

"Thank you, Nahla. lah, where's your tea?" lirih Haya was pleased.

"Yes, that's my tea." Nahla pointed at the tea that was not far from where it stood.

Nahla turned to the right and to the left. "yet, you don't have a chives?" ask Nahla while looking.

"Nothing. I just have a basic spice, how do you want to buy Nahla? if you do, let me help you buy chives, we'll buy the ingredients we need, in the front alley."

"Can, mba," Nahla and Haya go hand in hand. Heading to a junction not far from home, to buy some vegetables.

The weather is still early in the morning makes the air still feel fresh and clean. "away anyway, mba?" tanya Nahla was so enthusiastic and enjoyed the trip with Haya.

"No, Deket," And sure enough what Haya said, it only took about seven minutes they reached the target of the vegetable seller.

Nahla was so enthusiastic about seeing her many green and variegated vegetables.

"Yes Allah mba, the vegetables are still very soon," said Nahla sumringah.

"Yes dong mba, vegetables here are always new and fresh," replied the vegetable seller while throwing a smile.

Nahla also chooses any ingredients that will be cooked for chicken porridge, and all for lunch.

Haya feels a little lost in terms of cooking. Nahla is so clever, while Haya is still learning.look at how good Nahla choose and sort out what ingredients will be used to cook chicken porridge, complete with meat.

And Haya itself can only cook omelet omelet, stir-fry and soup was still often salty. To cook a variety of processed meat, honestly Nahla raise her hand because it is not clever, and has not memorized what spices and how to cook it.

After choosing some cooking ingredients. Haya and Nahla return home, when she arrived at Haya's house immediately rushed to go for a bath, unable to help Nahla to cook. Because there is a need.

"Nahla, I take a shower? I'm sorry I couldn't help you cook" Pamit Haya before leaving.

"Yes, it's okay" Nahla went back to cooking for breakfast and for Ahmad Faiz and Haya's lunch, as well as herself.

By sihai Nahla cook chicken porridge complete with boiled egg topping, fried chicken suwiran, chives, ah complete the tree and make the bowl order more tempting, in view of the eyes.

Haya who was looking from behind the door looked down sadly.

"a new love struggle is about to begin, but it makes me feel less confident" Haya immediately went into the room to pick up a change of clothes, a feeling of sadness was present in Haya's heart without being in the pinta.

Geck... Geck...

"Assalamualaikum___"

Someone's voice rippled the reverie of Nahla. Nahla stops stirring chicken curry dishes that release the delicious aroma by shrinking the stove fire.

"Let me, Nahla," exclaimed Haya who is neat and looks elegant and beautiful, fashionable and fashionable so the inner Nahla.

"I won't have a nail like Haya. If between me and Mba Haya compared. okay I am good at cooking, but Mba Haya is good at all fields. Beautiful, career woman and extraordinary woman, "inner Nahla feels low.

"How about Evan, are we leaving now?" ask Haya, with certainty.

"Can! because my schedule today is busy, the morning is better." replied Evan. the plan today is Evan will accompany Haya to complete some important documents about filing a divorce lawsuit that will be presented to Niko.

"Mba____, Wait." Nahla's voice was heard cutting speech between Evan and Haya.

Haya looked over and looked at nahla in wonder.

"mba must have breakfast first, I've cooked for mba loh," said Nahla with a look of anxious face her cooking will be ignored. Because Nahla has made it with all her heart, the time is not even eaten.

"But mba's friend has arrived," Haya looked puzzled. If Nahla refuses, pity Nahla, already from morning Nahla is struggling in the kitchen.

"Come on mba_____, baby mubazir. I have also cooked special for mba Nahla and mas Faiz. I am sad!" nahla cried with disappointment.

"Well___, I'll have breakfast." Haya turned to look at Evan, Evan looked at Nahla without blinking.

"Breakfast with yuk, mas?" Bring Haya friendly.

"But I have breakfast, Haya. well, even if it's just a glass of coffee," replied Evan gamang.

"Come just a little bit," Haya bargained kindly, and a little pushy.

Ahmad Faiz who just came out of the room joined for breakfast together. Because there is another person, then Nahla prepares chicken porridge also for Evan, with the same portion.

"How, mba. Not delicious?" ask Nahla to Haya about the assessment of chicken porridge cooked by Nahla's hand.

"Enak____, This is delicious. I need to learn a lot about cooking from you, Nahla." Haya really feels stupid in front of Ahmad Fais. wife is not perfect, even making the appetite of the husband alone is not becus. Haya felt stupid

"Alhamdulillah if you like," replied Nahla, so happy. let alone Ahmad Faiz looks so enjoy Nahla cuisine.

Evan occasionally glances spoiled towards Nahla, but Nahla is not even interested in returning the gaze or just glancing at Evan, Nahla does not care. Really don't care.

After breakfast, Ahmad Faiz left for work, while Haya and Evan went to take care of the problems between Haya and Niko. Nahla herself struggled at home to clean the house and beberes.