One Big Dipper Two Love

Chapter 25

“Thank you for ... already allowing us to get married,” said Hangga hesitantly.

‘There is a woman who allows her husband to remarry, Mas. No wife will ever marry her husband again. What is there is a wife FORCED to let her husband marry again.’ I want it to be fragrant to say so, but what came out was precisely a nod.

“Sorry, I want to continue making breakfast,” concluded Harum wanted to end the conversation with the husband who had just cheated on him.

Without waiting for an answer, Harum turned around and continued his activities that had been delayed.

Hangga sighed softly staring at the back covered in the long headscarf, before finally ascending to the second floor to clean up.

Fifteen minutes later, both Nata and Hangga descended to the first floor with a neat appearance. They took a lightning shower. His second hair was even still wet, not having time to dry it.

“Come Hangga, fast!” Nata is in a hurry.

“Nat, breakfast first!” Hangga stopped Nata's steps by slowly pulling his hand.

“Breakfast in the office, not hunted. I also haven't used make up.” Nata is already wearing neat work clothes, blouses and skirts span blue typical of one of the private banks. While her face has not been polished make up due to the rush. The plan is to dress up in the car.

Hangga glanced at his hand watch. “Hoo, just a minute!” he said a little forcefully.

Hangga knew Harum had made breakfast, so he forced Nata to take the time to enjoy his first wife's cooking. This is just a form of appreciation. Hangga does not want to make Harum even more hurt by ignoring his hard work making breakfast. Tired of cooking, uh not eaten. That's what happened in the mind of the Hanges.

Why do you realize now, Hanges? Didn't you always do that yesterday?

“Darling, I'm a new employee. If I get fired how?” lontar the clear-skinned woman tried to refuse. In addition to hurrying, Nata also hung out facing Harum.

“If fired yes don't work. Your husband is still able to support you,” said Hangga.

Nata took a deep breath hearing her husband's reply. Working for a wife is not only about the material, but there is a pleasure in itself because it feels able to channel the knowledge that has been learned for years in college.

Not willing to argue with the man who just married her a day, Nata chose to obey Hangga. Then, the two headed towards the dining table.

“Mari breakfast first!” bring Harum who has sat facing the dining table.

Hangga and Nata immediately took a sitting position. Nata sat beside Hanges, while Harum sat across from Hanges.

"Which, before going to the office I want to stop by Melly's house first," Nata said as she sat down.

"What are you doing? He said in a hurry, even want to stop by Melly's house," said Hangga.

"You take my things."

"I'm going to take a hairdryer, take a hairdresser. I go to the office every morning with wet hair like gini" said Nata.

Fragrant looking at the two men before her, her heart throbbed again to see the appearance of wet hair of her husband and honey this morning.

You have to strengthen your heart again, Rum. Maybe every morning, you'll see an apparition like that.

"Rum, do you have a hairdryer? Can I borrow it?" lontar Nata to Harum who happened to be looking at him.

"Not having, Brother. I have never used such tools" replied Fragrant innocently. The simple woman never came into contact with these tools. Natural and healthy black fragrant hair. Even if you ever wear a hairdryer, most time in a Muslimah salon.

"Yes already, I'll take it at Melly's house," concluded Nata.

Then, the three spooned the rice onto their respective plates without a sound.

Nata who first spooned fried rice to his plate. However, the woman who still looks beautiful even without makeup polish seems to forget to take rice for her husband.

It was fragrant to take rice for Hangga as he always does every meal together, but he chose to undo it because he felt bad for Nata. Kan Nata is also the wife of Hanges.

“This is very good fried rice,” said Nata after feeding a spoonful of fried rice to his mouth. “Truly delicious. Cuisine Jenah turned out to be delicious,”.

“This fried rice is not made by Bi Jenah, but made by Harum. From the aroma alone, I have memorized that this fried rice made by Fragrant,” said Hangga.

Though he had not fed the fried rice to his mouth, but the aroma of fried rice made by Harum was different. The aroma is appetizing. And Hangga admitted that the fried rice made by Harum is the most delicious fried rice he has ever eaten.

Smelling looking down at the plate, now looking up at her husband.

What say? From the aroma alone Mas Hangga already know that it is my fried rice? So sweet times, Mas. Smelling Fragrant in the Heart.

This indicates that actually all this time Hangga eating, enjoying to keep the taste of fragrant cuisine in his memory. Although only the taste of cooking entered the memory of the husband, it was already extraordinary for Harum.

If there is no Nata on the side of the Hanges, surely Harum will be blushing to hear the sentence smelling praise.

“Oh, so yes. So, you often have breakfast together as fragrant as the story goes,” said Nata.

There was a glint of jealousy in the beautiful woman's bead.

Hanges could only exhale heavily in response to his new wife's reaction.

Apparently he has two wives. He felt bad for Harum the first wife, now instead of feeling bad for Nata the second wife.