Not the Hope Husband

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Viona sighed in annoyance, her head shook slowly, her current feelings could not be described. He lifted his head up to the ceiling trying to hold back his tears that forced him to come out.

Do not want to be silent and lament the fate. Viona moved from where she was sitting and swung her steps to the bathroom while waiting for the groceries to come.

20 Minutes later, Viona was fresh. Then dressed neatly and sitting in front of the mirror looking at his face, a look pointed at his lips slowly the index fingers touched him. Recollected and when Fatir touched her, Viona's eyes closed in thought and memory.

A moment later he opened his eyes hoping for Fatir to be in front of him. But that's just an expectation.

There was a bell sound from outside, that must have been sending Viona's order. Shopping for kitchen needs to fill the refrigerator, from now on he decided to learn to cook even though he could not at all.

Sure enough, at the door lay all her groceries just right away Viona took her to the kitchen and and arranged it in the refrigerator leaving only kale, tempeh and onion. "But what did it do? kale and tempe!"

Then Viona opened her smart objects surfing on google looking for recipes for tempe and kale dishes. After that he began to execute the ingredients and provide all the seasonings needed.

"Look." His finger was scratched at the tip of the knife. Fortunately it only scratched and left only a drop of blood, hurriedly looking for hansaplast to close the wound.

Then go back to cutting the kale. Continue to cut onions and chilies so that it makes him shed tears, sore.

"This is a man who never cooks. Cut the onion, cry, cut the wound finger kale. Basic yes! try learning to cook. Ahk .. But being late is better than nothing." Viona spoke to herself.

Although the first time, Viona is really careful in cooking.do not want to get to pickles or most spices. While paying attention to his tutorials on mobile. Tasting until repeatedly until he feels fit with the taste.

"Viona-style kale is ready .." kept at the table. "Now it's time to make tempe mendoan. Ouch ... fear of hot oil, how dong? Oh yea. The fire has to be small." Start frying tempeh that has been dipped with wheat that has been seasoned and onions and celery.

"Wait until it dries Boss ...."

Viona is making fun of her IG status, her first-ever status on cooking. Within a minute, dozens of comments arrived. Including Hendra who commented. Tuh cah kale and tempe mendoan.

Viona immediately removed the comment from Hendra afraid that anyone would see. Especially those who are familiar, afraid of being fatal and he himself will be the moons.

After finishing frying and arranged on the table. Now it's your turn to make the eyes of the cow that is smiling with the sauce.

"Finally done. Simple Viona cuisine ready to eat." Viona's lips expanded, proud of herself even though she was just learning but the taste and appearance was quite decent.

He sat on the sofa waiting for Fatir to come home, he was sure Fatir would have gone back to the apartment.

Time has shown ten o'clock at night. Viona who had been trying to learn to cook so looked ketar-ketir, restless. Though he was already hungry but tried to hold it to eat with Fatir later, but the one in waiting did not show the trunk of his nose.

"Where the hell?" Viona's mumbling. Want a phone call but prestige. Finally waiting sweet on the couch.

Several times Viona yawned and laid herself on that sofa. Until he finally fell asleep, forgetting his hunger.

At about 11 o'clock, Fatir just set foot in the apartment. He deliberately went home late so that Viona did not see the situation hit by the Soraya family. Embarrassed.

Entering, her eyes immediately found Viona lying on the sofa hugging the sofa cushion. Then Fatir's bead was fixed on Viona's finger wrapped in a hansaplast.

Very slowly Fatir approached. Previously kept a helmet on the table. "Why's jari?" fatir Gumam. Very slowly touching it. Not sure if you have to wake up. Fatir decided to move his body to the bed.

Viona also felt that her body felt floating in the air, but so sleepy she was unable to open the eyes of an instant.

Slowly Fatir lay the beautiful woman he covered. For a moment Fatir's body restrained on top of Viona's body and stared intensely at that slumbering face. Cup! landed a brief kiss on the woman's forehead.

Fatir came down and walked towards the kitchen, his intention was to take drinking water, thirsty. But looking at the table there were some menus making steps Fatir took him to the dining table. Looking towards the room to the table. He believes this is a dish at home is not the result of buying looks there are some dirty pans in the sink that has not been washed.

"Did he cook himself? he said he couldn't cook! proved to cook noodles can not. Is this cooking?" Fatir was astonished and spoke for himself.

Then he sat down and took a spoon to taste the kale. "Good stuff too." His stomach suddenly called for a voice protesting for rations. Finally Fatir took a plate and poured rice, eggs. Cah kale and tempeh, Fatir did not waste time to devour the dishes at the table.

"Euk." She was so full that she repeatedly burped. Ending it with a glass of water, Fatir cleaned the dishes and used glasses he brought to the sink as he washed them all.

"His finger was wounded by a knife. It's a son of a man!" batin Fatir again.

Now Fatir lay on his side facing Viona who looked very sound. Fatir reached out to touch Viona's injured finger. "Kasian. for learning how to cook your fingers hurt. Next time be careful." His finger stroked Viona's wound.

Then Fatir lay covered his body with the same blanket as Viona up to the stomach. And it didn't take long to shut down and pick up his dream.

As usual Fatir woke up at 03.00 after bathing directly went to the market, not forgetting to take his helmet. Leaving behind Viona who was still soundly asleep.

Tonight Fatir comes home, Viona is asleep. Go also Viona is still the same as before, because it is around that hour Fatir went shopping. At the same time, people are feeling good to sleep.

Fatir walks out of Viona's apartment. Fatir himself has personal access to be able to enter at any time or go home at any time.

When the sound of the Adhan sounded, Viona woke up and wriggled favorably, squinting her eyes observing the atmosphere of the room. He realized that he had fallen asleep on the couch last night while waiting for Fatir to come home. Directing the view to the empty side.

Viona's hand flicked the blanket and rushed down while calling. "Fatir. The Fatir?" there is no middle room.

To the dining table, there are food marks look there is only a little left. Looking at the sink, the furniture that he left dirty last night is no longer there and clean in place. Viona smiled and then took her steps to the empty bathroom as well but the dirty clothes were hanging. Viona was stunned for a while.

Then he cleaned, with warm water. 15 minutes later Viona hurried out and put on her formal clothes. Sit in the makeup. Tidying hair and wearing a thin powder but does not reduce its beauty.

Take his prayer equipment, rest on the prayer mat. After that he opened the curtains and sunlight slipped in through the window. Walk to the balcony to breathe the morning air that is still not polluted by pollution. "Huuh .. its cold."

Take his step into the kitchen. Want to cook, fear Fatir does not come home again, if the night so surely home. Finally, Viona only makes warm milk and bread just for breakfast.

Last night Viona did not meet Fatir. There was a sense of wanting to meet and look her in the face, Viona was waiting for Fatir to not be there to take her to work and finally Fiona set out on her own to her company.

Because he had resigned from the BANK where he worked with Alisa, now Viona so not an office anymore with his close friend. Now Viona will focus more on taking care of the head office and branches including the BANK that she gave up her days there.

Because of that busyness. Viona came home at four or five in the afternoon. Especially if overtime until night can also.

It had been a few days since Fatir had come home late at night when Viona had already slept well and left before Viona woke up. Every night, Viona always cooks for dinner and every time when the morning cooking is gone, making Viona feel happy because of what she provides Fatir to eat. And his efforts to learn to cook were not in vain.

But in his little heart there is a sense of disappointment because not in a few days did not meet the person. Make him feel sad, let alone the warmth he has given me say hello no time.

Like tonight Viona finished cooking her balado cob and sauteing green broccoli. Eggs and cow eyes and this time Viona ate first free waiting as well. With a sense of annoyance and sadness he feed her, while making status in ig. Sad to eat alone, and Alisa immediately commented. Where to ayang? do not be sad later also in the arms at the end with emoticons, love.

Making Viona's lips smile and immediately ending her meal with a glass of water.

After washing the food and furniture, watching television for a while and opening her laptop for a moment busied herself on the laptop screen and again Viona fell asleep on the spot.

Fatir who tipped his helmet. Bluffing as her eyes closed, Viona fell asleep on the sofa. Laptop lights up on the thigh.

After locking the door and keeping the helmet. Opening the jacket he kept on the shoulder of the sofa. He sat down at the foot of the protruding Viona, who was wearing only his favorite short pajama suit. Fatir's hand picked up the laptop that was still on he turned it off and he kept it on the table.

"Spoiled base. Always sleeping on the couch asking me to move what? weight tofu .. Your body is heavy." Fatir grumbled while positioning her body to hold Viona's body.

Fatir held himself back after lifting Viona's body as Viona muttered. "Hem." without opening my eyes.

"Based on his sleep rich kebo, I thought I'd wake up? maybe if I force it also will not wake he he he he ..." Fatir mesem-mesem himself and then bring Viona's body to the room.

Slowly Fatir lay down on the bed and suddenly Viona's hand reached for Fatir's shoulder.

"Where are you going anyway? I miss you. Don't leave me again huh," Viona's voice melded with her wet husky voice ....

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