One Name A Story

Micella Yoora Maghdalena's

POV YORA

I'm Michella Yoora Maghdalena...

can you guess where I came from my name?

I'm of Korean-arabic descent, but there's also Japanese blood, so mix also japanese

my Korean mother who converted to marry my father

my father was a native Muslim..

since my mother decided to convert to Islam of course I also converted to Islam and many of my friends who nicknamed me with the title. yoora is queen of islam in japan.

because it's a prologue, I still have to tell a little bit of my whole story..

I'm married, yes I'm married, but many people think I'm still a virgin..

with Bramana Mahdani with her I got married, she was my boyfriend on the day so we were the fourth to decide to get married..

it was obviously enough to get to know each other

and always got the impetus for marriage from our respective families, making us more courageous and trusting to take this marriage decision

and when the marriage went on for four years

we still can't trust the great to take care of the little creatures..

the doctor said.me and my husband are not barren.just coincidentally the same as not yet got a chance to get pregnant...

a four-year marriage without a child does not make us tenuous and faded to love each other..

I know who my husband is. He's a great, greatest, most powerful man with his loyalty...

true he is a man who is ignorant, temperament, angry, selfish, stubborn, main attached to him is antagonist..

that's probably the opinion of people out there..

and of all his nature like that to others, all is not applicable when alone with me...

there I feel a pride of my own to have it...

"beiby... eat malem what are you cooking?" much

"malem because the only ingredients there are squid, yes we cook spicy krispi squid"

"it..."

when Bram looked in the fridge..

"beiby you're not shopping?" bram

"no beib. not yet, want to get out this late males.so I buy it mepet aja, if it's over"

"have you done, I cooked it"

about cooking cooking.Bram's smarter than me..

starting from breakfast, lunch, lunch to dinner all culinary matters daily meal yes bram..

bram is a grubby chef..

why did I say chef's shavings?

because he receives orders for cooking at home, sometimes he is often invited to be a judge or committee in cooking..

yes, bram is very observant for taste..

in fact, I think coriander is less than he knows..

"beiby. It's eating" he said, offering me food.

"beib. chef juna is handsome" I said

"what handsome? from where handsome, betatto is full so"

"ciyeeh is afraid of competition, you are the same ma him, tuh betatto, where you are also fierce if juriin, not to mention if there is a dish that does not fit your tongue, emmm... cilantro less than one feeling" my ledek

"wait. wait. so faar my cooking no one says it's bad." replied bram casually

"okay." I replied, confused about what else to answer.

"not shopping tomorrow?"

"yes, tomorrow morning I'll come with you down at the market"

"yeah"

when I just woke up in the afternoon, I woke up, took a shower because the hot temperature made a sultry, then watched television facing a large enough fan with moderate wind control...

what else is my job, during marriage with bram, my activities are much reduced.from which still in the marriage work myriad home, not to mention nyuci, mopel, clean house, clean house, and not yet looking for money to work

since marriage, I will only wash if bram does not have time to wash, as well as other homework..

when the show I saw was advertising, I looked at my phone, and I saw the whole photo album on my phone.

when looking at the photo togetherness with bram, many of the photos turned out to be what I just realized if the expression jutek and fierce seen in all the bram photos

"haha I just realized.he photos of punye muke like this very." said I.

view the entire photo of Bram

"pantes many like coment pro cons.some even say the neighbor knpa I want the chef's wife's fingers fierce" said me while laughing at the expression bram..

when I was idly looking at the last posted photo where I was a spectator when my husband scolded his students who were slow to understand the business of cooking, when my holiday together with bram

there was a comment that stole my attention

"sister.kok want to be married to him, sputum fierce, betatto, no little if the smile of the cake to his protege even judes"

"sister. kasian you deh, it's beautiful must be just kdrt, mentang mentang can cook so, pinter cook so"

say two different people...

but no matter how they chirp, I know who my husband is, understandably, me and my husband are the same loyal fanbase of chef juna and chef renata moeloek so me and bram ya want to be considered their reborn for pleasure only

when one week bram had no business outside, I slept again after waking the morning prayer, in contrast to bram who continued cooking for breakfast

finished, bram woke me up

"beib banguuun" said bram

"emm.. has it been?"

"yes ayok"

our bad habit is, where we do not need a dining table at home, and when there is a dining table just be a complementary decoration of the house

the show is most liked by Bram..

"well, this is just beautiful, already beautiful, also pinter cook, gakpapa is not able to take care of the house, than can not cook plus can not take care of the house" bram ledek to me

I glanced sharply and continued eating

"kok can ya betatto be a chef" ledekku

"juna can do it" sambar bram

"juna guy keles. ya no problem, this girl, beautiful anyway, mya tattoo looks she is not a quiet girl"

"same dong ma you, you tattoo too"

"your color is scant, if you don't ask for a couple too"

"idih idih but kalik gakepaksa" sambar bram

the day did go on, until finally where Bram got a permanent job as a jury in one of the talented events looking for a chef star, and plus his busyness in the cooking school he founded..

oh, didn't I tell you about my husband's cooking school?

the cooking school is the one my husband wanted..

with the name of the school "high school kitchen" which has been equated with university, built for the soulful in terms of special cooking only, any bread etc related to college..

facilities are also no less competitive with universities generally only, this school does not require graduates from High School, there are classes early and will be contrasted with school events so as not to clash

a little like that school my husband built, Bram

until one day when he got an invitation to a cooking show at a mall, my husband was met with two other cooking judges...

the first is chef Sitha and chef Vandra, whether I am ge-er or I am too sensitive about this, but outside of that I feel if chef vandra is trying to steal the view on me, he said, but I don't want to dissolve in this geer

I keep watching my husband and their activities...

when it was over, then bram approached me and we prepared to go home

"hey" call vandra

"why?" answer bram

"emm.. are you going home? oh, is this your girlfriend?" ask vandra

"ah, what does it look like to just be a lover?" ask bram

"oh sorri no your girlfriend? Don't you want to introduce me to him?"

"not my girlfriend but my wife"

"ohhh really? oh sorry sorry..."

"Okay, I'm going home, I'll see you tomorrow" Bram told vandra

vandra just looked at us and passed when my husband and I went to gas...

the next day, when going to the bram event, I decided to buy a drink at the supermarket

"i went to the minimarket first beib, bought a cold drink" I said

"okay"

when the battery finished buying a drink, I saw vandra who spoke with bram was busy looking for someone. When I sat down, her search stopped.

when the event began, and it was Bram's turn to pay attention to the finalists there...

vandra did not feel like she had arrived beside me

"hi" said vandra

"hi . I guess you were not present" said Vandra

"I bought a cold drink" I replied

"ohhhhhh... Have you been married to chef brama for a long time?"

"four years"

"how many children?"

"there are still no children"

"why? ohhh sorry, i. do. not mean..."

"is okay, no problem"

vandra and I kept quiet..

a few days passed, when I was lazy to join the event again because of vandra, I chose to stay at home

day goes on, when the clock comes home.I think yes only bram comes..

bram comes with vandra and sitha

"me dateng? wh-wh-what for? what was the reason for Bram? lied to? ah.. never have I been so. don't don't. it's justin" I muttered confused.

bram did not come long

"beib, I took a shower, prepared some clothes yes, I have to go to Java, the jury invitation to Java" he said

"well, what's the rhino?"

"yes that's how it is"

"who's same?"

"same sitha"

"chef sitha doang?"

"the same other crew"

"yes, the chef is just you chef sitha?"

"iya. vandra her mother is sick"

"sick?" say slowly

I'm confused, if his mother is sick, why am I walking?

the night I did not come to that place, it has been two hours, I really lazy to come..

really lonely without him. I glanced at the cellphone and looked at the photos of our togetherness.

even now, I still smile shyly every time I see our togetherness