My husband is possessive

7. Ren Cooking

Still in the room and still sitting on the bed. Incoming calls appear on the phone screen that I just turned on. Mother called.

“Hallo Mother, Assalamualaikum.”

I looked at the phone screen. My mother half screamed there. Why is it so hard to contact you. Bla,bla, blah.

“Hp new life Bu, phone hpnya Ren if hpku is not active right.” I listened. “ Later, it can be a little afternoon yes we go there.” Silence listen. “He will we catch. I make tekwan the same mpek-mpek. Asty. He's ready, ready to go there.” Listen in. “The rules of the beloved daughter-in-law of the mother can not hold the phone if the night right, protest the same him.” I complain about things that you already know. Yeah, everybody knows, my family or Ren's. But why don't they protest at Ren. If you protest I will support you from behind.

At first I still often get angry because hp is not active, but when you know Ren who makes the rules, I just say. “Yes no papa let you guys be more romantic, let's just have a child too.” Haha, what the fuck mom. Bucin is his own son-in-law.

When I came out of the room I saw a good view, which was lost if not immortalized. Ren's position was lying on the carpet, he was leaning on a large pillow. Holding the puppet while swinging at Safina, inviting her to play, while Safina leaned on her stomach. Cekrek, cekrek this moment must be immortalized. I took a lot of photos. “Dear to take photos of the three as well.” I said blend in with their fun.

Czech-cekrek. Cute, who? Both Safina and my husband. “Sweetie photoin we both donk.”

“Nmobile.” Quick reply.

“Hemmm.” I tickled him to the point. He rolled to and fro. Safina laughed too.

“Ampun Brother.” Photographed at last. “Next my wife.” He said while handing over hp, after some time seeing the results of his shots.

“Kalo Safina?”

“Hemm can be cute too.” I had to answer rather than make me angry.

“Ren want to have a boy what girl?” I sat down, then leaned against her body. I shook my head to tickle his stomach.

“What do you want to eat? Let me cook.” Idih looking for another topic, I am a manyun while showing a grin in front of him. He laughed and pinched my cheek. “There is chicken gak?”

“There is a refrigerator. Try it, cute yes.” I thrust the phone, the photo of the three of us appears.

“He's a cute sister. I'll cook a roasted chicken?” he reached hp, which he had put near his feet. Then fall again. “Find recipe first ah.”

While I'm cool with Safina. “Fina clay Aunt here.” cekrek-cekrek. It's so funny. I kissed her forehead twice, she also laughed, showing off her little teeth. He then took a set of cooking toys. Haha, I do have a lot of children's toys. Even though I have no children myself. This sometimes happens when you are shopping. But it also finally applies if the nephew is at play, or if I play with children complex.

“Do not want this?  it looks good.” Ren pulled my arm to stick to his chest. He showed me pictures of roasted chicken that looked seductive. It looks good all.

“Mau, want, want, like good.” I'm enthusiastic.

“Ya cooked there.” His eyes pointed at the kitchen with a laugh.

“No, I don't want to cook.” Protesting not losing fast. I told you this morning.

“Haha cute.” Again he pinched my cheek. “I'm the one who cooks, Brother is playing with Safina. Kiss first but.” He counted every part of his face with fingers. Like children who want to kiss their mothers.

“One, two, three, four, five, six, go, eight, nine, ten.” Cunning, why his lips three times. “Come fast, I need power supply for cooking.”

All right, I'll do what he wants. Let him quickly go to the kitchen.

“Kakak!” Just getting to the kitchen was screaming.

“Hemmm.” I'm busy posting photos on my personal sosmed. While sitting with Safina. “You cook how much?”

“One day dear.” How much do you want to cook? Cheboh when it's cooked, in portions.

“Kakak!”

I heard him call, but I was still too cool with hp to not answer him. Seeing the photos of the three of us diverted my world.

“Kakak!” his voice raised, making me reflexively answer and turn towards the kitchen.

“Why?” why else, why else!

“If in three seconds do not answer, save again hpmu.” Choked me. Even though I didn't eat one.

“Haha darling.” I got up and ran to the kitchen. “Ngambek yes.” Hugging her who was already preparing to cook, she was already wearing an apron. “He loved this again ngedit photos. What do you want to ask again?” Then I'll cook the same. Still hugging him, he had not yet broken his heart. His face was still pouting.

“Sana sitting with Safina let me cook.” Finally, he kissed my cheek.

“Bener?” I haven't let go of my embrace.

“It's there.”

I laughed happily as I walked out of the kitchen, not yet seated, Ren had already called.

“Kakak!”

“What?” Looking and not forgetting to put on a million watt smile.

“Just want to call aja.” Grrrrr. His face looked completely innocent.

A moment of calm, it seemed like he was still preparing the materials and equipment he was going to wear.

“Fina view this. It's funny. More photos yuk both.” Czech-cekrek.

“Kakak!” Started again.

“What!”

“Where is the kitchen spice?”

“In the refrigerator dear, turmeric, ginger, cere, laos everything in the refrigerator.” I said with patience. My voice was made as soft as possible.

“Kakak!”

“What”

“Worker where?”

“There in the corner dear.”

I heard she was already humming a little, I saw from the tv room, she was cool in the kitchen. Mercifully. Not sugar is the same as my inner salt.

“Kakak!”

“What else is dear?”

“Same salt sugar where?”

“There in front of you dear. Well have you seen?” I just guessed Ren's standing position. While closing your eyes will also know where salt and sugar are.

“Ia already.”  Answer lightly. Grrrrr, want me to go to the kitchen and tell him to get out of the way.

“Kakak!”

“What a darling.”

“Tone powder where?”

“There is in a small jar near dear salt, the table is a small package.”

If he is silent, it means meeting.

“Kakak!”

“What a darling.”

“Hahaha.” Laugh I responded. It's up to you Ren.

I turned to Safina when she stopped asking. “Fina here what?”

“Pel, mop.”

“ Pinter, it's apple. Smart yeah, here aunty dear smart boy. What is this?” I grabbed another plastic.

“Ambu.”

“Bamboo, pinter, funny thing.”

I want to have my own kids, hehe. A few times this has been the subject of our conversation, but Ren doesn't seem to think too much about it. He wants to have a child, but later. Now let me hug brother first. Even if you don't have kids now, I don't mind. My mom is not too pushy either. Yes I know, as the last child whose three older sisters are married his family already has many grandchildren. Not too rushed. Ahhhh, but I myself want to have children. If in my own family, I have two grandchildren from Mas Gilang.

My daydreams were broken when I heard greetings from outside. The voice, the voice of children.

“Let me out.” Ren is in the tv room.

“Eh, let me just love. You'll cook again.”  I came out through the living room. The living room door was closed, only the side door was open.

“Wahhh there are twins yes, bring what is this.” I asked excitedly to see two twin boys with two hairs.

“Donat Aunty, mother who made.” Kiran who acts as an older brother thrusts a plate filled with donuts at me.

“So I helped mommy love chocolate aunt, this one, this one.” Kikan who became the spirit sister explained. Actually they only a few seconds adrift, but there is always a brother and sister if the twins yes. Seeing them lined up like this is very funny if you have twins. But do not ask their mother how the struggle to care for two babies at once, then auto retreat regularly. Hehe.

“Wahhh, beautiful. Thanks yeah. Who wants ice cream, Aunt has ice cream you know.”

“I want.”

“I want.”

Funny thing about both of them.

“Let's go in first, there's Safina inside.”

They're following behind me in. “Wait for aunty take ice cream first.”

“Ia Aunt,” answer them simultaneously.

They played three. Familiar, without greeting each other, just directly nimbrung. Safina also gave the doll to Kikan.

“Ren want a donut? given by the twins.” I put doughnuts on the table.

“Hemm, later.” Still busy with work.

“Kiran, Kikan want ice cream taste what? here!” I called them to come closer to the kitchen.

When they're in the kitchen and see Ren cooking. “Ada Om Renan is cooking huh?” Kikan greeted Ren, he was indeed much more chatty and familiar.

“Ia, help here.” Ren answered.

“No need, want ice cream only.”

“Hahaha.” I laughed when Ren glanced back at “You want mango or chocolate?”

“Brown.” The two answered.

“Can be the same, then this is the chocolate ice cream.” I leave one-on-one on them.

“Please Aunty we go home first yes.”

“Lho don't play first?” I said.

“Ngak Aunty, said mother if there is Om Renan can not play, because Auntie will play the same Om.”

“Hah!” Between confusion, shame and shock. These kids tell me what to try.

“Hahaha, your pinter, go home there.” Ren chimed in, he laughed, while I was embarrassed. There's-there's their mother explaining. Do not know what language to use until the children also understand.

“Say thank you mommy ya donutnya.” I'm taking them out of the house.

“Sama-sama Aunty, thanks also for the ice cream.” The two of them went home, I could still hear the rest of their laughter from a distance.

I still laughed in memory of the twins answer.

“Ren you are very famous in the complex yes.”

“Why?” He was still stirring the revealed chicken with herbs. After that he cut the eggplant and cucumber. Boiling the eggplant, I don't really like raw eggplant.

“Befit if there are you children do not want to play, he said there is Om Renan, it turns out his mother said so. This must be because you often follow if I am not at home when you go home.”

“As far as they want to think what.” The answer I can predict.

“Idih.” Reply while taking a sugar-studded donut. Hemm, good, there's pineapple jam in it.

“Sister, you often run around if I am not at home huh?” the question choked my throat.

“Hahaha, darling, not swear.” I hugged him, why am I fishing in the murky water. “Haaa!” let go of hugs. Resisting his own surprise.

“What?”

“Bude again ironing clothes yes.” Whispering while pinching Ren's waist.

“Awww, why?” Ren did not feel anything strange, why if there was another bude ironing clothes was so full of thought..

“Ihhh, so bude denger all earlier donk.” I panicked myself.

“Listen what.” My pinch is getting hard on Ren's waist. “Awwww, awww.” I want to sink to the bottom of the ocean, ashamed. How could I forget that bude was ironing in the back room. Oh my God, the glimpsing events of this morning are repeating. My face is red. Especially when I'm acting amit-amit wants to ask for hp from him. Aaaa.

“Haha, Brother shy yes.”

“Already silent.”

I took a doughnut and a bottle of juice in the fridge, and also some mineral water. I put it on the tray. Take him to the back room, where bude completed the ironing. I bit my lip before standing in front of him.

“Bude, rest first, eat the same cake drink.” I put a tray on the table near her sitting down ironing.

“He Ma'am thanks.” He answered, but did not stop his work. She smiled, why am I so embarrassed that she smiled. Looks like a bude smile on terms of meaning.

“Ke ahead first yes Bude, eaten yes Bude, rest yes if tired.” Wrong behavior and want to run away immediately.

“Ia Mbak.”

I really want to sink to the bottom of the ocean now.

Seriate...

“ Hello I'm LaSheira, so far who do you like in my Husband's story Possessive. If it were me, I'd be Ren's grandson. Hehe, he's cute especially if you're craving.”