
Delia chuckles at Alan as if sad, because of the night that later. Now it has turned into a chaos.
It's not good for me, Alan muttered.
"Come, bobo. Wait tomorrow, the power will hopefully, come the month," said Delia. Makes Alan stand excited, looking forward to tomorrow. His eyes twinkled, muttering inwardly," his photo of tomorrow must not fail.
Alan sat on the bed, kissing his wife's forehead." The spirit for tomorrow."
They lay their bodies on the bed.
"Organ."
Alan's index finger, it's on Delia's lips." Stutttt .. remember not to call names. What to call?"
"Darling ...."
"Well, pinter. This wife!"
A kiss landed on Delia's cheek from Alan's lips.
"Sun back dong."
"Ih, that was it."
"So it was different now dong," said Alan thrust his cheek. Delia just shook her head, kissing Alan's cheek in embarrassment.
"Well, it's already."
The night was getting late, Alan continued to invite Delia to chat. But in the middle of the chatter, Alan heard a snoring sound from his bedside, when he saw it. It turned out that Delia had fainted first, flying into a dream.
Turning her body to the left where Delia was asleep.
"Thank you for loving me even if not completely," Alan said. Kiss the wife's forehead and say." Good night to sleep."
In the morning Alan woke up his nose smelling the aroma of cooking from the kitchen, stepping into the bathroom cleaning himself.
After cleaning up, Alan saw Delia cooking.
"Where are the servants in this villa?" alan asked his wife. He was busy cooking fried rice.
"So, I just want to do masakin for you baby!" answer Delia. Makes Alan's heart flower.
"Well, now it's usual to call baby, Alan's baby," Alan said, laughing a little.
"What the hell, dear love that," grumbled Delia. His lips suddenly twitched. Makes Alan seem anxious with the spoiled behavior of his new wife lately.
Alan approached, hugging from behind the praiser while whispering." I love it, that spoiled time."
Delia pinched her husband's waist. He said, "the effect is rich."
"No, even so sweet. Because we're not used to it yet" Alan said.
"Yes, the wealth" said Delia. Diverting fried rice on a plate.
The slender-eyed woman provided her cooking for Alan, as it was the first time Delia had cooked.
One mouthful floated on Alan's mouth. Chew slowly.
Oh my god, this is what cooking makes me die standing, so salty, muttered Alan.
"Where is cooking?" ask Delia. Alan seemed no longer strong to chew fried rice made by his wife.
"Well, that's so good, baby. It's the best food I've ever eaten!" alan is lying.
Delia who heard all of that, made her feel proud. Because my husband likes what he does.
"Bebebeb, don't eat?" ask Alan.
"I don't like eating rice early in the morning!" answer Delia.
Alan seemed to be in disbelief, how could he finish the fried rice made by Delia. Which is so salty.
"Eat it," said Delia.
Alan nodded in agreement to Delia's words.
At that moment, Delia asked Alan something.
"Is there ever anyone you love Alan. Like a girlfriend, a couple?" ask Delia. Making the drinking water that Alan drank a little squirt.
"I mean?" Alan was confused by Delia's question. He stopped his eating activity.
"There is, the rich! That my wife has never been?" ask Alan. Making Delia speechless, that she only experienced a strange taste in Rudi. From there he brushed off that feeling.
"Nothing!" delia replied with a look.
Alan smeared Delia's hands together, saying, "the one who first made me fall in love at first sight. It's you Delia."
Alan hid his secret, he did not want to hurt Delia. Because the past let be the past, now turn into a new page with Delia.
"I did too!" answer Delia.
The two humans were floating around each other, staring at each other. When the kiss started to land.
Tok .. tok .. sound of the door being knocked.
Alan immediately lowered his head, Delia rushed off to meet the person who knocked on the door. With a little misbehavior.
When the door opened, the female and male figures were standing, turning their backs to Delia.
"Who?" ask Delia.
The two men turned around to open the black glasses attached to their eyes.
"Ami," cried Delia. Hugged his best friend.
Alan immediately approached who the person who was the guest at the moment.
"Wow, Mas Rudi," said Alan.
Delia invited Ami and Rudi in, while sitting down. Suddenly, Rudi's stomach sounded.
"Well, why Mas?" ask Alan.
"Laper!" answer Rudi.
With pride Delia offered her fried rice at that time to Rudi.
"It just so happens that I made a lot of fried rice. Eat yu," Delia told Rudi. At that time Rudi woke up to the dining table.
Alan was a little panicked, because Delia's cooking was so salty. Ami who saw the panic Alan immediately asked, "loh why Al."
Alan whispered the ketelinga Ami," Delia's cooking is so salty mba."
Ami was shocked, by Alan's words. Because if Rudi eats bad food or salience he will tell the truth. Fear made Delia hurt.
Rushing toward Rudi at that time, Rudi had not yet fed the fried rice. Ami rushed to get it.
"Well, why mah?" ask Rudi.
"Papah would like if fried rice a lot of eggs. Let mama. Add again. Oh yeah, Del. Don't you think I'm racing again?" ask Ami.
"Oh, please Am!" answer Delia. There was a bit of disappointment because Rudi did not eat the food.
"Let it go, people's tongues are different" whispered Alan. Make Delia fall out.
Adeptly Ami added rice, soy sauce and eggs so that the taste is mixed and fused. Not salty anymore.
"It's done" said Ami. Giving fried rice that has been recycled.
The look of the delicious fried rice makes Alan want to try Ami's cooking.
"Alan come on, usually you like to try mba cuisine," asked Ami. Makes Alan a little happy. Do not eat fried rice that is too salty.
While trying, Rudi praised Ami's cooking, "Mamah's fried rice, is indeed the best."
"Thank you papah!"
"But it's still delicious made by my wife Delia" said Alan. Enjoy fried rice made by Ami.
Alan gave his filler a thumbs up on the left side of his plate, a sign Ami was a great man.
"Pity tomorrow I'll do it again!" answer Delia. It took Alan a heavy shock.
Ami laughed a little at Alan in shock. Saying kasian.
Mampus I, should have said it from the beginning yes, if the fried rice made by Delia is salty. If this is my business that is tormented, Alan grumbled in his heart
Fate .. fate!