My Husband is a Ningrat

Chapter 40. [I also have two]

The morning sun appears as usual, warming the morning atmosphere that still leaves the morning dew.

I've had a bath, after that I miss the beef-eye egg with melted sweet soy sauce and warm rice. Haven't fried it yet I've swallowed my own saliva, can't wait to eat it.

I remember my mom used to bring me this kind of menu for school, because mom didn't give me pocket money like my other friends.

"One or two?" I pointed at the two silent eggs.

"Two seems to be enough, I need a lot of protein so that my body will not be easily thin if you think about a lot of feelings." My laugh while turning on the stove, if I'm honest I can't install a gas cylinder. I always bother my next-door neighbor when it comes to installing gas cylinders with regulators. My fear is excessive, and it scares me to try new things. Because I thought that if the gas leak was going to melt and damage this rented house, then I had to compensate, then I had to sell one of my kidneys for renovation.

Aaaa. My mind sometimes scares evil.

I sow the salt after breaking the egg into the pan. His butt was blackened because most of it was used for cooking on the fireplace [rinkles and use wood as fuel ]

I kissed the smell of the egg that was beginning to ripen, my senses were already impatient to taste it. Hmmmm..

At seven o'clock in the morning, I brought a plate of rice and a glass of water to the sofa where my father used to sleep. The promise will come at eight. So I can have breakfast quietly. Like a child getting a favorite meal, I kept staring at the two eggs with a dry, brownish fringe. Uh! This egg shell will be the gong later.

After chanting do'a to eat, I began to devour it slowly, Delicious! I put the skin aside, but I was upset when the knock on the door messed up my morning breakfast.

I walked towards the front door without taste, I opened the door. The same guy as last night.

"Say eight o'clock. It's still morning to see you." I snorted in annoyance.

"Just blame it for missing."

"The miss can be arrested."

"No, said dilan miss is heavy. Let me just."

"But Kaysan is not dilan, enter." I asked as I walked towards the sofa, I saw my languishing eggs.

"New food for breakfast?" tanyanya was sitting in front of me. Just I nodded and took my plate again, "Don't talk and look at me while eating." The rules I made otherwise I would have trouble swallowing the rice and eggs.

"Why?" Kaysan's eyes were ringing in wonder at my portion of the meal.

"Two eggs?"

"Yes, it's quiet. If you need to close your eyes."

"Why?"

"Later you will eat my eggs." I said as I devoured them again.

"No, I have two too."

I choked on hearing it. What try. Obviously I know what that means, the IPA boy must have drawn a reproduction device during class XII. I shook my head, it turns out Kaysan can also joke.

I took water and drank it.

My eyes glared, "What needs to be explained as well, if only one should be questioned right?"

"Eat that egg again. I'm waiting for."

I swept my plate and walked into the kitchen, "Sit sweet. Don't follow!"

Kaysan smiled broadly at my blushing behavior. Biological speech makes my psychology think of silly things beyond my common sense. He really did.

Damnit damnit! The foot pointed towards the kitchen, I quickly hid behind the door.

"Rinjani.." call her slowly. I saw his eyes looking around.

"Rinjani's..." I shut my mouth and held back the laughter. Until his steps approached the door, my laughter was about to explode. Even playing hide-and-seek like this makes me want to wet my bed. Ouch, druck!

"Rinjani.." call him again,

"Ha-ha-ha..." Finally my laughter exploded to his surprise, with the shock of me running to the bathroom.

When I came out of the bathroom, Kaysan stood up while looking at me sharply. His head shakes to see my behavior.

"Childa..."

"Sometime..."

I hugged her waist, "And I told you to sit sweet."

He rubbed my back slowly, "You're old." I hid my face in his armpits, inhaling deeply the scent of his body. In this dilapidated kitchen, the roof does not use the ceiling and the floor is only limited to uneven cement castings. "Have you had breakfast?" I asked while taking off the hug, because I was afraid this precarious will collapse to see the intimacy of both of us.

I flicked the curtains and walked out of the kitchen, followed by Kaysan who was embracing my shoulder.

"It has. Let's go to Rosmini's mom's. After that we'll fit the shirt."

"Mass?" I wanted to ask you something, but I doubt it.

"Yes, say?"

"Have you talked about marriage with Mother and Father?"

"You just need to prepare yourself Rinjani, all I have to take care of. After fitting clothes later. I'll be busy again."

My face is sour made, busy again it means stretched again like a kite. Oscillated in a sea of anxiety.

"Don't you bend your face like a folded paper, Rinjani. It's not that after marriage, we'll often meet and live together."

"Should we get married this fast? What if you don't like my dad and me?" It is not that it is more painful than sowing salt in a buffering wound.

"If you're ready, let's go and get our business done."

Such were his words before he got out of the house. Why is he so happy to give me such uncertain certainty. I have to guess for myself the answer or prove myself for all my questions. It's cheating! He made me have to understand the meaning of all the body language he did.

I went into the room, picked up my sling bag and put on a cardigan. Polishing a little of my lips with peach color lipmatte and sowing baby powder on my face.

I saw my face in the mirror. I'm like an angel who lost a shawl while hitchhiking a bath at times. It's too white, I don't even wear powder it's pretty, um. I remove the baby powder, then tidy up my hair.

I heard Kaysan's motor horn, signaling me to hurry out. I rushed, it is good not to delay something good and get a reward.

Maybe fate is acting well for me now, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. The universe sometimes likes to play the role. Then I am nothing more than a puppet ready to play any role in life.

Are we not the puppets of God who are playing an important role in life. The LORD is the mastermind over everything that exists. Believe me, God creates a sense to understand if the feeling you have will make you better understand the meaning of a journey.

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