Not the Story of Siti Nurbaya

Dinner (Part 1)

Syifa was stricken with hunger so much that her intestines felt twisted in her stomach. He just realized he had not eaten dinner at this time. There is no food available in the kitchen. Because for two days yesterday he was in a new house with everything that was served by Bi Asih. While he just returned to this house which of course must be self-paced. So, inevitably he had to cook food to fill his stomach.

"Humph! There is only noodle instnt doang." he lamented when he saw the food supply in the storage cabinet.

Syifa should have been shopping for vegetables, fish, chicken, and eggs for the next two or three days.

But, because the preoccupation of being in a big house complete with servants who are ready to serve makes him forget his shopping plans. As a result, the refrigerator was empty, as well as a food storage cabinet that was left with only two cans of processed fish, and a few packs of instant noodles in the storage cabinet.

Kaya if the condition of my stomach is again wrapped around rich gini. Than the stomach is more wrong. Thought Syifa closed her storage cabinet.

"What are you looking for, baby?" tanya Zikra just finished her bath and has changed clothes. He was wearing a plain white t-shirt and milk-brown jogger pants.

Syifa turned her body towards Zikra who was standing behind her. Had not been able to answer the question of the handsome athletic body, suddenly he closed his nose with one hand. The other hand pushed her body away from her.

"Sana... Don't come near!" he still closed his nose.

Somehow the scent that emanated from Zikra's body that was supposed to be fragrant soap, turned into an unpleasant smell when it stopped by and entered into Syifa's sense of smell. As a result he became dizzy and a little nauseous.

"Lho's? Why?" ask Zikra confused.

"You stink." said Syifa quickly. I left Zikra looking for a safe place.

"What's? A smell? Any time?" Zikra directly raised his left and right arms in turn. He sniffed and smelled his own body odor to confirm the smell his wife meant.

“Ah, no kok, Yank..” kilah Zikra after not being able to detect the smell that Syifa means. “aku kan abis bath. Masa said smell anyway?”

“But, your body scent makes me dizzy as well as nauseous. Mending you keep your distance first be the same as me.” Syifa.

“It can't be so, Yank. I was told to be far away from you. I will miss you later. Missing is heavy. Yank...”

Krukukk. Krukuk...

Sontak Syifa touched her stomach with a face red with embarrassment.

"Why, Yank? You're laper?"

"No. I'm full." said Syifa a little annoyed.

Kreukk ...

"But your stomach sounds. That's your laper sign, isn't it?"

"Humph, you know what, tanya," his mouthfuls angrily. "i haven't had dinner yet."

Zikra smiled as he walked over to his wife. It seems he's no longer nauseous. Then she wrapped her arms and hugged her waist from behind.

"I'm hungry too." whispered Zikra in Syifa's ear. "let's have dinner together."

"Hey, hey, hey .. keep your distance!" syifa cried out to withstand the nausea that began to attack him.

"Oh my goodness, Yank. You are so fucking. I think I'm the truck that wants to crash. Don't dong that. Truck's just a trailer, when do we want to stay away?" moaning Zikra mengelas. "lagian, you really do not like the smell of the smell of my body. Just now when I kissed you. I haven't had a shower yet."

Syifa suddenly fell silent. To understand what Zikra said. Trying to gather memories in remembering them. Then find a point that is still difficult to conclude. What really happened to him today. Why does it feel different. I don't know why he enjoys the smell of Zikra's body sweating after a day of activity. Rather than the smell of soap coming out of her husband's body. Before it felt ordinary.

Ah, maybe my stomach is laper again. That's why he reacted to the rada lebay gini. Thought Syifa was trying not to think strangely.

"Effects empty stomach me times. So show unusual reactions."

"Too laper ya already cooked." refuted Zikra.

"I haven't been shopping for vegetables for two days, so the fridge is empty."

"Storage closet?"

"There's just instant noodles. But I don't want to eat noodles anymore."

Syifa seemed to be thinking.

"Want to eat out?" ask Zikra while pulling out the dining chair, then sit down. "at the restaurant, is that it?"

"No, ah. I don't want food in the restaurant." replied Syifa also sitting in a chair, but deliberately looking for a position that is not too close to her husband.

"So where do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat the roadside fried rice at the end of the alley."

"Yes, already. I bought it first." Zikra stood up and hurried away, "you wait at home. Please make me a warm drink."

"No way." said Syifa quickly. He looked a bit angry and spoiled. "i told you to eat fried rice, but he ate it on the spot."

Zikra frowned in wonder.

"Are you sure you want to eat there?" tanyanya doubt.

"Yes." Yeah."

Zikra was surprised and astonished by Syifa's attitude tonight that felt a little strange and unusual.

"Why? You don't want to eat there, do you?" syifa's search was curious to see Zikra's expression that seemed not to want to do what he asked. "I know, you must have objected to eating roadside food. Yeah iyeah. You are now the boss of a big company. Where would you like to eat in such a dirty place." he continued in a disappointed tone.

"No. That's not what I mean." debunk Zikra.

"No more papa, Mr. Boss," a thin Syifa grin rose to his feet. "let me eat alone there. If you want to eat at the restaurant, yes, whatever." he moves into his room to take a jacket and wallet. After that, it goes out.

"Yank, where might I not come. Anyway, I want to be the boss or not the canator. I don't think it has anything to do with my beautiful wife's wishes." Zikra confronted Syifa at the door of the room as his wife was about to leave.

"Yes?" Syifa did not believe her husband's words.

"Wears!" Zikra raised her index and middle fingers trying to convince her. Syifa just grunted indifferently.

"You can't believe it anyway, Yank."

"OKAY. I believe."

Zikra smiled. "Wait, I'll get the car keys first" he said.

"I don't want to get in the car" Syifa said quickly.

"Yes, get on the bike."

"Not to either."

Again, Zikra was made to be surprised by the rejection of girls who usually did not demand much.

"I want to walk." Syifa concluded. Zikra snorted weakly.

"Yes, I took the jacket first." said Zikra in a low voice.

Zikra did not understand why Syifa's attitude tonight became a little strange than usual. The girl usually always behaves naturally and is not spoiled. And strangely Zikra did not want to ask him directly. He just silenced her and just followed what she asked.

Connect ...

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