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Rendang Jengkol's

After the tax paid off, Ryan and Rani pack up their things and leave the room for lunch and return home.

“Know only want to stay overnight here, I do not need to pay taxes until many times,” Rani murmured inwardly.

Ryan instead grinned happily, seeing the girl pursing her lips so realized that her husband had managed to grind her all out on their special day.

“If you want, we can stay here longer, dear. It is with pleasure that Mas will prepare all our needs while here,” great-grandson Ryan while groaning mischievously.

“No! No! Let's just go home. Not good with Mommy Aghata,” Rani reasoned.

“Alright,” Ryan replied as he grabbed Rani's hand and held her out, heading for the main lobby.

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Unlike usual, this time Rani just complied when Ryan invited her to eat at Padang restaurant. Rani doesn't really like it. Not because the taste is not good on her tongue, but because her husband was too often eating there with the same menu.

“You really don't papa, we eat here, honey?” Ryan confirmed.

“Ngak papa anyway. Yuk!” take Rani, while reaching for her bag that she put in the back seat.

It didn't take long, they got out of the car and set foot in the parking lot of the city's favorite Padang restaurant. Instantly, the ayu and handsome face was exposed to the light due to the blazing heat of the sun on whatever was exposed to it, making the sweat grains immediately splattered among the cloths that had covered their bodies.

“Mas, game! Rani can't stand the same heat,” whines Rani to her husband.

Understanding that his beloved wife could not stand the hot air that hit him, Ryan immediately embraced Rani and accelerated their steps. Up to lightning fast, they can enter and immediately the air AC cools the body that is already full of sweat droplets.

Ryan swept his eyes across the corner of the room, looking for the most comfortable place for them to eat. As soon as his eyes found a single spot that he thought was fitting, he immediately pulled his wife's hand gently and invited her to sit down where he found her.

“Let's first choose the menu we want to eat,” Rani pointed to a glass display case located on the front of the restaurant.

“Let the waiter bring all the menus to our table, darling,” Ryan still trying to pull his wife's hand, but Rani held him while shaking her head a sign of his will could not be bargained.

“Ya. Yuk,” by Ryan.

They then head to the glass display case that characterizes every Padang restaurant, always located in the front of the restaurant. Once all the menus are in sight, Ryan immediately swallows his saliva. Yes, padang cuisine is indeed the most favorite and most fitting menu on Ryan's tongue. In his mouth, Minang food never once failed to increase his appetite until doubled. Especially now in front of his eyes, a variety of menu choices typical Minang, presented beautiful in a glass display case, with a slick order that is increasingly appetizing.

“Bring me meat rendang, fish balado, pangek also shrimp rempeyek, sir. Don't forget the green chili and vegetable cassava leaves,” pinta Ryan impatiently want to devour all the food he has mentioned.

“What do you want to eat, dear,” after mentioning the food that will soon spoil his stomach, dear, Ryan turned to his wife and let the wife who is classified as picky in terms of food itself choose a menu that attracts his taste.

“Mm, I ask that same satay padang be okay, Mas?” doubtfully, Rani pointed towards a dish.

If Rani has asked whether or not to her husband like that, it means that the food she pointed is part of the row of favorite foods Rani forbidden by her beloved husband. Understandably, Rani is one of the girls who love junk food and a row of other unhealthy foods. So, certainly as a standby husband, Ryan really became a security guard who was very fierce to monitor what was on his wife's plate and will enter into the mouth and stomach of the girl.

Ryan rounded his eyes and mouth as soon as he realized what his wife was asking for. Yes, Rani asked for a food, which was loved for its taste, but hated for its aroma.

“Rendang jengkol? The real one, dear,” Ryan said while shaking his head. How not? Ryan is one of the many people who have a negative perception of jengkol. Even so her earrings, she said that she did not like it, but claimed to have never tasted jengkol in her entire life. Yes, Ryan thinks just like most people's perceptions, that it's the very pungent aroma that puts jengkol in the lower middle-class food order. Even millions of people are still embarrassed to honestly admit themselves as a jengkol fan because of this, including Ryan.

“Can't ya?” Rani showed her disappointed face.

“Ya already Rani eat satay padang aja,” pasrah Rani immediately turned her body and headed to the table that Ryan had asked before.

Ryan shook his head while smiling.

“Say the headquarters, but so many food choices in this place, can-can you ask instead rendang jengkol anyway, Darling?” ryan in the Heart.

“You do not know if the jengkol is now an expensive food, Mas. The price per kilo is now parallel to a kilo of meat,” Rani mutter in the heart.

Finally satay padang order Rani, as well as all the favorite foods mentioned Ryan was presented at the table, plus fruit juice that adds to the taste. With lightning fast, Ryan devoured everything that happened without waste, while Rani grabbed and devoured a skewer after a skewer of lean flat meat that was given special seasoning, then burned until cooked, then watered with yellow sauce that tastes very fused with the meat that the flavor is very good from the inside to the outside of the meat.

After feeling their stomachs filled, the failed jengkol rendang eating event finally ended without a word. They came out of the restaurant with their stomachs full.

In a short time they were already in the car, to avoid the hot sun that swept their thin skin, and immediately drove the car they were riding at a moderate speed, enjoy the city streets that are never deserted with the density of the speed of vehicles.

“Kok onem aja why, Darling?” ryan asked, once realizing his wife was not as good as usual.

“Neither papa. Why why?” rani said as she continued to look outside through the car glass next to her seat.

“Typically it's been a crap,” Ryan stroked his wife's head gently.

“No papa,” kekeh Rani.

“Bener?” Ryan pinched Rani's nose with affection.

“Bener,”

“Masa anyway? Whahuh? Hm?”

“Actually.., mmm...,” Rani hangs up her sentence. A hint of hesitation suddenly appeared as he wanted to say what was dancing in his mind.

“What exactly?” chase Ryan.

“Actually, somehow the shadow of the jengkol rendang was still dancing in Rani's mind,” finally the sentence escaped from her sweet mouth.

Ha-ha-ha....

Ryan's laughter just boomed, filling the entire corner of the car he was riding in.

“Laughter continues,” Rani grunts in annoyance.

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