My husband is possessive

Side Story's

Safina's mother

The story takes place when Renan cooks lunch, while

Ayana and Safina fall asleep on the carpet in the tv room.

Cooking is just a hobby for Renan, it is not necessary

he did it while still living in his parents' house. There was an aunt

special cooking in the kitchen. But, indeed he likes to cook alone, the influence of

his second brother also, who likes to eat at the same time cook. The cooking virus

rubbed him.

Renan looks satisfied the results of his cooking.he often cooks on weekends. Complementary sawn

for the grilled chicken it's done. It's been pretty on the dining table.

Soon the chicken will be roasted too. The seasoning is almost soaked. While

waiting, he cleaned up the cookware that he no longer used.

He glanced at the tv room, no sound seemed to be heard,

as soon as he muttered. “ Sister!” call him in a loud voice. “ Sister!”

having no answer, Renan leaves the kitchen, before he has

turning off stove.

“ Sleep. Haha, sweetness.” Renan was already squatting on the side

his wife, playing all parts of his wife's face with her fingers. Him

ayanas cheeks like a child poking a cake. Ayana squirms. Ren

chuckling, gaunt. He kissed his wife on the forehead before he went into the kitchen.

- - -

Outside at the same time, someone opened the gate

slowly. A middle-aged mother, entered while saying her regards. He took his appearance for a while.

“ Ma'am Aya, Assalamualaikum.”

Seeing the side door open, he walked in like

ordinarily. Because usually so, enter first said greeting. Hehe, but not

so yes, everywhere excuse me first, if you are welcome to enter, then you can

go in.

“ Waalaikumsalam.” The voice of the man who answered.

Her husband is Aya at home.

The young mother did not see the owner of the voice, as she walked into the

in the house, the smell of roasted chicken is striking. Stiffening a hungry stomach. Him

it's cooking at home, but haven't had time to eat, must take

his son thought so much earlier. It seemed like he was swallowing his fragrant seduced saliva

cookery.

Renan emerges from the kitchen, he holds a rag while cleaning

the rest of the water in his hand.

“ Mas Renan is at home huh?”

Aprons, is she cooking. The young mother thought.

“ It's mama Safina.” Renan is approaching.

Ayu Lestari. My name is Ayu. Only one vowel

the same name of your wife, so do not remember. Always called her mother

Safine. I also have a name. Young mothers are a bit sensitive, perhaps another PMS.

“ Bantuin cook mbak Aya yes?”

“ Ngak”

Mean what? So he cooked alone, continued to mbak Aya

where's donk. I can't believe Renan can cook.

“ Want to pick up Safina huh?” Renan asked as he walked over

kitchens. Flip the grilled chicken. The last piece is finished baking.

Unknowingly Ayu follows Renan into the kitchen. Eyes around.

“ Mbak Aya where mas?”

“ Sleep.”

Whaaat! Sleeps. So it's true that this cook is Renan.

Ayu looked at the dining table, there were already complementary dishes and

roasted chicken pile. He swallowed.

“ Mas Renan cooked all this?”

I have never been this hysterical. I've never been cooked

my husband's.

“ It, Safina also again sleep.” Renan gave me the important information needed.

“ Ah it.” Ayu forgot her main purpose of coming home

these. He glanced at the dining table again, he really looked envious. Not only on

his cooking looks fun, but more on who's cooking

that food.

I want to reassure my husband. Hicks, hyx.

“ Oh yes mas Safina where is it?”

“ In tv room.”

“ Then I bring Safina huh?”

“ Don't.”

Lho why? He's my son, why can't I take him

go home. Renan's tone was serious again.

“ Can again sleep.”

“ Gak papa mas, let my Safina carry, usually too

so.”

“ Not that, but brother again sleeping.”

What's the connection, Ayu thought hard. What does it have to do

ayanas sleeping with him cannot bring his son home.

“ I'll sleep next to Safina, if she wakes up and

Safina won't be there later she panics.”

Haaa, what reason is that. Crazy, it makes no sense

excuses.

“ Is it mas, so how?” no longer know to think

what else. Ayu had lost her mind to think.so she handed over the responsibility of the decision to the man in front of her.

“ Mama Safina want to wait?”

Whaaat! Waiting, meaning? Waiting for Aya to wake up. Indeed

I'm crazy sitting there pensive. Mending also slept in my own house,

where I'm hungry too.

“ Please sit on the sofa, I stay first to the kitchen.”

“ No need, I don't want to wait. I will be here later

again if Mbak Aya is awake.”

“ Alright then.”

“ Sorry yes mas already troublesome. I didn't know that mas

Renan was at home. I thought I was alone at home so bring Safina.”

“ Gak papa mama Safina.”

Ayu mas, call ayu just so easy. He grumbled to himself, though,

too embarrassed to say it.

“ As long as you're happy I don't mind. Played up

it looks like he overslept.”

“ Ah it mas. Ma'am Aya does not cook on weekends, even

mas Renan who cooks.”

“ Depends.” The smile on Renan's face contained a million meanings.

Huh! Curious, but too embarrassed to

enquire.

“ Then excuse me, please continue

“ It.”

Ayu Lestari got out of the house without being escorted. He stood up

hold on to the fence. Digesting the incident he had just experienced.

“ Fix husband mbak Aya this bucin level dewa.” Said while

passing from the fence.

- - -

Ayu Lestari walked slowly towards her house. His hunger

it's lost. He stopped walking, turned his back and looked at the house

he had just entered, where his son was asleep and could not be taken

go home, for that weird reason.

I've never been this alone with mbak aya. Masalaah

handsome husband mbak Aya, the father of children is also not less handsome. Yes probably

just different sweet measure. Haha, sorry pa, if that's you lost far. But

I was really envious when I saw Renan mas cook. Hiks, hyks, married

I've never been cooked though.

Wait, papa's not even cooking anything at home.

True, he never even went to the kitchen except to eat, drink or take

something in kuklas.

Ayu looks very upset, she stops her thoughts

go everywhere and go back to his house. Entering the gate, he found a second

his son was having lunch on the porch. Looking for fresh air.

“ Where is papa kak?” ask her first child. His son

pointing in the house. Ayu rushed in. She found her husband just out

from the bathroom.

“ Here pa.” She pulled the hand of her husband, who was pulled only

can be confused face but also according to his wife. “ Papa can cook not?”

“ Why you are, suddenly. Where's safina? Said he wanted to

download Safina at home Renan.”

“ Still sleeping at home mbak Aya. Answer me, papa can cook

no?”

“ No, papa can't cook. Indeed why?”

Ayu's face turned sour. She glanced at her husband, who

dilirik more confused.

“ Why you know ma, did you see what you were at Renan's house? why

suddenly he cooks everything.”

“ I want to macakin papa.”

“ What! Why suddenly ask for macakin?”

“ Anyway I want to be cooked papa, cook what it is, make

his wife.”

Ayu left her husband, who again thought hard, there was

what's with his wife this afternoon. Just saw what he was. He muttered, then headed

behind house. He wants to continue cleaning the plants in the front yard.

- - -

This boy no longer has parents. Why the recipe

long like. What else is the name of the spices, why so much

hereafter. Indeed, the chicken can not be roasted directly, bothered very

musti cooked twice.

Revelation put its hp upset. He just got a chicken recipe

roast from Renan, but just looking at the recipe seems to have

make surrender. He did not know the name of the kitchen spices written

lined. But for the sake of finding the face of his wife who was so eager to eat his cooking

he feels bitter himself.

Wait, I don't have to cook the dishes made

Let's just say, he just wanted me to cook to eat, so cook whatever you have to

no problem.

Revelation rediscovered her confidence.

“ Mi instant?” Ayu Manyun when she saw the food

at the dining table.

Haha, this is all that Revelation has in mind.

Ayu looked at her husband's cooking with sadness. She's already

imagining what special dishes her summaries made, because she had time

she knew that her husband asked Renan for a prescription. But it seems like his hope

so tall. Present before him now was a bowl of instant noodles.

“ Instant noodles special for mama.”

There is something special about this cuisine.

“ Made lovingly by mom's beloved husband.

My hands up to the wounds you know make this.”

Crazy yes, why also until the injuries, you just for noodles

youho. Didn't see what recipe for cooking instructions were in the package? So you're wearing a knife

do what, make a hand slice so it looks so cool.

“ Papakan make the minya similar to the one in the wrapper ma.”

Eh he, so disappointed I did not see the details of the contents

bowl. There are eggs, fried chicken, chili slices and chives.

Suddenly someone entered into Ayu's chest, draining

happiness in his heart. It turns out that her husband worked so hard.

I'm sorry pa, who judged your cooking based on the standards of others, when

make this cooking you've worked very hard.

“ Thanks pa, papa's special instant noodles. I eat

yes.”

Revelation immediately handed over the spoon and fork that earlier

held it. His face had already turned excited and looked happy. She's already

sitting in front of his wife. Hoping to get flattery about the taste of his cooking. Yes

even though instant noodles are still good to be flanked, no matter who is

cookit.

“ Kok no taste pa.”

“ Hah! i'm?”

The eyes of Revelation went around the kitchen, he found

a pile of things next to the stove. Instant noodle seasoning.

“ Forgot to enter the roof ma.”

“ Yes pa, tomorrow again let me cook. Papa don't have to

enter kitchen.”

“ Haha, mama don't be so donk, I take the spice yes, mama,

mixed now still good kok.”

The two of them finally laughed, enjoying a bowl of noodles

instant with aftershade, with a similar appearance to the one in

wrap. Warm embrace each other, and kiss each other. Put simply

living, a bowl of instant noodles has made them fall in love for the umpteenth

time for their respective partners.

Serialize..............

It is a pity that this story is not told ^_^

I'll see you Monday at school with Aya....