MARRIED AN ELDERLY NURSE

FAVORITE CAKE

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The distinctive sound of the switch accompanied by the atmosphere of the entire room that has become brightly made the King the highest great.

"Jeez, Utari ... You want to make me die standing yeah ...?" Reza was seen rubbing his chest many times, it clearly emanated that the man was completely shocked to death.

There is no reason, because through the look of his flat face, Reza could not even confirm what was entrenched in the mind of Utari, which so far so difficult Reza selami.

"What's wrong? Why is your face like that?" asked Reza with a pair of eyebrows linked, while putting the car keys on a small table in the corner of the room.

"So every night, you always come home this late?" tanya Utari with a discordant tone of voice.

Reza seemed to think for a moment. "Not really. I've been doing a lot of work lately, but I never seem to be home this late. If for today frankly when I returned to the office after visiting the project site in the suburbs, so tired I even fell asleep in the chair .." replied Reza, plain.

Reza was telling the truth. That after reviewing the location of the project Reza did return to the office when the day began at night.

His initial intention was to continue his work which included a planning report on a new project owned by the King which was located outside the city, but so tired Reza even overslept, and kebablasan until midnight.

Reza who woke up with a rumbling stomach chose to stop for a while in the brother of a fried rice seller who often rode in front of their housing complex, before actually sliding home.

The cart owned by the brother of the fried rice seller is arguably one of Reza's favorite places to eat at night, given the habits of his wife Utari, who rarely cooks daily.

"Why not sleep?" reza asked, noticing Utari who had been silent since then while looking at him with a face that was difficult to describe.

There's no answer.

A pair of eyebrows Reza again linked to find the residence Utari.

"Dance, what's wrong? Did something happen ...?"

Again there is no excuse, making Reza's brain start to wander around remembering something that could be the reason for Utari's cold attitude at this time.

"You ... Fighting with mom?" tanya Reza was so reminded of his conversation with Mother this afternoon via telephone, who said that he would invite Utari to visit the King who had just awakened.

"No."

"Then why are you angry ...?"

"I'm not angry."

Reza touched his nape for a moment, increasingly confused by the actions of Utari that seemed absurd.

"I deliberately waited for you just to give it away."

Reza's head turned toward Utari's chin, which led to the table, where a box of cookies lay there.

"What's that?" ask Reza curiously.

"Your favorite cake."

Reza looked at Utari again, increasingly confused.

The feeling today there is nothing special in his life, even his birthday is far gone.

Then what's wrong?

Why suddenly Utari can give her favorite cake without any moment ...?

Even if to be honest, on his birthday alone Reza was never really given a birthday cake by his wife, it was, and it is the mother who always prepares every birthday cake surprise for him from year to year.

"Thank you, tumben you bought me a cake ..."

"It's not me." concluded Utari.

Reza's face was shamed when he turned his head back towards the woman who was still standing rigidly in her place, this time while folding both arms over her puffed up chest.

"He ... He ... He ... I think this kuie is from you .." said Reza softly, trying to shake off the feeling of excitement because it was ge-er first.

'Recome ... Reza ... You may think Utari will buy you something ... Impossible, Bro ... Impossible ...'

Reza laughed inwardly, noticing his bathin mocking himself.

The next second Reza looked down to reach for the box of sponge cake that rolled lethargic on the table.

"This cake must be from Mom. All right, 'cause I'm still full tonight, so I'd better put the cake on the dinner table first. Pretty tomorrow morning can make friends coffee ..."

Reza's steps toward the dining room stopped.

"Not mom?" reza repeated his astonishment while again watching the figure of Utari.

"It was from Naysila" Utari said, briefly.

Reza even thought his ears had misheard. "Naysila ...?" reza's in doubt.

"Yes, that sponge cake is from Naysila ..."

Reza was silent, his eyes back to watch the cake box that was now in his hands.

'Is this cake really from Naysila ...?'

Reza's memory suddenly floated on a conversation two days ago.

"Please taste Mr ... Madam ..."

That was Grandma Ainun's sentence when inviting the two great guests who had been willing to visit her small stall.

"Thank you, Grandma ..."

The words of thanks from Reza and Naysila were spoken almost simultaneously.

A plate of sponge cake that appears presented on a small table to accompany two glasses of warm tea served by Grandma Ainun has disturbed the attention of Reza in an instant.

"Well, this is my favorite cake, Nek .." said Reza spontaneously.

Naysila, who was sipping warm tea, glanced at Reza.

"I think your favorite cake is nastar ..."

Reza shook her head with a smile. "Utari is very good at making nastar, but unfortunately I don't like it very much ..."

"really?"

Reza who seemed to be aware of something, at that time immediately rushed to rectify his words that had been spoken. "I mean, I also like Utari's nastar, but I also really like sponge cake ..."

"Ohh ..."

Naysila's next response sounded so short.

Then after the pleasant talk, the woman did not ask anything more, but was just busy chatting lightly with Grandma Ainun.

'I don't think Naysila remembers that conversation ...'

Reza said in his heart.

"Are you thinking about Naysila right now?"

Utari's question to the point sounded very surprising to Reza.

"What?" Reza was stunned to find Utari's face smiling flatly.

Reza's head reflexes shook his head even though if he was honest Reza was thinking about the figure of Naysila.

"No. At first I really thought that the cake was from mom .." Reza said.

"Unbelievably, it turns out that your sister's wife is very kind and considerate of you as well. Evidently he even knows exactly what your favorite is ..."

"Naysila is a good man ..."

Hearing the expression made Utari's gaze plunge straight into Reza's bead eye which was also staring at him.

"Because otherwise, how could a King of Adiguna fall in love with him ..."

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