
"Well, .. let's eat the fried banana. I live first in, I buy squid and shrimp, ask immediately in the cuisine before Ayumi wakes up later." Tutih placed a plate of fried bananas that were still hot right between Amar and Randy, who were currently sitting in the same bale-bale.
"Thank you, Mom!" Randy.
While Amar just nodded and smiled at your mother.
"Yes, if you talk it usually takes a snack." Sindir Tutih to two men who are not adrift of far age.
From then on the two just fell silent, even Ali and Tutih to laugh when peering from inside the kitchen, found the behavior of the child and his daughter-in-law who still felt awkward with each other.
"They're still quiet?" Ali asked his wife slowly.
"Yes so. Yesterday-yesterday events may still make both of them awkward, .. so leave it alone. Later also talk to yourself if you are tired of each other silent like that!" Tutih smiled when he felt funny with the behavior of his two sons.
The woman immediately approached the container of shrimp and squid that Ali had washed, began to include various kinds of spices so that the taste was more delicious. But not with Ali, the old man was busy sitting by the window, staring at Randy and Amar with a slight sense of anxiety.
Ali is afraid that something will happen again, considering that both have the same stubborn nature and tend not to budge. Especially Amar, who certainly Ali knows his nature and character.
"Not to watch!" The Tutih looked at her husband, then returned to the shrimp and squid that the Tutih would cook.
"The father was just anticipating, afraid that the two of them were fighting again like yesterday." Ali.
"Despite it look like that?"
"No, so far they've been quiet. Busy with each other's cell phones." Ali clearly did not take her eyes off.
Ali never stopped watching Amar also the husband of his daughter Randy. And after a long time, finally Amar was seen starting the conversation, while carrying a fried banana which he immediately put into his mouth.
"So, ... How should I call you?" Amar. "With name? Ah but it's rude, even though you married my sister, but you're 3 years older than me!" The man continued his words.
While Randy has yet to answer, he grabs a fried banana on the same plate, and tries to enjoy it without bothering to question his brother-in-law.
"Then? Should I call you brother too? While you're much younger than me?" He said a little tart.
Randy finally opened his voice.
"Not bother. Just call me Amar! And I'm gonna call you Randy. .. fair right?" She smiles.
"Yes yes, whatever! I don't care about anything else, other than my wife's feelings." Randy.
Amar smiling. But she turned a sharp look at the husband of her younger sister. Watching in silence, Randy's movements, as if he was suspecting something.
"You can be a martial arts master. You can have all the power with your money. There is only one you have to remember! I will not be silent if my beloved sister is toyed with by other men ..including you, I am not afraid even though my life is at stake!" Resolute Amar.
He seemed to mean it.
Randy stopped chewing. He turned his head towards the left side where Amar was, he was silent without any expression.
"You're threatening?"
The look on his face was flat, his voice was low, with squeaking eyes, looking at Amar with a feeling of annoyance.
Amar sniffed both of his shoulders, and very casually he brought back the fried banana, while moving both of his eyebrows.
"Do you not know yourself? Forgetful? Or stupid?" Randy's great-grandson is slow.
"No. I'm just an older brother who doesn't want anyone to hurt my sister, even if it's her husband." Saying Amar relax.
Randy changed his sitting position, until he now sits opposite Amar.
"That hurt Ayumi is you if I have to remind you! You made her trauma even greater, and it affected her until now with Anxiety Disorder, .. and with no shame did you say that to me? The one who was trying so hard to cure him!" Randy growled.
"What kind of a brother are you?"
His patience seemed to be being thoroughly tested by Amar. Even the man continued to smile as flashes of anger began to show Randy.
"Liet. Don't have to hold this with me! I like to joke around, .. just don't know!" Amar.
"You're not kidding, but you're testing me. You underestimated me, and you doubted me!" Randy replies in a low voice and is also full of emphasis.
Amar blinked his eyes a few times. Suddenly his chest pounded, he was nervous and a little scared, as Randy began to approach, grabbing the top of his clothes and gripping him very strongly.
"What do you really want, huh!" Randy growled.
"Darling!"
Ayumi shouted from the kitchen doorway. How surprised when she found her husband was preparing to beat Amar who could not wart.
Likewise with Ali as well as Tutih, those who had started busy cooking again were surprised by Ayumi's screams.
"Don't hit me again!" Ayumi runs over to Randy.
And with one pull Ayumi kept her husband away from Amar.
"Why are you angry?" Ayumi rubbed her husband's chest, looked up at her husband's angry face.
"Diamy!" Amar cleared his throat, fixing the position of his clothes as well.
"What's this about? I left you just fine." The tutih came with a panic.
Randy was silent, with a sharp gaze that kept on going to Amar.
His eyes were red, his breathing roaring. Even Randy's chest was seen going up and down very quickly. However, this time she could not do anything, because Ayumi came and hugged her very tightly.
"Well, take Randy in firstwell!" Ali looked at.
Ayumi immediately nodded, leading her husband into the house.
"What's up, Mar?" Ali's approaching.
"Don't know. Just a little male talk, but he's too tempramen until my joke words he's making serious." Obviously Amar.
"What did you say?" The tutih looked at him Amar full of probing.
Amar was silent, he looked at his father and mother in turn. Tutih's gaze also Ali looked so sad, the worry was clearly visible from the expression of the two.
"Marine?" Call Ali.
"Just say if he messes with Ayumi. Then the first person he had to face was Amar, sir. No matter how great and influential she is, but if she hurts Ayumi, then Amar will never be afraid to fight Randy." Amar explained.
Ali sighed, and so did Tutih. The woman sat down, then rubbed her son's back very slowly.
"Why did you say that?"
"Yes Amar said that was all. So Randy doesn't dare to play Ayumi, .. Do you know? A man with a sufficient economy will never suffice with one woman." Amar looked at his father.
"Randy can't be like that!"
"Amar is just wondering, Mom! It's not all men like that, but most of them, .. yes Mom and Dad seem to be more experienced." He turned to look at his mother.
Ali was silent, as was the Tutih, because what Amar said had a point.
"But next time don't go overboard. It's not good either until you keep offending Randy!"
"Yes, Sir. Sorry!"
"Not to apologize. You're right, just that not everyone can receive such a warning. Maybe Randy's not who you think he is, so he's a little offended." Tutih.
"But Amar doesn't say he's a man isn't right."
"Mom knows, but you indirectly offended Randy. So we should look at it from quite a distance, I know you will not be able to accept if Ayumi is hurt, .. I also know what you were with Ayumi first, I also know how dear you were, although your relationship had stretched, but actually a brother is so right? So do not go too close, let Ayumi live her household well, maybe someday there must be a mistake, and our task is just to remind, no need to interfere more deeply."
Amar did not answer anymore, he just nodded listening to every word the Tutih said.
"Already, don't think too much. Ayumi is trying to calm Randy down, ..Hopefully Randy isn't upset anymore." Said Ali.
"Yes, why are such stubborn men! Not to mention with his high ego to the point of being emotional like that!" Amar Mumbles.
"You are too! Not conscious, right?" Sindir Ali laughed loudly.
"Basic!" Tutih pickled Amar's earlobe.
"Dude!" Amar complained, grimacing when he felt the heat in his earlobe.