My Husband is a Ningrat

Season 2. [ prospective family ]

Kaysan pensively stared at the highway covered by snow. His return from the university where he studied in Australia yielded results that did not match his expectations. Both of his hands clenched tightly holding the wheel. The burden to support his family must make him rotate his brain in order to live well abroad.

The university's knowledge of his dismissal as crown prince led to the deterioration of Kaysan's self-identity. For some, Kaysan is now only considered an ordinary human being. Without a title or a high position.

Using a thick coat and boots, Kaysan got out of the car and ran small towards the door of the house. The roof of the house partially covered by snow made Kaysan have to be careful not to make the pile of snow fall on him.

Kaysan knocked on the door of the house, a few minutes after Rinjani came out with a thick jacket.

"Hurry interview, mas?" ask Rinjani seriously. He also hopes anxiously waiting for the results of Kaysan's job interview.

"I made coffee." Kaysan took off his coat jacket and attached it to the hanger. Rinjani nodded, then she headed for the coffee maker.

Dhanangjaya and Mbah Atmoe came to Kaysan, from the tense look on Kaysan's face and frowned, the two elders understood that Kaysan was under pressure.

"It's time to go home. Don't be coerced and talk to your wife well." Dhanangjaya who has 'science' is very familiar with this situation.

Kaysan closed his eyes, with a long sigh. "Eyang and Mbah Atmoe will return to Java. While me and Rinjani will stay here."

Dhanangjaya shook his head in a flash, "One home, everyone home!"

Rinjani who saw the wrong situation finally asked, "What's wrong?" His hands put three cups of coffee on the table. "Bah, mas, drink." Rinjani hugged the tray, she was still reluctant to get out of her seat before her question was answered by Kaysan.

"Anything has to be said, somehow the important ones reinforce each other." Mbah Atmoe smiled, "Don't get away with it?" Guess Rinjani. Kaysan smiled as he nodded.

"Rinjani brought the jewelry that was given at the wedding first. We can sell it to live here."

Rinjani put down the tray and held onto Kaysan's arm as Kaysan replied with a scuffle. "Let's think about it again. It's lunch time." Rinjani smile. Not to forget the black coffee he had frowned again towards the dining table.

At the dinner table, the four of them sat together. Not having a maid, requires Rinjani to clean her own house including things in cooking.

"Don't protest if the food isn't good." Rinjani smiled, she took the rice and side dishes into Kaysan's plate. "Is it because there's no micin?" exclaim Kaysan.

Rinjani chuckled, "Tau gak mas, tempe here is very expensive. Cheaper beef and chicken." explained Rinjani who was shocked when he joined his father to go to the market. Herman, who already has a lover of an Australian widow, is more often seen out of the house.

There is a lot of work and biological needs to be done. "You'll soon have a half-brother, Caucasian again." Kaysan smiled cheerfully at Rinjani who grumbled.

"Ruwet mas, ruwet. Rinjani still has to learn to be a Ningrat, plus must learn the culture of the land of people. Dizziness." Rinjani patted her eel.

"Have a meal, said your father later that night the girl came to celebrate your wedding anniversary." Eyang Dhanangjaya prevented a debate between Rinjani and Kaysan.

"So I have to cook again?" asked Rinjani who let out a long sigh. For him too often to enjoy a delicious dish without having to cook first is the most delicious gift he feels.

"It's also only been a month making dishes for the husband. Now we protest. Hmm... don't remember your duty?" Kaysan looked at Rinjani with sharp eyes.

"Duh Gusti, wetengku fasten." [my stomach is hungry] Dhanangjaya plays a spoon and fork on his plate.

Kaysan and Rinjani smiled widely, they realized that there was another stomach to watch.

*

In the afternoon, Rinjani was already wearing an apron and her hands were struggling with a spatula. He was busy making a dish that would be served to his father's girlfriend.

"It was so wrong I asked you to find a wife, now I have the stone!" Rinjani Gerrutu. Kaysan who heard his wife's chattering smiled knots as he hugged her waist.

"Aah!" Rinjani gasped, "Mas made me shocked." cried Rinjani.

"The word is Do'a. It can be positive karma, it can be negative karma, or the real name of instant karma." Kaysan put his chin on Rinjani's shoulder, "What cooking?"

"Chicken photo, potato paste, fried sambel, samba mendoan. Rinjani is confused about what to cook" said Rinjani who is still busy struggling with a frying device.

"Want me to help you?" Rinjani turned towards Kaysan. Coinciding with that, Kaysan kissed Rinjani's lips, softly stroking while tightening his arms.

Rinjani can only give up, these are the times when warmth can be created without a plan.

They exchanged kisses, until finally the smell of charred sniffles by their sense of smell.

"Well.." complained Rinjani, he found his parchment charred. "It's all because of you!" Kaysan smirked happily.

"Basic!" Rinjani turned off the stove and turned around, she was amazed to see Dhanangjaya and Mbah Atmoe standing up with a big smile.

"Waste is happy to see your affection. But unfortunately the dinner rations are reduced." Mbah Atmoe Ejek.

*

The fireplace was lit, accompanied by bottles of wine and pastries in jars. Kaysan and Rinjani sat on the rug, hugging each other. Although actually their hands are busy looking at the gadget they are holding. Kaysan was busy looking for job vacancies, Rinjani was busy looking at the place he wanted to visit around the housing complex.

The clock shows at half-seven p.m. The dishes are neatly served on the dining table. The four residents of the house were already preparing to welcome guests who did not know when it came. Until the knocking of the door made Kaysan and Rinjani stand up.

Kaysan opened the door. Herman stood with three men behind them. One 43-year-old woman, one adult woman and one handsome teenager with blond hair.

They went inside the house. Kaysan greeted his new family 'candidates' one by one. Followed Rinjani who gagu saw the woman chosen by his father to be a future wife. He smiled and hid behind Kaysan.

"Nice to meet you, prince." [good to meet you, prince ]

Sheila the eldest daughter of Laura's mother smiled sweetly in front of Kaysan. While a teenage boy named Keenan has been cool to join Mbah Atmoe and eyang Dhanangjaya.

Rinjani looked at her father many times. All kinds of questions are eager to be asked. Herman who realized his daughter was agitated replied with a nod. "Let's talk." Whispers watered.

"Take dinner, sir" said Rinjani.

Herman nodded.

Laura brought one of Kaysan and Rinjani's wedding birthday cake. It's homemade.

At the dinner table, the three Australian natives smiled happily to get a typical dish of the homeland that Herman talked about. The man Laura met at her bakery shop. With motherly nature, Laura helps Rinjani cut the cake and is distributed to all residents of the house as dessert. Similarly he helps Rinjani wash dirty dishes.

There is still a lot of awkwardness between them, the first meeting is not it so? Allow time to be the intermediary.

Kaysan and Rinjani again sat on the rug. Letting his Father and Laura chat with Dhanangjaya's eyes. They hugged each other, sending a warm feeling. Mbah Atmoe shook his head, "or does the muddle keep on?" [not tired of hugging?]

Kaysan and Rinjani shook their heads. Sheila brought a champagne glass. "Wine is a good friend." [Red wine is a good friend ] He smiled as he poured into the glass.

Kaysan indifferently, he chose to be busy looking for job vacancies.

"Can you speak, English?" [Can you speak, English?" ] Sheila asked as she handed a glass of wine to Rinjani.

"Hm... Just little." [just a little ] Rinjani pinched the air. Sheila nodded, "at least you know what I'm saying." [at least you know what I said ]

Rinjani replied with a nod. Sheila raises the champagne glass, intending to clink it with Rinjani's glass.

"Mas, drink." Rinjani shook Kaysan's knee.

"Hmmm..." Kaysan put his phone down.

Sheila accidentally saw Kaysan's phone screen. He thought, if the man who became his sister's husband 'later' is in need of a job.

The four of them clinked champagne glasses. Kaysan immediately finished his glassy red wine.

Mbah Atmoe put it back. It prefers if the wine is mixed with herbs.

That togetherness didn't last long. Laura called her children home. Keenan sighed annoyed, just now he spent a chicken soto which he said tasted good. I don't know how many tablespoons he ate. His white face looked red from the spiciness.

"We'll come here again." Laura shook her head at her son's behavior. Sheila looked at Kaysan for a moment, "I'll help you find a job." [I'll help you find a job ]

Kaysan was stunned, secretly the woman who had a much older age than Rinjani was looking at her phone, "don't both." [no need to bother ]

"your wife needs to eat." [your wife needs to eat. ]

Kaysan sighed. While Rinjani does not want to be suspicious of his brother's 'candidate.

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