Marrying Kyai's Son

The Part 10

The couple was in the kitchen of Ndalem. All picket officers in Ndalem are invited so that no one sees the togetherness of Lea and Zheaan.

"What do we cook?"

"It's up to you to cook what, whatever cuisine you must eat," said Zheaan seriously.

Lea thought it was joking. He laughed out loud in front of Zheaan. But is it certain that Gus Zheaan does not have stomach pains to eat his cooking? Lea's hesitant.

"Hahahaha, gus Zheaan can joke as well. Now I ask, what would Gus eat?"

"Lea, don't laugh too hard, that's a law. Get used to being beautiful don't be like that anymore. You can laugh but don't be too loud or too much."

Lea gulped her saliva. He's not the kind of person to listen to, Lea hates the most. Usually he has answers to answer the advice of his father and his mother.

But what's with Gus Zheaan he's so calm like this? Leah didn't understand herself, maybe it was actually Lea two people?

"Yeah Gus. But what does Gus want to eat?"

"I? I'll eat whatever you cook."

"If it turns out I'm eating food that Gus doesn't like how?"

Zheaan sighed and took a step closer to Lea.

"I told you I'd still eat if it was your cooking."

Lea's face met and the girl covered her with both hands. Why is Gus Zheaan so sweet? Lea was embarrassed.

"Gus, Lea masakin Gus fried rice yah?"

"As far as you. What matters is that you carry out your punishment."

Zheaan deliberately asked for his punishment was for Lea cooking for him because Zheaan had long wanted to eat his own wife's cooking.

Lea stared at the materials Zheaan had prepared. The girl deliberately chose to cook fried rice because she actually could not cook and only that food looked easier to make.

Zheaan watched Lea juggle all the ingredients into a fried rice.

He put the rice that had been stirred with the spice into the cauldron and cooked it.

Lea looked charming with her activities. Even Zheaan was stunned, he did not pay attention to what Leah was doing but rather looked at the woman's face.

He took a deep breath looking at the slight sweat on Lea's forehead. Zheaan took a handkerchief inside her pocket pocket.

Then Zheaan approached Leah.

"Lea." Feeling called, Lea turned to look at Zheaan with a plain look.

Lea's expression was adorable.

The unexpected thing by Lea when Zheaan rubbed her forehead and also put the hair out of her hijab.

"Have you finished cooking?" Zheaan glanced towards the cauldron.

Quickly Zheaan directly turned off the gas stove. He looked at Lea with a big smile.

"Don't forget the matiin or neng stove, later scorched. It's pretty mature. Where's plates?"

Lea was aghast and slapped her cheek at the thought of how handsome Gus was.

"Eh, Gus. I-i-ni!" nervous Lea tried to withstand the beat of his heart that worked faster than usual.

Zheaan saw that Lea was being misbehaved. His heart smiled happily. His dream of keeping his wife entertained came true.

"Oh my God, nape dah you're so cute. Where dear people again soul mate. Suppose my soul mate is kek gus Zheaan, O Allah."

"Hey!"

"Gee!"

"Sit down first. I'll taste your cooking."

Lea nodded wrongly. He sat down near Zheaan. Zheaan took a spoon and scooped up the fried rice made by Lea. He was curious about the taste of this processed wife.

Zheaan's heart raced fast. It turns out very nervous just want to eat the cuisine of the wife especially while being watched by his own wife.

Staring at the face of Lea who was curious made Zheaan not to feed the food. He gulped violently and smiled stiffly.

"Gus why? Not good huh? Sorry Gus."

"Eh. It's okay, Lea, something's been bothering me. I haven't tried it, of course, if Lea's made is delicious."

Zheaan vigorously devoured the fried rice. When he reached the tip of his tongue the man stiffened immediately, but a few seconds later his expression was ordinary and continued to eat the fried rice made by Lea.

Lea grimaced to see Zheaan tasting her food. He was afraid if there was less than the cuisine.

"Gus, how good is it not?"

Zheaan lifted her face, "God, that's delicious."

Lea's smile glimpsed at the face of Sumringah Zheaan. He was finally able to sleep peacefully without interruption.

"Yes dong Lea is the cook. Lea's cooking is all good." Lies, Leah rarely cooks.

Zheaan laughed and pinched Lea's nose.

"Ih Gus don't have to pinch. Pain know.."

"You're really nervous anyway" Zheaan said, making Lea's nose grow.

"Ah, I can do it."

"Oh yes Lea. Because the picket today didn't come, we're the ones cleaning the house together."

"Cook being Lea? Lea wants to play with Dora and Nia. Don't want to ah.."

"Lea, I consider this your additional punishment. Set up Ndalem with me. I don't want to know."

Lea's mouth was wide open. He scrunched his face annoyed.

"Free handsome if ngeselin. Uhh... Lea doesn't like it, Lea doesn't want to have a rich husband Guz Zheaan, nyebelin!!"

"YES!!"

"Lea, don't talk too loud and use that tone to the older one."

"Yes Grandpa."

"Lea can't be like that, it's the same as swearing."

"Yes handsome gus Zheaan," Lea annoyed as she caught her breath.

"God is patient with me here."

Lea stared at the food she had made earlier. Lea was curious about the taste. The girl poked the rest of Zheaan's rice and stuffed it into her tongue.

Lea's eyes are rounded. What is this taste? So salty!

"Gue just can't eat, how gus Zheaan ate all this. Oh my God, I'm ashamed of my vows."

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"Where are you from?" todong Dora as she looked at Lea who was walking towards her.

"Abis from Ndalem, this is my waist encroaches all coy. Oath of pain, the Zheaan nyebelin that I use to make clean up Ndalem."

"Hahahaha mampus kan lo" said Dora.

"Hyustt, Dora can't be like that to your friend."

"Nia, this is really much awaited news."

"Very bad," the cynical Lea glanced at Dora.

"Joking times."

"Oh."

"This is why people see us?"

Dora and Lea looked around and all eyes were on him.

"Look at people!!"

"Udah Dora, don't fight."

Lea took a breath. Definitely because. Leah was so embarrassed, she wanted to go home. As loud as Lea was, she must have had a feeling of sadness.

The girl walked away from her circle. His face held back the tears. Lea misses both Jessa and Dinda. Usually, the two people must be there when they are sad.

"Why should I go to the pesantren? Lea doesn't want to. Lea doesn't like it, Lea's tired. No, I don't like it" Lea complained and looked up.

He was surprised to see there were 2 santriwati who intercepted him while staring at him cynically.

"No shame. Both men, just yesterday entered the cottage has done a thing. Because of you, Gus Zheaan cannot control his emotions and pull your hand which is not his mahram. You're not ashamed to see Gus Zheaan being hit by an officer for accidentally pulling your hand? Don't know how polite." Lea took a breath and stared bravely at the blue-hooded santriwati.

"What the hell is that? Not very clear. Move aside, block my way."

"That's rude. Surely his parents were too upset against him so he was put into the pesantren."

Lea's face flushed. He could not if it had to be the parents who were brought in. Lea clenched her hands and smiled obliquely.

The woman pointed at the rough face of the red and blue hooded woman.

"Lo don't take my parents with me anji.ng!!"

"Astaghfirullah is the language" whispered the man watching the debate.

"It's so rough for his son."

"The city's kids. Can't adjust to the situation, but it's in pesantren."

"The clothes too, see the hijab just wrapped around the neck."

"It's not polite."

Lea took a deep breath hearing the whispers of santriwati. He looked ahead at the two women who were smiling sideways.

"Why?"

"Ba.dang!" Lea couldn't stand it. He is not the patient type.

Without needing to know where she was, Lea immediately reviewed the annoying face of the blue hijab and alternated with the red one.

News of the fight quickly spread to the offices of ustadzah and ustadz as well as the dormitory of santri putra.

No one gave up until a bunch of ustadz and ustadzah came.

Quickly they separated the quarrel. Zheaan rounded his eyes to see Lea fighting with the other santriwati.

The circumstances of the three women were completely chaotic. Neither wears a hijab because of the head.

Zheaan put on a sour face seeing Lea become a spectacle material and laughed. He immediately told Leah to stand up and use a prayer mat that happened to be with him in Leah's head so that people could not see his wife's aura.

"Hurry up and put on your hijab!" zheaan's orders.

Leah was taken from that place. This time there was nothing strange as Zheaan treated Lea carefully so as not to be suspicious.

Arriving at the desolate place Zheaan immediately embraced Lea's fragile body.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm afraid of Gus. I don't want to be in the pesantren, hiks. I want to go home to mom and dad."

"Lea, don't be afraid. There's me. I will protect you. I promise." Zheaan smilingly looked at Lea and kissed Lea's forehead long enough.

"Thank you Gus."

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Tbc