Married To Chef Jutek

Handsome Who? (Generic Pov)

I just got home. I've pressed the bell repeatedly, but why don't Melati never open the door. Today's event was quite crowded, where there was a little incident also earlier on the site, my hand was hit by hot oil.

"Aah!!" I broke my neck to the right and left, all sore.

I decided to call Melati. The sound of connected calls is heard.

"Yes, Mas. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Waalaikumsalam, darling. Where are you? I knocked on the door, didn't I open it?"

"Oh, I'm still on the road, Mas. Mr. Gus' car broke down, good thing to see Mr. Doctor so he nawarin nganter me home."

"Rome?"

"Hu um."

"Oh, yeah be careful on the road, yeah! I'm waiting at home. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Yes, Mas. The waalaikumsalam." Cellphone shut.

So Melati again the same Rega. About my sister is there still the same taste Melati? Because in the photo at that time anyone knew that his facial expression was happy at the same time Melati.

I'm restless, afraid that Melati will like him. Moreover Rega is handsome, well established and a doctor anyway.

Isha!

I took the device, then turned on the front camera, glazed over. Handsome me or Rega? I looked at the face on the camera, smiled a little, then tried to laugh loosely, trying to glance from the side. I look good in all the poses I tried. I put the device in my pants pocket.

Ah, Melati won't be tempted. Anyway I'm sure my wife is a nice woman who doesn't fall in love easily. Eh but I'm more handsome when what the hell is it? Back I reached into the pants, click the front camera and back in the mirror. Try smiling, handsome. Try cool ass, wah more handsome, try to laugh loosely, what else is this.

The proof used to be that many women wanted to win my heart. I must be handsome. Back I kept the device. Then smiled to myself as I remembered my silly behavior just now. The elevator door opened, three people came out from there, Melati, and Rega who was holding Revi.

"Dude, Assalamu'alaikum!" call him while kissing the back of my hand, then crouching to take off my shoes.

"Getishalight."

I watched Rega's face throw away a few times, it seemed like she was trying to control her own feelings, good.

"Om handsome, the car is stuck on the road" Revi said.

"Oh, huh? So met this Oom earlier, huh?" as I stood up, Melati put the shoes on the shelf, then opened the door.

"Yes, meet super handsome," he said smiling very sweetly as he looked towards Rega.

'What, super handsome? Is Rega more handsome than me?'

"Hmm, hemm! it's the same Om!" I took it from Rega's sling.

"He was sleepy, brother," said Rega, I just nodded.

Melati opened the door and let Rega in. Just as we were about to step in, I pulled his arm.

"Yes, brother?"

"Udah afternoon, Ga. pity Mama. Go home, thank you for bringing them both."

Rega scratched his head, then looked somewhat confused. In the end, he smiled and went home.

"Yes, next time play, but I want to pray Magrib here, Brother."

"Below, near the gas station there is Mushola, pray there only. Your practice will be more and more if you pray together," I replied.

"Yes, I've said it, brother! Assalamu'alaikum," he said, then approached and gently ruffled Revi's head "Om go home first, beautiful!" he said with a big smile.

Revi smiled, covering her face with her hands. "Waalaikumsalam, Om super handsome!" answer and Rega passed.

After he disappeared in the elevator I just went inside. It looks like Melati is making drinks.

"Where was the Doctor, sir?"

"Go home, honey."

"Kok came home, but I made coffee."

I took Revi down from the sling.

"You don't know, honey. Maybe pity Mama at home."

"Om super handsome home, told the same Om Ganteng Mama Melati."

Present, this child why should say that anyway?

"Gener, Mas? He has helped me, you know, come here," asked Melati with a probing look.

"Yes .. because Mama called nanyain Rega, so I asked her to hurry home."

"Yes, my mom! No lie, right?"

"What am I lying about, baby. Yeah, I took a shower, yeah, hot. Get ready to pray Magrib, also invite Revi to the room." I went straight to the room.

Magrib and Isya Melati finished praying to Revi's room to teach him to learn. I stood in front of the mirror.

Does my hairstyle need to be updated to look fresher? What good haircut, huh?

I try to comb my hair in a style. Usually I comb my hair back just like that, tonight I try to split the edge.

Sweet too, it turns out. I smiled, then walked to the bed. Not long after, Melati went into the room.

"Mas, eat yuk!" Bring along.

"Did you teach Revi to learn?" my many.

"Udah .., "said her while sitting beside me.

He noticed my hair, I was deliberately waiting for a comment from him.

"Mas, tumben his hair in a comb like that?"

"Why? Ugly, huh?"

"No, great." she replied, touching the ends of my hair.

"Dear, according to you. Is this handsome?" Jasmine laughs. "Kok laugh?"

"The song is weird!" Melati is laughing.

"Because you never said I'm handsome, only Revi likes to say that." I'm silent.

Melati stopped laughing, she sat closer.

"Mas, to me you're the most handsome man here." Showing heart. "Whatever other people are perfect, no one is better than you, Mom!"

Melati put both her hands on my shoulders, while staring.

"What really?"

"Yes, Mas. Trust me the same."

"Emmm, don't you ever admire me? But bashful?" I glanced at him with slightly narrowed eyes.

"Where, huh? Emm, it was the first time you were a priest at home. That you look so handsome!" he said with eyes glaring, remembering that moment, perhaps.

I smile at the smile. Didn't think he admired me for a long time.

"Now, I'm talking now."

"Fear you GR." I'm getting laughin' more.

Then just embrace it until it falls into the bed together.

"Hey, let's eat!" I kept quiet, took off my embrace and lay on my side facing him, I supported my head with my hands while looking at him.

"Thank you for making my confidence come back."

"Disconfident?" he asked with his eyebrows, asking.

"Hu um." I said while playing the end of his hair.

"Because what?"

"Something."

"What?"

Sounds funny if I say I'm afraid of losing competition with Rega, my own sister. But he is handsome. As long as it's for Melati I'm the most handsome, no problem.

"Mas! How is diem?"

"Nothing. Yuk eat! Revi must have been waiting at the dinner table." take me while pulling his hand.

"Just answer me first!"

"What answer?"

"Why can't I be confident?"

I just smiled, continuing to pull her hand out, while Melati kept asking, why and why?