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CHAPTER 128: KITCHEN ACTION (Part 3)

Gita only wanted to see in detail Gilang cooking for him, starting from the beginning of the cooking process until it was finished. And the idea came up to record so that he could imitate it later. Where Gita tau, Gilang did beyond his expectations. Which is actually very cool to show for their children later. Gilang not only dreadlocks but increasingly gookil as well.

Her husband is handsome, super smart and intelligent too. Only the high IQ is not, which is able to maintain the smile and even laughter of someone in a duration of more than 15 minutes. Even what he cooked was only canned sardines. Gilang Gilang, super husband because throughout the history of his pokos.

“See ni gaiish.. The bring has changed color, then we cemplungin sardines that have been crowded in the can. Exactly like your father back in college sometimes riding an angkot kid, tightness, where the smell of sweat

the people in it 41 kinds more. Good thing your father is strong against all the challenges of life. Termasuik do not give up when asked your mother, cook for you today.” Chattering with a increasingly lames narrative.

“Many words, son, your father.” Elus Gita on the belly of his queen, with a smile comforted.

“Oh yes ... in this can there are spices and seasonings that have been mixed with the composition that has been in the dose and weighed carefully. Exactly when dad decided to propose to your bunda. I've been tahajud 3 weeks, to be sure and sure. Will only choose your bundle to be the only woman who will lamar father menajdi his only wife throughout the life of father.”

“Amiiin.” Answer Gita quickly.

“Connected the spice is thick, as thick as the taste of cinyta father to mother. Then we must add a little water, to drain while ensuring that the taka da spice left in the can. Just like the hearts of your father and mother first, who have been drained clean from the past of their respective ex-boyfriends.” Gilang face own cengegesan.

“Buseeeet.. really details.” Reply Gita more amazed by the unfaithful ramblings of Gilang but true that.

“Okeeeh.. sedikt ajha yes the water, because if many ntar long wait back.” Say again.

“Allahu Akbaar.” Shouted Suddenly.

“Why a’... “ spontaneous Gita stand along surprised.

“Sorry neng, aGi forgot to boil the noodles earlier so that the substance waxnhya ga many enter here.” Answer slowly.

“Iiih... aGi makes a surprise. Next to it can be.” Gita's advice to Gilang was enough to surprise her.

“Iya yes... really also.” As fast as lightning Gilang put a flat teplon filled with water, to immediately boil. And after blebeg blebeg boiling water he immediately put the curly noodles earlier into the flat teplon earlier, leaving it submerged there.

“Alhamdulilah. Now we put the long beans that have been so short earlier into the mixture of golden onions and sardines. We take a pinch of salt, just a pinch so as not to pickle. Then we add a small piece of mushroom broth, to add savory cook us.” Continue Gilang who seemed to start losing his words because he forgot to muffle the curly noodles earlier.

“For the fire we make small yes, because we are still waiting for our curly noodles to soften. Actually it could be, minya directly in the camplungin in this skillet, but the water must be a lot, and the fish over time in the cook can be destroyed, as ruined as the father's feeling, so, when you see the handsome appearance of your former bunda used to be son.” The bike came out again.

“Plis deh aGi.. don't talk about people three, four and five. This is an edition for our children later you know.” Crop Gita without turning off the camera that continues to record the beautiful moments of peck them.

 “Pardon the queen's servant.” Kekeh Gilang put his right hand on his left chest, and nodded his head. Regret marks.

“Oh Lord... where I thought this dreadful and gay husband turned out to be so much fun. More and more love you aGi.. muach, muach, muach...” Gita again send a distant kiss for her husband who is still cooking for her.

“Duk stirring. Everything is stirred. Exactly the feeling of the father who will say the word Qobul in front of the ruler, when will inaugurate your bundle to be a legitimate wife in the eyes of God, religion and the State of the Republic of Indonesia, Merdeka.”Shouted Gilang startling Gita again.

“AGiii. Don't scream like that, make a heart spot.” Reprove Gita because Gilang increasingly troubling his soul.

“Sorry too excited darling. Oh. taraa!!! Everything is perfectly mature. Don't wait for the tomatoes and chili to wither and change color. Because, all will lose vitamins if everything is past its time. Stay on the same taste and appearance, even if you are already in a hot frying pan. Just like our love, never wither let alone rot, weathered at mealtimes. Stick with the same colors and flavors as when we first fell in love. Enjoy, wasallam.” Gilang closed the sardine plus-plus cooking circuit.

“Yeeey. Thank you my dear husband, beloved, passionate and involved, I am to you my son's father.” Gita stood up and hugged Gilang with vigor.

Stretching as she could, she looked at the tired face of her husband who was sweating after about 30 minutes faced with a hot stove in front of her.

“Sini... a’. Drying his sweat. Absolute tuuh.tuh. Tired ya unfortunately peng?” gita leaned on her husband with a very spoiled rhythm.

“Ga, the cooking time is tired. Tired ngeyakinin mama you neng times, in order to trust a’a to be husband eneng.” Said Gilang hugging his wife's body tighter.

“Ga need to discuss the past, which is important now we have become one, even already want to be ortu.” Gita took off her husband's embrace. And will take a plate ready to eat the dishes made by her husband.

“Yes geez. Forgot on camera stop a’. “ Surprise Gita who just realized their chat was still recorded by Gita's flat object.

Clik. Silang turns off the camera.

“Do not edit, let alone delete. So that our children will see our love original, not edits. After all, everything we said just now, not everything was a lie. Then, let them know how the ups and downs of our love journey.” He hugged Gita from behind.

“Yes my dear husband. May God match us to surge.”

 “Amiin.” Reply Gilang kissed the head of Gita.

“Enterprious powder, a’. Eneng. And please when eating later there should be no long narration, dreadlocks and more. Pledge eneng laper bang.” Pinta Gita funny.

 “Yeah... forgot to cook neng rice.”.Kibul Gilang on Gita.

“Hah... mas yes eneng Just in the same sardines noodles anyway a’...” he cried rather disappointed.

“But bo”ong.” Ledek Gilang who always likes to make his wife hysterical.

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